"Miss Longbern?"
Wearing a loosely fit white T-shirt that was tucked beneath her blue jeans, I spotted Donna leisurely conversing with my parents in the distance.
Hearing my exclamation and turning around, Donna raised her brow as the edge of her lips faintly curved upwards.
"Ah, it seems like Ren is done with the questioning"
Before I had any time to realize what was going on, I suddenly found my mother jumping in my direction as she embraced me tightly.
"My baby Ren!"
"ooooof.."
Pounced by her, I almost lost all the air inside of my lungs as the wind was knocked out of me and took a couple of steps back.
Recovering slightly, I couldn't help but think to myself.
...seriously, was my mother really F ranked?
It felt as though as if I was rammed by an elephant.
Obviously, I kept those thoughts to myself as I didn't have a death wish. Although my mother was usually very nice, once she was angry she was scarier than anything that I had ever seen.
...never mind Everblood.
Not even the demon king could rival my mother when she was angry. Recalling the last time I saw her angry sent shivers down my spine.
The only thought I had at that time was to run as far away from there as possible.
I saw death itself staring at me.
After embracing me for a solid couple of seconds, detaching herself from me, my mother instantly patted my body completely as worriedly asked.
"Are you hurt anywhere? Are you okay? Did anybody hurt you? What happened to you?"
Under her barrage of questions, shaking my head I patted my arms as I calmly responded.
"I'm okay. As you can see, I'm perfectly fine"
"Are you really okay?"
"Yup, never been better"
Actually, that was a lie.
Although nothing happened to me during the accident, my arm was still not fully recovered from what had happened back in Immorra.
In fact, unless I consumed an advanced potion I'd probably not be able to fully recover the sensation in my arm.
Problem was, given the price that advanced potions went for, recovering my arm would still take a long time as I currently could not afford it.
Although I had encountered a lot of fruitful opportunities in Immorra, I still had to be careful when selling the stuff that I got as it could arouse some suspicions amongst the demons.
After all, I did fuck over a Marquss ranked demon. Although extremely low, there could be a chance that one of the items that I had sold was recognized by one of the demons alerting Marquess Azeroth of the fact that the possible thief was staying on earth.
Actually, thinking about Marquess Azeroth, was he doing well?
I bet that right now he took more damage from me stealing all of his stuff than from fighting against the orc chief.
Thinking along those lines, a small chuckle escaped from my lips.
...either way, my mom didn't need to know that.
Therefore, looking around I calmly tried to divert the topic.
"Where is Nola?"
"Hm? Nola is at the daycare"
Shortly after, the bike slowly picked up speed and sped into the busy streets of Ashton city.
Chapter end
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