Didn't you go to Teyvat to earn money to support me?

This way of displaying his charm to the fullest extent could only have been taught to him by his mother, Claire. After all, she was Claire; if she wanted to, her seductive advances could even lead someone to cross the most taboo path in the world. How could he possibly tolerate a child raised by her?

"Are you going to train this child to become an apprentice?" Cecilia asked curiously.

This practice does exist in Valkyrie stories, where a powerful Valkyrie raises a young girl from childhood, nurturing her to be her successor. Generally, this is done by Valkyries who are unmarried and childless, forming a master-disciple relationship with their disciple that resembles that of a mother and daughter.

But Claire has children, two of them, and both of them are quite capable. Logically, she shouldn't need to, right?

"Can't I?" Claire countered, then laughed. "I didn't fulfill my maternal responsibilities towards Bubu and Phil when they were little, and now that they're grown up, they don't need me to anymore. How should I put it, I suddenly want to experience what it's like to be a mother, so let's try it with little Rita. After all, the experience of raising a child from a young age is still quite novel for me!"

"Just for your own curiosity? You neglect your own child and do whatever you want, yet you say you want to experience motherhood again?" Brunhilde almost laughed out loud. He knew this woman was extremely selfish and willful, but he never expected her to keep pushing his boundaries. "Don't interfere with other people's children growing up normally. Do their families even agree to this?"

“Of course I agree! I’m a Valkyrie from the top tier of Destiny, their family would be more than happy to have me,” Claire smiled.

Brunhilde felt a surge of annoyance at her smile. "It seems the other party has no idea what kind of person you are."

“There’s nothing I can do, that’s just how women are, with an irrepressible maternal instinct. I also want a treasure of my own. If you don’t want me to potentially ruin Rita’s life, then you have to take responsibility.” Claire looked tenderly at Brunhilde with her beautiful, crimson eyes. “For example… give me a child.”

Brunhilde's face turned ashen.

Cecilia finally realized what they were arguing about!

"Oh, so Miss Claire wants to raise Kiana with me..." Cecilia looked troubled. "While I understand your desire to raise a baby, Miss Claire, I am also Kiana's mother. It's better for a child to stay with her mother than her grandmother... Why don't you come and live with me, Miss Claire? That way you can raise Kiana with me..."

—So, Miss Claire is just jealous of Kiana! What a waste of your time, Saintess! So you're just jealous of me for that! But jealousy is useless! Kiana is my daughter!

Cecilia was smug, but also felt a little guilty. After all, she hadn't taken care of Claire's feelings all these years. After all, Claire was Kiana's...grandmother.

Claire and Brunhilde covered their faces simultaneously.

"No, thank you, Miss Saintess. If I want a child, I will try my best," Claire said earnestly.

"Ah... herself? At such an old age, can Miss Claire still have children?"

"I'm only in my early thirties!"

"Thirty-eight is also in your early thirties?" Brunhilde sneered.

"Oh, by the way, Miss Claire seems to have a lover outside, right?"

"You're spouting nonsense! How could I... Oh yes, it is true, there is one, there is one."

"Hey, if you really have a child... Bubu, what do you think?" Cecilia asked curiously.

“There will absolutely not be a child!” Brunhilde said firmly.

"Oh? It seems you don't really like your younger siblings, Bubu? What, with your money-grubbing nature, are you afraid of having another person share the Kaslana family fortune with you?"

"Sister Leah, please shut up."

"Don't worry, Miss Saint, how could he not like it... He's just saying that."

"How am I being hypocritical!"

“Hmm… because we actually got along very well last night? You didn’t resist at all.” Claire winked playfully at Brunhilde, raised her glass, and gently clinked it against his. “So harmonious, everyone had a good time.”

"..."

Claire's clever little Rita fell silent in Claire's arms, pondering the conversation, when suddenly a cold sweat broke out on her back.

