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

“Alright.” Brunhilde nodded.

He was still a little confused and couldn't understand why Cecilia didn't order what she wanted to eat herself, but let him order, and then he would order what she wanted to eat.

Does it make any difference to restaurants? Aren't they all just making the exact same food?

But Brunhilde wouldn't say much about Cecilia's occasional whims; she herself had been a girl and knew that sometimes reason didn't matter.

"This pungent, nauseating scent of romance is enough to make anyone in love lose their IQ," Siegfried laughed in the video, pointing out the problem without any restraint. "Lia, this is no different from you ordering spaghetti yourself, is it?"

Cecilia's smile faded, and she looked coldly at Siegfried, who thought himself to be of normal intelligence.

At this moment, the waiter, who had been smiling the whole time, served the food. He thoughtfully placed the pasta and beef burger in the middle of the table so that people on both sides could easily reach them.

Then Cecilia cut off a small piece of hamburger, picked it up, and held it to Brunhilde's mouth. After he swallowed it, she blinked her big blue eyes and looked at him expectantly, "Now that I've fed you, you have to feed me."

Brunhilde suddenly realized, and then he naturally rolled up the spaghetti and fed it to her. Cecilia happily bit into it, and then took turns feeding her.

"Tsk." Siegfried felt a pang of irritation in his teeth. This shop's pasta was awful; he could practically smell the sourness through the screen!

It's so hard to break into this atmosphere where no one else is around. One of them is my dear brother, and the other is my dear girlfriend, but I feel like I'm the only one who's excluded!

Cecilia was completely absorbed in the sweetness of eating each other's food. Despite being in public, she couldn't resist wanting to jump into Brunhilde's arms. Although the little Ragdoll cat probably didn't weigh as much as her, the little guy was quite strong when holding her, and Cecilia had enjoyed the bliss of embracing and kissing many times before.

Unfortunately, this is a public place, and there are waiters and several other customers around. Ahhh, if only everyone could just disappear! Right now, I'll eat Bubu!

The pasta was indeed not very good. Cecilia used to love it, but after eating Brunhilde's cooking for so long, she suddenly realized that this kind of pasta was nothing special, not even as good as the simple noodles Brunhilde casually whipped up for breakfast in three minutes. She didn't like the mushrooms in the pasta, so she picked them out and set them aside, then went to eat the hamburger patty from Brunhilde's burger.

Brunhilde naturally reached for the mushrooms on Cecilia's plate. Although he was never short of money and lived a rather refined life, Brunhilde rarely wasted food. He often ate with Cecilia and had gotten used to taking food from her bowl.

To some extent, the noble upbringing of the Shaniat and Kaslana families is no longer valid when it's just the two of them alone.

"By the way, Bubu, I hacked the security cameras in your mansion, and I can see everything clearly now!" Siegfried, unwilling to just watch these two lovebirds being affectionate, decided to immediately change the subject. "You're not allowed to be all lovey-dovey all the time, I can see everything! I can even see your private moments, since we're already in this kind of relationship anyway, Bubu, aren't you afraid of being seen naked by your older sister?"

Brunhilde had grown accustomed to being monitored. As an ordinary person living on the supernatural side, he was practically immune to the girls' anxiety and panic whenever he was no longer under surveillance. Claire had installed surveillance cameras, Cecilia had installed surveillance cameras, Shigure Kira had installed surveillance cameras… He was constantly being watched, so he had long since stopped caring.

"Really?" Cecilia tilted her head. "What can you see? Tell me?"

Siegfried glanced smugly at the completely calm Brunhilde, and snorted. Although she felt that her younger brother had no scruples about matters of the heart, she still wanted to provoke Brunhilde's sense of shame.

"Let me tell you how clearly I saw it, my camera has ten million pixels! Last week I watched you and all your little girlfriends and wives all night long...tsk tsk tsk, I examined every frame in detail, every frame is full of amazing human aesthetics and sexy movement tension, every frame is so hot and charming! It made my heart race!" Siegfried said proudly, "It's so clear, Bubba, you're amazing."

