Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Mag and Irina looked at each other and smiled. This little one had such a sweet tongue.
“Have you learned from her?” Irina asked Mag smilingly.
“I think you are a little weird today.” Mag raised his eyebrows slightly.
“Which part of me?” Irina touched her hair. Was her hair messy?
“Weirdly cute,” Mag said smilingly.
Irina was a little stunned, and then she laughed out loud. She looked at Mag with glistening eyes. He was such a fast learner.
Amy came forward and pouted her lips. She placed her two hands that resembled two small buns at her cheeks, blinking her big eyes, and asked, “What about me, what about me! Father, am I cute?”
“Mm-hm. Little Amy is very cute too.” Mag swiped Amy’s nose lightly with a smile.
“Then, how should I tie my hair today? I want to tie a big bun today too.” Amy let Mag put on the shoes for her, and then asked Irina, “Could Mother help Amy, please?”
“Of course.” Irina nodded. She didn’t expect Amy to like her to tie her hair so much. It seemed like her hair-tying technique wasn’t as bad as she thought.
“Er… Amy has to go to school today. I feel we should tie a bun that is more low-profile. The school is catching the students with weird dressings. Why don’t I do it today…” Mag said weakly. The big bun that looked like a bird’s nest had left a huge impression on him. Going to school with such a hairstyle was definitely going to make her the center of attention. It was still better to be more low-profile.
“Is it so?” Irina was slightly disappointed to hear that.
“Yes.” Mag nodded. Seeing that Irina wasn’t very happy, he said, “However, Amy will be going over to Master Urien next door for classes tomorrow, and there’s nobody else there.”
“Alright. I will tie Amy’s hair tomorrow then.” Irina’s eyes lit up and she nodded.
“So from now on, Father and Mother will tie my hair on alternate days. It’s fantastic,” Amy said happily.
Mag carried Amy over to the dressing table, and used a wooden comb to straighten her hair. He got a rubber band out from the box and twisted the hair a few times nimbly. A dainty and adorable little bun was then done.
So fast? And it’s so cute! Irina stared at Amy’s hair that was tied up so quickly. It really looked like a little bun. It was dainty and cute, and not messy at all. It was at least 100 times nicer than the big bun that she secured with magic yesterday.
Most importantly, Mag’s movements seemed to be well-practiced. Her eyes didn’t even have the chance to learn, and Amy’s hair was already done.
“Do you want to learn?” Mag turned around and smiled at Irina.
Irina twisted her head to one side, and proudly said, “No, I don’t.”
“Then let’s go downstairs now. I need to make breakfast for the cleaners.” Mag looked at the clock, and it was already six in the morning.
Amy walked next to Irina as she touched the long hair down her back, and asked, “Mother, why don’t you let Father tie your hair for you?”
“Because some people only want to tie hair for you and have never thought about me.” Irina pursed her lips as she threw a glance at Mag’s back.
Mag raised his eyebrows as he sensed the jealousy that was getting stronger gradually behind him. He was feeling a little aggrieved.
He simply thought Irina’s hair was so smooth and special that she looked the best by wearing it down without the need for any accessories and styling.
Mag went downstairs, and Firis was already waiting at the door.
Firis went into the restaurant, and concernedly asked Irina, “Princess, did you have a good rest last night?”
The princess preferred to sleep in her own bed. She couldn’t rest very well if she was in an unfamiliar environment.
“Mm-hm. I did.” Irina nodded. A soft big bed with a flower-scented quilt and the little cutie in her arms. She had a wonderful rest last night, and her tiredness was all swept away.
Firis looked at Irina’s glowing complexion. She did look well-rested, so she felt much relieved.
“I need to go out after breakfast,” Irina said casually as she took a sip of warm water from the glass that Mag passed to her.
“Do you have something on?” Mag asked.
“Please let me go with you,” Firis said at the same time.
Firis looked at Mag, and then at Irina. Wasn’t the princess talking to her?
“I have to go find a place for the Night Elves’ base,” Irina said to Mag before looking at Firis. “You don’t have to come with me, Bean Sprout. Learn to cook from him diligently. You will be the head chef of the Night Elves in the future. The meals will be the biggest selling point for the Night Elves’ recruitment.”
“H-head chef?” Firis opened her mouth slightly as she suddenly felt a burden on their shoulders. But this meant the princess was placing her trust on her, so she had to do a good job. She nodded seriously. “I will do my very best!”
The Night Elves would move their base to Chaos City, and build up their strength here as they waited for their chance to attack the Wind Forest. Irina had told Mag that yesterday, and they indeed needed to search for the base for 1000 people properly.
“Why don’t you wait until the restaurant’s service is over? I’ll accompany you on your trip. I am more familiar with Chaos City,” Mag said to Irina.
“Might as well. I don’t have any money on me.” Irina nodded without any hesitation.
“Boss, I will try my best to return the money we need to pay for the rent,” Firis quickly said. She was worried that Mag would be offended, and take the princess for a cad.
Mag and Irina looked at Firis simultaneously with a weird expression.
“Although my salary is very low now, I will work very hard,” Firis said determinedly as she was stared at by the two of them. She simply couldn’t let the princess work.
“Let’s talk about this later. I am willing to contribute to the Night Elves’ case too,” Mag consoled.
“Boss, you are simply marvellous.” Firis looked at Mag, feeling very touched. She hadn’t expected Mag was willing to do so much for the Night Elves because of her. She didn’t know how to repay him.
“No worries, no worries. I will go and cook first.” Mag walked to the kitchen, feeling rather embarrassed. It was his duty to earn money to let his wife spend.
“Since Firis is already back, can I stop coming to work from now on? I don’t think I am needed anymore?” Camilla asked when she came to the restaurant and saw Firis cutting all sorts of ingredients perfectly with wind blades.
“We have signed a year’s contract, and since we have added in the hot pot, the ingredient usage has doubled too. Now that Firis is back, both of your workloads could decrease quite a bit. Hence, it’s better for you to stay.” Mag shook his head at Camilla. The restaurant needed manpower the most now, so there was no way he would let go of someone who could work so easily.