## Chapter 827 – Winter in the Capital

For a moment, my brain seemed to short-circuit from the incomprehensible words I had just heard. What the hell did this old woman just say? I asked again to make sure I heard correctly.

“What did you just say?”
“Didn’t you hear me? I’ll say it again.”

ㅡThunk.

Zenia pushed the teacup aside, rested her elbow on the table, and propped up her chin. Her heavy breasts rested on the white tablecloth.

“Have a son. If you’re going to be Winia’s husband, you should start thinking about having children. I’ll let it slide if it’s a daughter. But if it’s a son, send him to the Bellatude family.”
“Wow.”

So, she’s saying to have Winia bear a son…

And send him to the Bellatude family.

That’s some bullshit of the highest order. It’s only natural that I raise any child I have, and the idea of sending them away isn’t even worth considering.

“…”

I was overcome with a bizarre feeling after hearing such insane words, but Zenia was propping up her chin as if nothing was wrong.

It was the kind of attitude only someone who firmly believes that making such a demand is perfectly reasonable could display. We didn’t exactly part on good terms; we broke up amidst a whole load of drama, and now she’s dropping this bomb as soon as she sees me.

There’s a limit to how awful someone’s personality can be.

This calls for a Big-Boob-Spinning session.

Or is it something else? Am I still not fully grasping the way of thinking in this world? A culture where your daughter’s child is yours to do with as you please?

Of course, even if such a culture existed, I wouldn’t have any reason to acknowledge it.

“I watched the martial arts tournament. You won, didn’t you? It’s a bit much for me to say this, but… congratulations, I suppose. I wasn’t going to acknowledge you at first… but I guess that’s enough. I was wrong. Sorry, son-in-law.”

Whether she knew what I was thinking or not, she said those words and picked up the teacup she had pushed aside, taking a sip.

Ah, but this much was certain.

She seems to have changed her mind after seeing me win the martial arts tournament. She was originally planning to bring Winia back into the family and find her another husband, but I guess she thinks my reputation is good enough.

But I don’t need this woman’s approval.

“The child will grow up under the care of the Bellatude family. It’ll be better than Winia raising him herself. With all the money I have, if he’s well-educated, he’ll be able to inherit the Bellatude family.”

Inheriting the family, huh.

Not her daughters, but that child. Does that mean she still sees her daughters as nothing more than tools? Is that why she needs a son… is there no son in the family right now? Surely she must have other married daughters.

Why is she giving Winia such a hard time?

“Of course, I’m not just saying to send him away. I’ll give you a fair share, too. I can spare a business or two, so send me the boy as soon as he’s born.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?”

Unbelievable.

“Hey, Zenia.”
“What?”

Zenia frowned at my words.

“We clearly had a pretty shitty breakup, so what kind of reaction do you expect from me when you suddenly call me here and say something like that?”
“…”
“Do you really think it makes sense to send a child away?”

She treats her own daughters like tools, so wouldn’t she do the same to her grandson?

In her way of thinking, it was the obvious thing to do. She thinks she’s making a reasonable request, so there’s no reasoning with her.

“…It’s just one child. I only need one son. I’m just saying to send him to the main family, right? If one business isn’t enough, I’ll give you a few more. You could live a very comfortable life with that.”
“You’re offering me money to sell my child right now.”
“Sell? I’m just saying the Bellatude family will raise him. Well, we’ll adopt him, but still. Wouldn’t it be better for him to inherit the family?”
“Ha, fuck.”

She’s a completely different breed, what’s the point of talking to her?

“Winia would flip out if she heard this. She fucking hates you. Considering she grew up seeing you act like this since she was a kid, it’s no wonder she hates you.”

I don’t want to piss Winia off, but I have to tell her about this. I immediately pointed my finger at Zenia and scolded her.

“Get your head out of your ass. Do you think anyone in their right mind would have a child and give it to someone they hate? It’s not just impossible… ah, I’m barely holding back, so let’s stop with the bullshit.”