Brunhilde glanced at the woman on her phone, her face expressionless. Cecilia lowered her head, seemingly annoyed.

"Then the footage from your camera isn't very clear."

"How can you not know?"

“If you knew the truth, you wouldn’t have said that the woman in bed was my little girlfriend or wife.” Brunhilde’s lips curled up slightly. “That’s your little girlfriend or wife, sis.”

Cecilia couldn't help herself and pinched his thigh hard under the table. Then she covered her mouth, trying not to laugh, her eyes full of amusement.

"You two bastards!" Siegfried realized what was happening and flew into a rage, a mixture of jealousy, resentment, and anger. He slammed his fist on the table several times before finally snapping at the teasing and angrily slamming his phone down.

How could this be? It's the first time I've fallen in love with a boy, and the first time I've fallen in love with a girl. Two joys intertwined should have brought double the happiness... but why am I the only one who can't experience it?

They're back to just the two of them.

Cecilia bit her fork, her face flushed.

“Actually, honey, you don’t need to spend so much time with me,” she said to Brunhilde, sounding somewhat insincere. “Sometimes, I also feel that it’s… a little unfair to them. Everyone likes you, you should give them more attention too, like Ziffer, Kira… and many other girls. I haven’t asked you to cling to me…”

Brunhilde thought she was really cute, and although she said it rather reluctantly, she still said it in a very saintly manner.

"You are all incredibly talented girls. Even just looking at your faces, you are all top-tier beauties. You could become an idol overnight. You are all so adorable! Don't show favoritism."

Brunhilde neither refuted nor responded, but simply looked at her and smiled.

Forget being a wife, Cecilia is actually a mother. But this outfit of a sailor uniform pleated skirt and platform wedge heels still gives her the innocent look of a high school girl.

This woman truly never grows up, just like she feels that her sisters will always be happy, skipping and jumping together. Time seems to leave no mark on them; the youthful beauty of these girls never fades.

"They...get jealous too."

Cecilia said somewhat melancholy, she could sense that Siegfried wasn't just pretending to be angry when he hung up the phone; perhaps... perhaps there was a little bit of annoyance in it. Like Shi Yu Qi Luo, Cheng Li Xue... even Theresa?

She was clearly this little Ragdoll cat's woman too, and she had given him everything she had that was most precious to her, but... she couldn't receive the same fulfilling love as Cecilia.

Who wouldn't be jealous? Who wouldn't get angry? Even if you try to confuse the issue with terms like "sisters," "friends," or "together," you'll still feel sad, right?

“Maybe,” Brunhilde finally said.

"That……"

“But Leah, if I upset you, if I make you angry,” Brunhilde said slowly, “that’s much worse than them being jealous. If you’re upset, they really won’t let me off the hook.”

Chapter 85 Brunhilde, he's of average build!

Poor mother-in-law/daughter-in-law relationships are nothing new. This has been a human problem throughout history. Even in the realm of the supernatural, where gods and women dominate, it's common for girls to complain about their mothers-in-law, or even wish the other woman were dead.

After all, in most cases, a son in a family is cared for and pampered by his mother for ten or twenty years, living under the same roof. But the son, who is still a child in his mother's eyes, suddenly has a woman to accompany him for the rest of his life, and they have to move out together, rarely seeing each other again... This can be quite disheartening.

If they have to live together, there will be even more conflicts. The scheming and infighting between women has been a well-known phenomenon since ancient times. Two women who can't stand each other are the central characters in many long and tedious TV dramas.

This is true in both China and Northern Europe.

The problem is... Cecilia doesn't think she's done anything that would displease Claire, and Claire isn't the kind of mother-in-law who's always causing trouble... The most important thing is that she's nominally married to Siegfried, and Claire doesn't know about her relationship with Brunhilde, so why is she always subtly hostile towards her?