She knew she was precocious and thought in a more adult way, and if viewed through adult logic, the relationship between these three people...

"It seems to be something that shouldn't pass censorship..."

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After leaving the university campus, Brunhild couldn't stand being with Claire anymore. He found an opportunity to be alone with Claire and warned her, almost through gritted teeth, to leave immediately, or he would stop pretending and start a fight with her right there!

Claire was very disappointed, but it was clear that what she had done today had approached the limit of Brunhilde's tolerance. Brunhilde would never let Cecilia know about his and Claire's secret, and her actions of crossing the line all day had Brunhilde on edge.

If things continued to fall apart, the storyline would break down. Claire had a good grasp of Ragdoll cat's limits, so she gracefully kissed Cecilia goodbye in front of her, despite his extreme reluctance, and calmly went back.

Brunhilde didn't know where they were going, nor was he interested in finding out which hotel Claire was staying at in Moscow.

With their formidable enemy gone, Brunhilde and Cecilia were finally able to spend some time alone, so they went to a hamburger joint in Moscow for dinner.

“How sad,” Brunhilde sighed.

"Honey, are you being all artsy again?" Cecilia chuckled, linking her arm with his.

When Claire was around, she would never have dared to utter the word "baby." But once Claire left, the right to use that word immediately fell into her hands.

Occasionally, Siegfried, Shigure Kira, or other girls would use this word, but they usually used it in the bedroom, along with some intermittent interjections.

“Hamburgers are a German delicacy. Ten years ago, it was impossible to open a shop selling this food openly in the Soviet Union. Now, it’s open on the streets of Moscow,” Brunhilde said in a low voice.

"But I think this was one of the few mistakes the Soviet Union made. Okay, come in!"

Chapter 84 A One-Day Date with the Saintess

In Moscow's propaganda, hamburgers were portrayed as imperialist junk food, deceiving young people with a barely palatable taste while actually causing them to consume excessive amounts of carbohydrates, fats, and sodium. They were extremely high in calories and very low in vitamins, serving as a sugar-coated bullet that corrupted Soviet youth.

But Brunhilde found it hard to understand adding ideology to food. From the Cold War between the US and the Soviet Union to the present day, Europeans have even sanctioned cats in Moscow, and Moscow has even discriminated against German hamburgers. It's really inexplicable.

“God said, bread is good, lettuce is good, tomatoes are good, beef is good, cheese and butter are still good, so why isn’t a hamburger good?” Cecilia sat across from him, resting her chin on her hand, and blinked at him.

“That’s easy to understand. I’ve studied Chinese cuisine. In Chinese terms, a hamburger is a food that contains the five elements of metal, water, earth, and fire. It lacks the element of wood, so it’s deficient in both yin and yang and has an outward manifestation of evil energy.” Brunhilde calmly spouted nonsense.

"Eh?"

"The Five Elements are lacking wood, so the hamburger needs double lettuce and tomatoes to strengthen its foundation. However, wood generates fire, which leads to an imbalance of yin and yang, so water is needed to control fire. A large bottle of cola is added to support the body's resistance, dispel evil, balance yin and yang, guide food into the spleen and stomach, and regulate qi and harmonize the middle jiao."

Since Cecilia didn't understand this anyway, Brunhilde spoke recklessly, enjoying Cecilia's adorable expression of confusion and admiration.

The burger joint wasn't very big on the first floor, but the second floor was spacious and not crowded. The two of them could sit and chat casually without worrying about their appearance, and then Cecilia picked up the menu and started looking at it.

At that moment, Brunhilde's phone rang, and he took it out to find it was a call from Siegfried.

Recently, Destiny has rolled out video calling services, and it's rumored that a company called Apple will soon be turning video communication into a consumer business. Brunhilde answered the video call, and sure enough, a tired-looking Siegfried was slumped over his desk in the office background. She had taken off her suit jacket, revealing her beautiful figure. It seemed there was no one else outside, and the office door was locked, so there was no need to pretend to be a man.