As I said that, Zenia averted her gaze slightly and muttered as if to herself.

“I need a son…”
“Whether you need one or not has nothing to do with me, and if you’re planning on doing anything to our child, I won’t hold back just because you’re Winia’s mom, so shut your mouth. This is the last time I’m saying it.”

I couldn’t see any point in continuing the conversation.

I gave her one last warning and immediately got up from my seat.

Zenia looked at me with a displeased expression and said,

“…Is there really no way?”

I can’t take this anymore.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake. This old woman is really pushing my buttons. You’re dead, bitch.”

I couldn’t contain my anger any longer. Even if I don’t have a child yet, there’s a limit to how much I can tolerate such nonsense.

I got up from my seat and immediately reached out with both hands towards Zenia.

“Huh?”

This is Big-Boob-Spinning time.

“W-Wait!!!”

As if she realized what was coming, Zenia kicked off the ground and stood up, and I swiftly grabbed her by the collar and lifted her up.

ㅡSwoosh!

“I said that was the last warning!!!! I really can’t stand your inhuman attitude of assuming I’d just give you my child!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
“Aaaah!!!!!”

Breast Abuse Mode.

ON.

“Kyaaaaaaah!!”

The only thing you can give to such a crazy bitch is overwhelming violence!! Zenia screamed, and to drown out her screams, I screamed even louder!!!

“Kieeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!!!!!”

ㅡWhirr whirr!!

I swung my arms wildly, spinning her around like a helicopter propeller!! Fly away, evil! With the determination to send this wicked woman to the end of the sky, I spun her around and around!!

“I’ll never forgive you!!!”

After spinning her around until I reached the critical point, I slammed her down.

ㅡWham!

“Keuh!!”

Zenia’s body, which had collided with the ground, bounced up slightly. Her face was etched with suffering. However, she must have activated a shield in the meantime, as she didn’t seem to have suffered any fatal injuries.

ㅡThud.

She fell to the ground again, sprawled out.

“Eek…!”

I looked down at Zenia, who was writhing in pain.

She seems to be in pain, at least. She propped herself up with her hand on her waist, her hair a mess, and slowly raised her head to glare at me.

A venomous gaze.

As I reached out to grab her collar and lift her up again, Zenia shouted first.

“No!! I just want you to send him to me as an adopted son! I’ll give you whatever conditions you want!! I’ll raise him well!! And let him inherit the family! I’m offering all that, and you dare do this again…!”

Her tone was like that of someone who had been betrayed, lamenting their injustice. She probably thought she was offering good terms. But people don’t just move for conditions.

ㅡHeart.

Yes, people have hearts.

You, who don’t understand hearts.
Are just an inhuman magician.

“Don’t think you can trade with a child.”

Only heretics trade children.

“If you need a child, have one yourself.”
“…”

If you just show off your big tits, you could seduce anyone and have them give you one, so why are you so obsessed with Winia? Your milk would probably come out plentifully, so you’d be able to raise them well, but is it just that you want to pawn off difficult tasks on others?

Having a child is hard, I guess.

“Or you have plenty of daughters who listen well, right?”
“…”

Despite my scolding, Zenia just frowned and glared at me, without making any particular rebuttal. Rather, she was biting her lip.

Should I spin her again?

“…”

There’s no need to do that.
What’s the point of doing more?

“Anyway, if you’re going to call me with this kind of nonsense, don’t ever call me again, and let’s just pretend we don’t know each other. Okay? Winia fucking hates you. She wants to beat you up every day. Do you really think she’d send her precious child to someone like that?”
“Ah…! What are you doing…!”

I squatted down and pressed my finger firmly on Zenia’s forehead. As a magician, she couldn’t withstand my strength. Completely pushed back, she ended up lying down again.

“We’ll never change our minds, so I trust you understand. Know that next time, it won’t end with just a Big-Boob-Spinning.”