“Miss Claire is actually still young, beautiful, and composed, but when I met her, I still felt like she was targeting me a bit.” Cecilia held his hand as they strolled down the street, glancing at his face. Not having to take care of the children or have much work, just walking with her beloved Ragdoll cat was truly delightful; even chatting about everyday things would be nice.

“Claire… probably knows about us.” Brunhilde knew that sometimes keeping it from Cecilia could backfire, so revealing some information would make things easier.

He really disliked deceiving Cecilia, but he knew it was best to keep it to himself like Siegfried and Claire, and never let it be revealed for the rest of his life.

“Even if she knows…so what if she knows! Phil is willing, we love each other, why is she making such a fuss!” Cecilia rarely spoke so capriciously, not afraid of angering Brunhilde, since Brunhilde didn’t particularly like Claire either. “You and Phil have compromised for so long for the future of the Kaslana family, and now she wants to interfere with marriage and starting a family? She’s so nosy!”

Cecilia sensed that Claire was still unhappy with their reckless behavior; after all, a wedding for three was indeed a bit too... excessive. Brunhilde couldn't bear to tell her that Claire herself didn't actually care about Siegfried's wedding, or even about Siegfried's life; she only cared about herself.

“She doesn’t seem to have any feelings for Kiana either… She said she wanted a child to keep her company, but she hasn’t even come to see Kiana,” Cecilia whispered. “She really doesn’t like me…”

"It doesn't matter, you don't need the kindness of a vicious person."

“Vicious? That’s a bit too much.” Despite her complaint, Cecilia instinctively retorted, letting out a soft moan, a hint of coquetry in her voice. Her low spirits, coupled with this coquettishness, made her somewhat endearing.

"Bubu, I always feel like Claire... is she really your mother?"

She finally asked the question, a question that was somewhat impolite, but Cecilia didn't care whether Brunhilde would be upset. She was really hesitant, and she really wanted to ask.

Brunhilde's expression was usually aloof, rarely showing a "bitter smile," so his expression was somewhat stiff at this moment, making it difficult to express that bitter smile. In the end, he could only stand still and turn around to look at her.

“As I said before, Claire is an extremely egotistical person. She loves extreme sports, so she abandoned us to do the Ozaki Hexagram, and even when she almost died, she didn’t call back once; she wanted a child, so she just found a man who had a crush on her for many years, had her genes extracted to give birth to my sister and me, but then imprisoned that man and wouldn’t even let him see her; she has no respect for anyone, and as a member of the ‘Knight’ family, she doesn’t even have a shred of pity for ordinary people, which is a disgrace to the name Kaslana… In short, apart from a pretty face and undeniable strength, she has no redeeming qualities. You don’t need to care if she has a problem with you, because she can have problems with anyone. She just doesn’t hesitate to deal with ordinary people, but you, Sister Leah, you’re too powerful for her to handle.”

Brunhilde looked into her eyes. Although he was a few centimeters shorter than Cecilia, he was a boy after all, so he didn't feel inferior. On the contrary, his aura was somewhat domineering and intimidating.

There's no need to say much about Claire and his sins; he just needs to let Cecilia know to be wary of Claire and to ignore her.

In terms of strength, status, and reputation, Claire has no right to threaten Cecilia. It's enough for Cecilia to simply treat her as a stranger.

“But she loves you very much.” Cecilia recalled how she felt when she saw Claire that morning. Claire was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding Brunhilde’s shoulders, her alluring crimson eyes gazing at Brunhilde with boundless affection… that intense, undisguised possessiveness showed that Claire’s love for him was at least genuine.

But if a mother truly loves her child, why would she be so hostile towards her child's girlfriend?

Besides, Claire knew perfectly well that all the idols at Brunhilde's entertainment company were her girlfriends. Being just girlfriends didn't make her feel unbalanced; she didn't even really care about Shigure Kira and the others. Surely my face couldn't be more unpleasant than Shigure Kira's...

