Amon, The Legendary Overlord Chapter 28
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"Mom. Very good!" Barbara hugged her mother. Pulling away she gave her a thumbs up.
"Yes, but didn't he get it wrong?" Bianca asked. She looked at Amon and he seemed oblivious to what she said, not understanding the purpose.
"I know, but it's still fine." Barbara smiled, "He's nice, yeah?"
"Mm, yes he's hot, and looks extremely delicious~," Bianca said with a smile. She licked her lips seductively and her face flushed a little as she looked in Amon's direction.
"Mom!" Barbara yelled, scolding her mother. Wasn't it enough that she had two twin sisters as rivals, now her mother too?
"Haha, I'm kidding, stay cool." Bianca stuck out her tongue. Even so, Barbara couldn't quite believe it. Since her mom once dated a 20-year-old boy not too long ago, what if she prefers someone even younger?
Amon was answering some questions from the officers, but he still heard what the mother-daughter pair said. 'I'm delicious?'
"How are you, is everything alright? Are you hurt?" Julius was extremely worried.
"Yes, we are well." Maisa said, "Amon protected us."
"Sugarplum. He's a good boy and he knows how to act like a man!" Julius smiled. He walked over to Amon and slapped him on the back three times and smiled even more satisfied.
Amon looks at Julius. The indifference was still there, but he was warmer when he looked at Julius; he nods and answered the cop's questions.
"Amon, do you know who it might be?" the policeman asked. He had a notebook writing everything down.
An impatient look crossed his eyes and he said slowly, "No, you better ask these thugs that question."
"Yes Yes." The policeman felt a chill down his spine. His boss said to be respectful to them, especially since they are underage.
It took almost 1 hour. When it was finally over, they left.
"Amon, unfortunately, this all happened." Bianca, Barbara's mother, said, "I'm taking the day off tomorrow. How about coming with Barbara and having dinner? I would like to talk to you a little bit."
"Mm, fine." Amon agreed with the indifference.
Bianca smiled, not caring about his attitude. She had heard a lot about Amon from her daughter, it was as if she already knew him. And, seeing his strength by defeating so many bandits, it was clear as day that Amon could protect her daughter, but she still wanted him to go to her house; it was also a good opportunity for her daughter.
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"Well, I'll be waiting." Bianca smiled. She told Barbara to say goodbye and got into the car.
Julius came with the BMW. Amon and the rest walked in and he drove to the house.
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In his stepmother's mansion, Elijah was pacing restlessly.
His false sense of superiority was immediately replaced by jealousy. The most drastic measures he took, all went down the drain. Amon, that bastard, managed to spoil everything he planned and surpassed all his expectations. He did everything clandestinely and hid his identity well, so he wasn't afraid of being found out, but it still infuriated him by having everything destroyed.
'If I stole her innocence, she would be mine!' His eyes were expressive.
Even with the maids in the room, Elijah didn't hide his fury, surprising those who were used to seeing him always well-behaved and with a gentle expression.
"Amon, you're going to regret this," He muttered coldly before leaving and heading to his room.
*
When he returned, Amon joined Quibblo (it's a social network where you can create quizzes and surveys, see the results in a graph, and compare your answers with others. Allows you to share with others tests and quizzes and embed in blogs) and made a question: [What does it mean when a girl's mother says she leaves her daughter in my care?].
Half an hour later, he had some answers.
[It means she wants you to marry her daughter]. That was the first response. Amon didn't think that was it, he was still 17, and Barbara was too; it wasn't a common practice to get married so early in the country he lives in.
[She wants you to take care of her daughter since you must go to the same school as her, don't think too much about it, boys]. This left Amon a little confused. Was it because of the first answer?
[You need to take good care of your friends. The girl's mother is worried about her daughter and held you responsible, and, therefore, left her in your care]. Amon thought it was a logical answer, and it seemed to be right.
[It was just a formality, as you became friends with her daughter]. The last answer was what Amon thought was the most sensible.
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"Amon, dinner is ready." Julia's voice echoed.
'So it was just a formality?' Even with doubt, Amon stopped thinking about it and left the room. Standing in front of the door were Julia and Maísa, "Shall we go?" he asks nonchalantly.
The two girls were agitated, looked at Amon, then looked at each other and kissed Amon's face at the same time, one on each side and with their face red as pepper, the two girls said, "Thanks for saving us~"
Then they ran downstairs.
Amon was stunned. He put both hands on his face and could still feel the softness of Maísa and Julia's lips. He felt his heart pounding wildly, and a strange sensation he had never felt. He went back to his room and saw that he had a biological reaction, he didn't want to go downstairs like that; he somehow felt embarrassed. That wasn't something he would be embarrassed about, but he didn't understand himself, 'Why does it make me so happy?'
After the 'giant' fell asleep, Amon came down the stairs. Looking into the living room, he saw Maísa and Julia stealing glances in his direction, and they lowered their heads and went back to taking small bites of the chicken stew.
Amon approaches Julia. It made her almost jump. Worse yet, he reached out toward her face, making Julia's heart pound over a thousand kilometers an hour.
With his left hand, he touches her face, and with his thumb, he wipes the left side of her face, up to her lips, which were dirty with the soaked chicken sauce. He muttered, "It's dirty."
"Oh…" Julia opened her mouth and only made a surprised sound as if she had unlearned how to speak. She looked, her eyes wide open, in Amon's direction and saw him put his thumb in his mouth, and she blushed so much she wanted to hide in a hole.
Amon was surprised at himself, he normally wouldn't do something like that. 'What's happening to me?' He tries to control himself, his grandparents say he needed to control his emotions well, not to get out of control. Taking a deep breath, he calmed down, but his heart was still racing.
"Amon?" Sonia looked at him confused. Normally he would act very indifferent to everything, but his current behavior didn't match what she was used to seeing.
'Amon likes Julia?' Julius assumed. He wasn't against it, but he saw that Maísa looked upset, pouting, 'Does she like him too?' He saw that his two daughters were acting weird.
Amon picked up a plate and silently got some food for himself.
Sitting down next to Julius and Maisa on the other side, he starts eating in silence.
After just a few seconds, Julia comes to, and she still can't believe what just happened. Normally, she would have been bolder, but her previous actions, and now Amon's, were too much for her maiden heart to take.
"Thanks for the food." Amon finishes eating. His voice was a little unnatural, a little indifferent, but was there also a hint of confusion, or maybe restlessness?
Amon walked toward the kitchen with the dirty dishes, he washed the dishes and went upstairs. He went into the bathroom and brushed his teeth as he thought about what had happened before. It was difficult for him, Amon was not used to it, and it was a strange feeling he felt when thinking about Julia, Maisa, and even Barbara. Somehow, Amon saw his face turn red in front of the mirror.
Amon finishes brushing his teeth and washes his face. Leaving, he goes to the bedroom and, after locking the door, he puts on his pajamas and lies down on the bed.
His mind spun. It's been a long time since he felt so confused. Amon wished he could talk to his grandparents and ask for advice...
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