An Unorthodox Guide to Conquering Another World

"Her personality and behavior are just like a child's; she likes to leave things lying around, and she calls for Ilsa whenever something happens..."

Ilsa snorted and looked away: "It makes it seem like I've really become your mother..."

Chapter 120 Ilsa's Mother's Bedtime Routine

"Haven't we always been like this, Mom?" Ya Feng called out.

“Oh!” Ilsa stuck out her little tongue at him.

Although she was reluctant to admit it, every time Ya Feng called her "Mom," it did bring her a strange sense of satisfaction.

This is probably what happens when you get used to something and then gradually accept it...

"Oh, by the way, since we're on the topic, what kind of reward would you like if you did well on your midterm exams?" Ya Feng suddenly asked.

"What, that counts as doing well on the exam?"

"At least in the top ten of the class."

"I'm now in the top ten of my class..."

"Then let's make it to the top five. If you get that score, I'll give you a reward, how about that?" Ya Feng said.

"What kind of reward?"

"Let's go to Rainbow Park and then buy ice cream and a deluxe kids' meal."

"I've already told you I'm not a child..."

“I know, that’s why I bought this for myself.”

"Oh..."

Ilsa was already used to it.

"Ilsa, is there anything you particularly want?" Ya Feng asked directly.

"I just remembered that we've been together for so long, but I've never given you anything."

“As long as you’re alright,” Ilsa said.

"That's really a classic, strong motherly statement," Ya Feng sighed.

"Oh... I've thought of a very meaningful gift, but I don't know if you'll like it."

"what?"

"Come here and I'll tell you." Ya Feng beckoned to her with his finger.

Ilsa moved over and lay down next to him, so close that she could feel his body temperature.

Ya Feng whispered in her ear, "Wash Mom's feet yourself."

"Idiot! You didn't mean to wash my feet, did you?"

"This is a chance to show my filial piety. Seeing you busy in the kitchen and around the house every day makes my heart ache, so I want to let you experience being taken care of..." Ya Feng sighed.

"If you stay home and behave well, you're helping me out..."

But Ilsa is indeed tired now, because she not only has to take care of Afong and Zeshita, but also Xiao Guang. And sometimes these three are no different from children, making her feel like an old mother with three kids.

"Don't you really want to give it a try?" Ya Feng asked.

"Alright, it's getting late, go to sleep," Ilsa said.

"Sigh... I was really sleepy, but you woke me up and I'm wide awake now." Ya Feng scratched his head.

"So what do you want? Do you want me to tell you a story and pat your back to lull you to sleep?" Ilsa said helplessly.

“That works too.” Ya Feng’s eyes lit up.

"You rascal..."

Ilsa shook her head.

"Come on, lie down."

She spoke to Ya Feng, then propped herself up slightly, stretched a hand out from under the covers, placed it on his chest, and gently patted it. Then she began to tell Xiao Guang the story of the black rabbit and the gray rabbit that she had just told him.

Once upon a time, there was a little black rabbit and a little gray rabbit...

"Like Little Gray?"

"Just think of him as Little Gray..."

One day, the little black rabbit and the little gray rabbit helped Grandpa Goat weed in the yard...

"Don't rabbits and goats both eat grass? Isn't weeding the same as pulling up wheat?"

“This…this certainly doesn’t eat just any grass. I’ve never seen a sheep-people digging up the ground and eating grass,” Ilsa said.

"Oh, I see."

"Then... to thank them, Grandpa Goat decided to give them a basket of carrots..."

"Actually, rabbits don't like carrots; it's just that a certain cartoon was so popular that this stereotype arose..."

"Shut up, go to sleep quietly, and listen to me!"

"Mom is so fierce..."

Ya Feng had no choice but to close his eyes and stop talking, simply listening to Ilsa recite the fairy tale that he was already very familiar with.

Ilsa's voice was very pleasant, and because it was night, she instinctively lowered her voice, making it as gentle and soft as a whisper, just like a real ASMR, while patting his chest, it was like a gentle paradise that would make you fall into it.

Ya Feng yawned and fell into a deep sleep as Ilsa gently lulled him to sleep.

Finally, the gray rabbit returned the carrots to Grandpa Goat and received a packet of seeds. Through its own efforts, it harvested a whole warehouse full of carrots the following year...

After Ilsa finished telling the story, she saw that Ya Feng had tilted his head and looked drowsy.

"Ya Feng..." she called softly.

"Um...."