Brunhilde was silent for a moment. He thought about it and decided there was no need to hide it anymore. Since Cecilia had noticed so much, it would be better to let her know just how dangerous Claire was to her... That would be good.

“Because she can sense that only you pose a threat to her,” Brunhilde stated calmly. “After all, I can tolerate everything about her just for your sake.”

"what?"

Cecilia involuntarily straightened up, her beautiful blue eyes staring blankly at him. Her long eyelashes trembled, her lips parted slightly and then closed again, and before she knew it, she had already pinned Brunhilde against the telephone pole.

Passersby walked around the area, marveling at the scene. To them, it was simply a beautiful white-haired older sister suddenly pinning down an equally beautiful younger sister, preparing to fight. Everyone loves watching pretty girls fight. If it were a fight between a man and a woman, someone might intervene, but when it's two women fighting, everyone just watches.

Brunhilde leaned upright against the telephone pole, seemingly oblivious to her expression. She simply tugged at her collar and looked up at her again. "Yes, you're right. Her hatred for you is just pure jealousy. Jealous that you took...me away."

“I…” Cecilia was already shocked by Wessex. She hurriedly put Brunhilde down, her mind a mess. She took a few steps forward, then turned back, bumped into a bus stop sign, and then ran outside for a while, clutching her forehead.

Finally, after rounding an intersection, Cecilia murmured softly, standing beside Brunhilde. Without looking at him, she fiddled with her long hair and finally said calmly in a low voice, "Miss Claire...to you..."

"She didn't even want me to have a family; she wanted me to be with her forever."

Cecilia pressed her right hand to her chest and took several deep breaths.

“This is Claire, my mother, the reason she’ll always resent you. In fact, she even took Kiana’s DNA for a paternity test. She was terrified of getting answers about Kiana and me. Luckily, my sister got in touch with the hospital.” Brunhilde took a sip of water, threw the bottle into a roadside trash can, and sighed. “She’s always watching me, so you and I couldn’t be kept in the dark from her. She even went to extremes… Ha, guess how she got your DNA? She ambushed us downstairs. After we took out the trash, she found our discarded sheets in the garbage dump and extracted our DNA.”

"How could she be so perverted!" Cecilia felt her cheeks burning.

Having a relationship with Brunhilde would be a major scandal for both the Kaslana and Shaniat families if it got out. Claire's obsession with children was truly appalling... thankfully, she had the sense to keep it quiet!

Moreover, finding a DNA sample is something you definitely can't ask someone else to do; what if the scandal gets exposed? Just thinking about Claire, such a graceful and elegant young woman, wearing a low-cut dress and expensive designer stockings, bending over and rummaging through trash at a garbage dump... made her feel utterly disillusioned.

"What kind of mother is so clingy to her son! Give him some freedom! How awful, I'm going to take her precious son away anyway! Bubu, you can't stay in this kind of family environment anymore, what if you become a bad influence too!" Cecilia was furious, but at the same time, she felt a little scared... Luckily, it was discovered early, and Brunhilde was honest... If it had been discovered any later, the consequences would have been unimaginable!

Even if Brunhilde had no other thoughts now, Cecilia still felt a chill run down her spine just thinking about Claire's stunningly beautiful and noble face, and her far more alluring charm! Who could resist that? Even as a saint, she would have a hard time resisting a bewitching beauty like Claire!

Brunhilde forced a smile, suppressing the guilt in her heart. He had indeed been honest enough, but... ha.

……

Cecilia was finally on guard against Claire, and Brunhilde was relieved of her greatest worry.

We walked home from near Moscow State University, bickering and laughing all the way.

Meanwhile, at the hotel, Claire had already instructed the staff to pack Brunhilde's belongings and send them back to the mansion where Cecilia and Brunhilde were staying.

Brunhilde had been taking her graduate school entrance exams for several days and had indeed brought quite a few clothes. But the real overload was actually Claire's clothes, because she was ruining several sets of silk nightgowns and sheer stockings every day.