When they left, I glanced at that woman, who was lying on the ground now, and all the weird symbols also vanished, so I came near her, and to my surprise, she was way too gorgeous, and her tempting figure was surely making it hard for me to concentrate, and now I couldn't find any resemblance between this hottie and that brat-looking girl.
So, I was pretty sure that she didn't inherit any good genes from her mother—no looks, not these types of jugs, and not even this quality of curves.
Seeing her like this was surely tempting, but there's no way I could just jump on her and take her as my payment for saving both the mother's and daughter's asses. But my thoughts were still stuck on this thought: How did those bastards leave without even giving me a hard time?
So, now after thinking for a few moments, everything was gesturing towards her that either she was already on their side or they must have planted something on her.
While I was thinking about these sorts of things, I began to move closer to her for a clearer inspection. Just at the moment when I was sensing a strange change in her energy, I heard a shout, and suddenly a dropkick was on my face and sent me flying.
And I fell on the floor by that. Now this was a pretty new thing for me, so I was wondering who had this many balls to make me fly this far. But the thing I saw was pretty frustrating: instead of listening to my advice, this brat came in and even kicked me when I was about to help her mother.
Now I really knew that this bitch truly didn't inherit anything from her, but what could I even do now, as she was sobbing while holding her mother's body and trying to frame me for trying to take advantage of her mother? Surely I was also thinking about taking advantage after assuring that she was clean from all the trouble, but it was not like she was imagining that her mother was sleeping and I was sneaking up on her.
As I was about to speak, she spoke while sobbing, "You pervert! I knew I shouldn't leave you alone with my mom. You were trying to do bad stuff to her even when she was unconscious. You clearly are a bastard pervert; I guess you must have even tried to sneak a peek at her, huh, right?"
Hearing her accusations made me wonder, "Why the fuck did I even help this bitch?" But her accusations were pretty much right, as I sneaked a peek at her, and it was pink! Heh-heh! But to think seriously, I couldn't let my guard down with these types of bastards, like they wouldn't just leave without messing around, and leaving her unscattered fell into a sense of trouble, so I should check it."
While I was wondering about it, I wiped my face and began to take my bat while moving towards her, seeing that same fierce look on my face and even remembering the dropkick that she just hit me with began to circulate in her head, and she began to offer herself in exchange for her mother, and the childish deals began to circulate from her mouth, like one kiss and a small hug or a little smooch over her body and many things like that.
Well, her words made sure that this dumbass wasn't that bad, and, besides, also she had something strange in her.
So I came near her mom and spoke. "Hey, just how much time are you going to pretend that you are unconscious? If you wouldn't wake up soon, then you wouldn't need to act."
Hearing my words, that brat also started looking towards her mother as Mother opened her eyes and stood up pretty refreshed and spoke in a somewhat cheerful tone, "Kiddo, since when did you know that I was conscious?"
Hearing her sweet and pretty voice, I answered gently while still trying to maintain my composure. "Since the start, those bastards aren't the type that could leave their prey that easily, so tell me the reason why they left without harming you now!"
Hearing my words, she started to giggle and spoke while jiggling her divine jugs. "Yeah, yeah, sure, from the start! Like how you were checking if it was pink or not, right, brat? Or when you were trying to get closer to me when my daughter gave you a dropkick, huh?
Hearing these things, I got to know that only this bitchy attitude was the thing that she inherited from her mother, but someone was looking at me with her piercing gaze after hearing such details from her lips.
So I tried to change the topic while lighting my cigar, and I spoke in a somewhat serious and tense tone: "So that's the fun part for us, I guess, but it's time to get to the main topic: Why were they here? Why were you shackled? And, finally, why did you imprint such a seal on your daughter?"
Hearing these questions, the atmosphere started to tense, and she spoke while sighing. "Ok, kid, I know you can see them and other beings, so I am not going to waste your time, and judging by your looks, it isn't the first time you've met them. So they were here to tell me that the war was about to happen, and that's why they were here."
Hearing this straight answer, I felt somewhat relieved and assured that she wasn't truly possessed by them.
So now the first possibility was somewhat shaky about her, so I asked, "Ma'am, I get that info from that bastard already, so I want to know if they shackled you like that, then why did they leave without doing anything? I have a pretty sour history with those assholes, so I want to confirm if you are also from that side or if you are different from those creeps."
Hearing the intensity of such a question, everyone could feel the rage and immense killing intent. But still, she spoke with firm and cheerful expressions: "Yeah, kid, they aren't the ones that would just leave an average mortal like this. But kid, I am not a mere mortal; I am a vessel of an angel, and my daughter also shares that fate with me; she is hailed as "daughter of an angel!"
Hearing her words, I was way too shocked, because this was something that could change my life from hell to something more tragic than this, because there was no way I could counter a real angel, and even a mere thought could crush me to death.
So I kept my composure while continuing to hear her words: "Surely as you speak, it seems like you also had something terrible with those bastards. Well, the same can be said about our case also, as a few years back we used to live a quite normal and peaceful life.
But one night everything changed when my husband was diagnosed with a sudden terrible disease of blood cancer and was about to die the very next day.
So, we both were pretty shaken by that and were hoping for a miracle, and then that jerk came in the guise of fortune; we met the biggest misfortune of our lives, a strange white being!"