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Chapter 33 Birthday (Part 2)

"Excuse me, kids, you must be accompanied by an adult like your mom or dad to go in and play."

When they went to check their tickets at the entrance, the staff stopped them.

“I’m an adult! Look, this is an adult ticket!” Yumilia pointed at her ticket and said with dissatisfaction, while also taking out her ID card and handing it over.

"This is my ID card. I've been an adult for a long time!"

The staff member took the ID card, glanced at it, and then looked at Yumilia, who was pouting and looking quite dissatisfied. His expression immediately turned awkward.

"Um, I'm so sorry, Ms. Yumilia, I... I didn't realize you were an elf. Um, the tickets are fine, please come in. Have a good time, all three of you."

Upon entering the park, Yumilia stuffed her ID card back into her bag, her cheeks slightly puffed out.

"I'm being treated like a child again."

"That's perfectly normal," Caesar chuckled to himself.

Most people would think of her as an older sister with two children, and wouldn't think of Yumilia as an adult.

"Wow, it's huge!" Ita exclaimed, her eyes practically glued to the various flashy amusement rides.

Yumilia had forgotten her earlier unpleasantness, and her eyes lit up when she saw the amusement park rides.

"Great, that's awesome! Caesar, Ita, let's go play that!" she exclaimed excitedly, even more so than Ita.

But then she seemed to suddenly remember that she was an adult, her pretty face flushed slightly, she coughed, and put on a mature and composed demeanor.

"What do you guys want to do first? I'll go with you."

"That one, that one! I want to go play on that one!" Ita pointed to the carousel over there.
"Okay, okay, then I'll go play with you."

"It must be really tough," Caesar thought to himself, watching her endure it.

And so the joyful time began. In one morning, we played on most of the rides in the amusement park: the carousel, the roller coaster, the pirate ship, and the Ferris wheel. Although it wasn't very high, you could see the whole city of Lanting and the lush green wheat fields in the distance. The scenery was quite beautiful.

Ita was happy no matter what she played, and she even received the park's mascot, a colorful star with big eyes, as a gift.

Even happier than Ita was Yumilia. Although she usually maintained a mature and composed demeanor, she revealed her childlike heart here, letting her true nature run wild. She smiled brightly on the carousel, screamed loudly on the roller coaster, and when she mingled with the children waiting to receive balloons, you couldn't tell that she was old at all.

The two girls looked so happy and cheerful, as if it were their birthday.

"Here, ice cream, one for each of you."

Yumilia handed the two of them two strawberry jam almond-covered ice cream cones.

"Thank you!" Ita took it, squinted her eyes, and started licking it with her little tongue.

It was almost noon, and everyone was tired from playing, so they rested on a bench by the park. Yumilia even went to buy an ice cream cone.

"I'll go over there and buy some snacks. You guys wait here for a bit," Yumilia said, adding that she also wanted to buy herself an ice cream cone.

"An ice cream with some nut crumbs costs one gold coin, which is twice the price outside. Prices are really high in amusement parks," Caesar thought to himself as he ate.

Snapped.

A thud came from the side; Ita's ice cream scoop had fallen to the ground, sprawling out in a heap with jam splattered everywhere.

“Slow down, licking too fast will make it fall off,” Caesar said.

Ita looked at the ball that had fallen to the ground, blinked, and tears quickly filled her eyes, her lips pursed.

“That’s life. There will be many unpleasant moments, and you should learn to bear that sense of loss,” Caesar said with a shrug.

Learning to accept loss is an important lesson in life.

But Ita's tears kept piling up, and she was about to burst into tears.

"It's just an ice cream." Caesar sighed helplessly as he looked at her, giving up on the idea of ​​teaching her, and finally handed her his own ice cream.

“Thank you, Caesar,” Ita said softly, taking the food, licking it once, and then offering it to Caesar. “Shall we eat together?”

"Forget it, ice cream gets all drooly from licking it, how can we eat it together?" Caesar said.

Ita winked at him: "Caesar, is it dirty?"

Caesar looked at her even more dejected expression, remained silent for a moment, then sighed helplessly and licked the ice cream she offered him.

After noon, the pointed tent in the amusement park that looked like a circus curtain opened, and they followed the crowd inside. Once inside, they discovered that the performance on stage was not an animal circus, but a children's show similar to a stage play.

“It seems very interesting.”

There were already quite a few people in the stadium. Yumilia led the two of them to seats in the back row, and they sat down and began to watch with great interest.

The performance depicted a classic, action-packed story of a hero battling a demon king. The hero, clad in a red cloak and wielding a golden sword, was fighting monsters dressed in mascot costumes, shouting out various cool moves and lines, which greatly excited the children watching the show.

"This can be considered a kind of costume show in some way," Caesar thought.

After the hero cleared out the monsters, a thick purple smoke enveloped the stage. When the smoke cleared, the evil demon king, dressed in a menacing manner, appeared.

As expected of the Demon King, he severely injured the hero in just a few moves, trampled him underfoot, and hurled insults at him, enraging the surrounding children.

"Oh no! Our hero has been defeated by the Demon King! What should we do? To defeat the Demon King, we need the magic wand that only the kindest and purest princess can wield. But where is there a kind and brave princess?" the narrator shouted from the sidelines.
"Which brave little princess is willing to step forward, take the magic wand, and help the hero defeat the Dark Lord!"

Immediately, many girls raised their hands.

"It's still an interactive drama, but it looks like it's only for girls," Caesar thought to himself.

Turning my head, I saw Yumilia looking eager to try.

"Are you going?" he asked.

"Oh, I, I, of course I wouldn't, after all, I'm past the age of doing such things," Yumilia said, blushing.

"Does Ita want to give it a try?"

"I...I'm not too sure," Ita said softly.

“What’s there to be afraid of?” Caesar said. “This is a great opportunity to train your adaptability. Go up and cooperate, isn’t it fun?”

"But."

"Keep it up, Ita! I really believe in you!" Yumilia encouraged her.

Seeing that she was still hesitant to raise her hand, Caesar smiled and pulled Ita's hand up.

"Huh? Caesar?" Ita said in a panic.

The host's gaze immediately turned to them, and he pointed, saying, "It's you! The little princess sitting over there!"

"You've been chosen, Ita!" Yumilia exclaimed excitedly.

But Caesar soon sensed something was wrong; the eyes of the host, and those around him, seemed to be fixed on him.

At first, he thought it was his imagination, until the host shouted directly at him, "Little princess with black hair over there! Come up and help our hero defeat the Dark Lord!"

"Uh, no, Ita, I'm talking to you." He turned his head and saw Ita already huddled in Yumilia's arms, not daring to lift her head.

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Feeling the gazes of those around him, he smiled helplessly:
Excuse me, I am...

"Let's give her a round of applause!" the host exclaimed.

The audience burst into warm applause.

"You son of a bitch."

(End of this chapter)