Case 132: Grandparents.


    Let''s slow down a bit to take in all of this chaos.


    First of all, thatdy seems like she''s in her thirties, but she''s an elf, so her real age should be much higher. On top of that, her hair, simr to her eyes, is a mellow green, which tells me that she is in fact a high elf. So her age I''d reckon is somewhere above a thousand.


    And that''s the problem. What sensible thousand-year-old would act like a six-year-old watching Power Rangers at night when it''s probably past their bedtime and about to get their ass whooped into Monday by their mom? It''s also pretty sad that she''s actually strong as well...


    Who let this grandma out?


    ''''Sylvie, that''s rude.'''' Suddenly, Liana smacks my butt lightly a few times with her feet. Turning to her, I can see that she''s trying very hard to not cringe as well, if not everyone is. Though, did I say that out loud?


    ''''Ahem.'''' I stand up and fake a few coughs while the elfdy looks around intently.


    ''''Hey, young ones. Did you guys get rid of the dragons?'''' She approaches me in particr and asks casually.


    ''''Yea, this bald man did.'''' I point to the hero of the day - Walmart Santa us.


    ''''You...!''''


    ''''Good job, Bald Man!'''' Her usual smile grows wider, looking warmly at the man who''s trembling in anger. ''''But well, these kitties sure did not learn their lesson, huh?''''


    Instantly, all the cats in the vicinity, except for my cat, flinch, some gulp nervously as well. Right then, Sara the Brave Cat walks over to thedy, legs shaking, still anxious.


    ''''First of all, thank you so much for defending us so far.'''' She bows respectfully. ''''But I''m afraid that this is what we have to do.''''


    Sara res at her parents, prompting all of us to follow her gaze.


    ''''W-What?!'''' The Chief''s wife res back at Sara. ''''You ungrateful child- MHMP~!!"


    Yes, yes, shut your mouth. I won''t let you traumatize Sara further. Telekinesis is so convenient, I can gag anyone anytime, even myself sometimes.


    ''''Either way.'''' I speak up, breaking the heavy atmosphere. ''''Can I ask for your name?''''


    I wonder if she''s a distant rtive of the Seymours or something.


    ''''Call me-''''


    ''''MARIII~!''''


    Okay, what else?


    From afar, a faint silhouette of a man can be seen.


    ''''Oh, Dan!''''


    ''''Mari, I told you to wait for me!''''


    The man who justnded in front of us looks to be around the elfdy''s age, with short blonde hair and a pair of brilliant blue eyes. Uh, um... He does look simr to someone I know, actually... And their names...


    ''''Oh, and what about these people...'''' The man trails off, looking at us, specifically me, intently.


    '''''''' ... ''''''''


    ''''I couldn''t believe it, Dan. I certainly didn''t expect to meet the children from the high noble houses here. I wonder when will we be able to meet our... Dan?''''


    '''''''' ... ''''''''


    Awkward silence suddenly fills the space, leaving only the asional dry wind blowing gently.


    No way, that pupils, that jawline, and that exact hair color...


    ''''Grandpa...?'''' I mutter.


    ''''Granddaughter...?'''' The man widens his eyes.


    ''Eh?'' pretty much sums up the reaction of everyone, especially the elfdy.


    I want to do that, too, you know?


    <hr>


    After that rather awkward moment, we decided to postpone the whole digging issue first, waiting for further investigation. And by ''investigation'', I mean interrogating the Chief couple and their subordinates, which will be done by the professional members who followed us here.


    I have to report this to the goddesster, too. This is clearly an anomaly worth mentioning, a nothing something causing drought to a whole region... But first, there''s my grandparents.


    ''''Whoa... How the hell did you get these, granddaughter?!''''


    Maria Everwood, former Queen, and my grandmother - currently admiring my big booba.


    ''''I can''t believe that little brat had a child and she''s already 18!''''


    Daniel Everwood, former King, and my grandfather - currently stroking my head intensely.


    ''''...''''


    Hey, stop looking and do something to save me, will you? Aren''t you guys my fiancés?


    Seriously though, these two are so enthusiastic, or like, extroverted? I don''t even know. I''m just d that my parents are somewhat calmpared to these two.


    ''''Stop, stop...'''' I reluctantly push them away for a second. ''''Phew... First of all, I''m d that you guys are all fine.'''' I start with a smile.


    ''''Of course! Who do you think we are?'''' Grandma puffs out her chest again. Calling a woman in who looks like she''s in her thirties ''grandma'' feels weird, but okay.


    ''''That''s right, Sylvie. We take pride in our strength.'''' Grandpa adds. ''''A hundred times stronger than you, alright?''''


    Bro, what is that ent? Are you really treating me like a toddler? I''m sure I will be miles stronger once I pull out my Gatling-


    -Okay, calm down.


    ''''I see.'''' I smile normally.


    ''''Oh, and not to forget. It looks like you made some wonderful friends, Sylvie.'''' Grandma turns to my fiancés sitting at the table. ''''If they''re willing to go with you to this wastnd to... What are you here for anyway, vacation?''''


    Okay, first of all, don''t call people''s town a wastnd, second, they''re my regr and permanent semen providers, third, we''re here to do our job.


    ''''They''re my fiancés.'''' I reply simply.


    ''''Oh, you got a fiancé this early?!'''' Grandpa exims. ''''Which one?''''


    ''''All of us.'''' Liana speaks up, her voice calm and collected.


    '''''''' ... ''''''''


    ''''...Say what?''''


    Okay, no, it''s going to be a pain in the ass to exin all the stuff to them. Judging from the fact that they don''t even know I was born, which is fair because high elves will usually try to have their first child when they reach seven hundred years old, and my parents are only in their four hundred, but the point is, they''re living under a rock.


    So I pull out my phone and dial someone who can do that exining job for me.


    <em>? I live inside my own world of make-believe ?</em>


    Why is your ringtone my five-year-old singing?! Stupid Dad.


    [Hello?]


    The voiceing from my phone instantly makes my grandparents jump, they stare at my phone intently, nearly stunned.


    ''''Dad. It''s me.''''


    [Yeah, what going on?]


    ''''I met my grandparents.''''


    [What?! They''re there??]


    ''''Yeah, so can you exin to them what happened after I was born?''''


    [Huh?]


    ''''I''m toozy, thank you and goodbye.'''' I give my phone to Grandma. ''''You can talk now.''''


    [Mother? Father? Are you there?]


    ''''How- What in the world...''''


    That''s the beauty of technology, grandma. Just embrace it. And don''t ask about my abnormallyrge breasts for an elf, my dad still thinks they''re natural, so.


    Well, while waiting for them, I should make something for lunch. It''s the first time I''ve met my grandparents, so I want to impress them with my cooking. What should be good... Ah, I know, let''s treat them to some pizza~