With that, I got up from my seat.

As I turned to leave, a gloomy voice came from behind.

“I…”
“What?”
“…It’s because I can’t have any more children.”
“Huh?”

Turning around, I saw Zenia, who had raised her upper body and was sitting in a W-shape, regaining her composure and saying those words with a dejected face.

“The magic I was researching went wrong, and I became infertile… I can’t have any myself.”
“…”

Infertile?

The face she made as she said that looked so gloomy that it reminded me of Claudia’s face for a moment. Infertility, infertility… is that why she’s so obsessed with Winia? No, but she has other children, so why?

“…That’s unfortunate.”

I expressed my regret for a moment.

“Still, I can’t forgive you for giving Winia such a hard time. And you have so many fucking daughters. Why Winia?”
“The other daughters don’t have sons either… haaa.”

Zenia sighed.

“That’s enough. Go away.”

And then she waved her hand as if telling me to get lost.

How dare she?

“What? You called me here as you pleased, and now you’re telling me to get lost?”
“Huh? Huh?”
“Big-Boob-Spinning desuwaaaaaatㅡ!!!!”

I raised both arms like Atlas supporting the sky. At that, Zenia screamed in terror and backed away while still sitting down.

“Kyaaaaaaah! Stop!! Stop it!”

ㅡGrab!

“Haaack!!”

As soon as I reached out and grabbed her shoulders, a sound like a cat came out. She must be pretty scared of the Big-Boob-Spinning.

Of course, it’s just a threat.
I don’t actually intend to do it.

“Let’s live our lives without ever seeing each other again. Got it?”
“Ah…”
“Kieeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!!!”
“Aaaah!”

After giving her that warning, I went outside.

Sending a child away for adoption, what kind of nonsense is that? Where in this world is there a dog-bastard who would sell their own child for money?

This is beyond fusion Confucianism, it doesn’t make sense even from a common-sense perspective.

And even though it’s unfortunate that she’s infertile… she’s still just a bitch. There’s no reason to pity her or make allowances for her. Besides, I don’t have any plans for children right now.

My child will be raised by me, no matter what. I can never send them to another bastard. I ended up hearing nothing but shocking remarks.

“Agh.”

Thinking about it makes me angry again.

But she’s infertile, and the other daughters don’t have sons yet either.

Could it be that the members of the Bellatude family have difficulty having children? Or, more precisely, do they have difficulty having sons? Is that why they see their daughters as tools and want a son?

Of course, it’s more natural to think that Zenia is just a psycho crazy old woman who thinks that way.

Anyway, let’s go home.

* * *

As expected, Winia flipped out as soon as she heard what I had to say. She’s a woman who gets pissed off just hearing about her mom, so she couldn’t help but scream and jump around when I brought up her child.

“Aaaaah!!!!”

ㅡJiggle jiggle!

Her breasts are so big that they shake heavily up and down every time she jumps. Wow, just looking at this scene makes me feel full. Winia’s baby-milk-tanks are truly a masterpiece.

“Calm down. You’ll make your breasts fall off.”

I immediately grabbed her shoulders and pressed down to calm her down.

“So I beat her up. I grabbed her and spun her around like I did back then, and then threw her away.”
“Haa…! Good job, I guess. I mean, what kind of words are those? Can’t she think normally? Of course she’d get hit for saying that, why doesn’t she know that?”
“Because she’s an idiot?”
“My mom is a fucking idiot, really. So fucking annoying.”
“Let’s calm down. Anger relax.”

I immediately stepped behind Winia, bent my waist slightly, hugged her from behind, and gently caressed her breasts. Without a word, Winia raised both arms as if in surrender, clasped her hands together, and supported the back of her head with her palms, making it easier for me to touch her.

ㅡMassage massage.

Massaging them seems to calm both Winia and me down.

“Haa…”
“But Winia, your mom said she became infertile because something went wrong while she was researching magic?”
“What?”
“Did you know that?”