"Boo-boo-boo—" Siegfried's mournful voice rang out in the video, as if she were barely clinging to life, "Sis, I don't want to go to work—"

Siegfried has been like this ever since she started managing the family business. She is a free spirit and a womanizer who spends her days riding horses, hunting, chasing women, and drinking. She thought that she could do whatever she wanted now that she was officially the head of the family, but she ended up stuck in Norway and couldn't get out. The affairs of the Nordic branch made it impossible for her to travel abroad.

While Brunhilde and Cecilia were on vacation, Siegfried could only watch longingly from his office as they sent back photos every day.

"Why won't you support me?! Shouldn't boys take on the responsibility of supporting their families?" Siegfried slammed her fist on the table in jealousy. She was even more exasperated when she saw Brunhilde leisurely ordering food at some small restaurant. "Theoretically, you should be working while I go out and have fun!"

"I'm just an ordinary person, I can't compare to the Valkyrie's workload. My main focus is still on training teenage idols. Sis, you could actually do a cameo role too, you're not bad at all."

"Is that an idol group? It's more like your harem group! Who raises idols just to sleep with them?"

"Most of the entertainment companies I know are like that."

Siegfried looked shocked by the dark side of society.

“Other idol companies also have their artists accompany clients,” Cecilia added. “That shows the advantage of Sugar Dew Star Cream. Kira and the others only need to deal with Bubu.”

"Kira and the others need to be careful. You can't get pregnant if you want to be idols... Anyway, based on what I know about you, even if it's not your safe period, you definitely won't use contraception, right?"

Cecilia pouted, "If the odds are really that small... then it would be perfect to give Kiana a little sister."

The conversation was lighthearted, but when Kiana was mentioned, Siegfried realized something: "Where's Kiana? You two are enjoying some alone time, what about the baby?"

"Aunt Theresa is taking care of the children; she helps with picking them up and dropping them off at kindergarten."

"That's so irresponsible!"

"Aren't you the irresponsible one? You're still on the other side of the world, while Kiana keeps saying she wants to see her mother but can't."

Siegfried paused, then turned his face away. "What? Cecilia is clearly the mother..."

"One mother, one mom, that's normal."

“Then what you call…” Siegfried pouted, but after a long silence, she still couldn’t say it. Finally, she said in a low voice, somewhat unwillingly, “Kiana doesn’t resemble me at all…she is clearly…”

"Stop!" Cecilia said with a smile. "Let's not continue this topic, Phil. Kiana is your daughter too."

"Uh……"

You promised, didn't you?

"Okay, okay, I'll remember!" Siegfried looked embarrassed and annoyed. She really didn't want to recall this topic. Once she did, she couldn't help but think of the ridiculous story the three of them had told a few years ago.

She glared angrily at Brunhilde, "Brother, you have to take responsibility!"

"Huh? What responsibility do I bear?"

"Cecilia already has a daughter, and what about me!"

"Kiana is your daughter too."

"No, no, no! What about mine? What about my child?!" Siegfried slammed his fist on the table, shouting angrily, "You can't act like a newlywed couple with Cecilia every day! I'm the one who married Cecilia! I gave you permission to live like this! You have to treat everyone equally, do you know what equal treatment means? I want everything Cecilia has!"

Regardless of Siegfried's erratic behavior, Brunhilde and Cecilia began ordering food.

“I just want a double beef burger,” Brunhilde said.

Would you like some cheese spaghetti?

"I don't eat Italian pasta, I only eat Chinese noodles."

"But I'll eat it."

"Then you should order pasta."

“No, I want you to order, Bubu. Then I’ll order burgers. I’ll get one double beef burger, one chicken burger, and one vegetable burger. You can have all of those.” Cecilia buried her head in the menu, writing and drawing, and then handed it to the waiter who was trying not to laugh.