Ya Feng made a muffled sound that wasn't very clear.

"Asleep..."

Ilsa reached out and pulled the blanket up for him, then lay down herself, looking at the big boy beside her.

After staring at him for a while, she seemed to realize that she had unknowingly moved from the edge of the bed to his side, and there was no longer any sense of distance between them.

Ilsa's cheeks flushed slightly. She had been thinking of backing away a little, but for some reason, she suddenly felt that if she backed away now, it would mean that she was guilty, as if that would further confirm some of her thoughts.

She pursed her lips, lay down, pulled the blanket up around herself, and stared at Ya Feng.

"She's so big, why do I still have to coax her to sleep..."

She paused, shifted her gaze slightly, and then said softly:

"She's so big, yet she still needs her mom to lull her to sleep..."

Then, she slowly reached out and, as if comforting a child, stroked Ya Feng's firm chest from top to bottom. Her cheeks were flushed, and her voice, barely audible, trembled slightly.

"My sweet baby... my sweet baby..."

"Mmm...mmm..." Ya Feng murmured softly in his sleep, as if responding to her.

Although Ilsa was shy, a satisfied smile unconsciously crept onto her lips...

She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Goodnight, Mommy's sweet baby..."

...

Ilsa had a dream, and she dreamed of Ya Feng again.

However, what she saw was a calm, reserved, taciturn Ya Feng with a stern face.

She dreamt of Ya Feng, his body still wrapped in blood-stained bandages, yet he stood in a tent resembling a military camp, explaining profound magical theories to her, while she even clung to her breath.

Moreover, seeing this scene gave her an unusually familiar feeling...

It's like, I even had the exact same dream before...

While they were lecturing inside the military tent, a deep dragon's roar echoed from outside.

Then, she saw Zehita, with silver hair, lift the tent flap and walk in...

...

She woke up from her dream, staring at the ceiling, still somewhat dazed.

Turning her head, she saw Ya Feng sleeping next to her, with her arm around his.

"!"

Ilsa sat up abruptly, but quickly remembered that she had run into someone's room last night out of fear.

"Ugh... I feel so dizzy..." She covered her head and shook her head, then suddenly realized that the straps of her nightgown had completely slipped down, revealing a large area of ​​skin.

She quickly pulled him up, then subconsciously glanced at Ya Feng beside her.

Seeing that he was still asleep, she thought she should hurry back, in case someone woke up and saw her coming out of Ya Feng's room in her pajamas.

She grabbed her pillow, wanting to get out of there quickly.

But then Elena's voice came from outside:

"Hey! Xiao Guang, wait a minute! Mr. Ya Feng might still be sleeping..."

"Dad! Get up! Mother Ilsa is missing!"

Before she could react, Hikaru pushed open the door and ran in, while Mrs. Elena was still standing outside.

The moment Ilsa met Mrs. Elena's gaze, she froze.

"Mom, why did you go to find Dad after Xiaoguang fell asleep? When Xiaoguang woke up, he couldn't find you. Aunt Elina also wanted to find you." Xiaoguang blinked at her.

“No, it’s not what you think… Mrs. Elena…” Ilsa said in a trembling voice.

“Um…” Elena stiffly raised the towel in her hand: “Miss Linda, toothbrush, may I use this…?”

"yawn--"

Ya Feng then sat up, yawning and rubbing his eyes.

Good morning, Ilsa. I'm so glad you slept well last night...

"Huh?" Elina's expression froze completely.

Ilsa lowered her head; if there were a hole in the ground right now, she would definitely crawl into it at all costs.

(After a long explanation, it was finally cleared up. Elina understood why Elina went to her father because she was afraid to sleep alone after watching a horror movie.)

...

"Well then, thank you for your hospitality this time, Mr. Ya Feng, Miss Linda, please also give my regards to Miss Zeshita."

In the damp morning air, Elina thanked them with Hikari.

"It's alright. If you have time in the future, come and visit often. Treat this place like your own home," Ya Feng said.

"That's an honor," Elena said with a smile.

"Thank you too, Miss Linda. Dinner was delicious, and I look forward to having it again next time."

"You flatter me, Mrs. Elena."

"Then, see you next time."

Elena and Hikaria said goodbye to them and headed home.

"Oh... that almost caused a huge misunderstanding..." Ilsa sighed as she watched the mother and daughter walk away.

"It's a small problem. Besides, what's wrong with close family members sleeping together?" Ya Feng said.

"Hmph, you think it's so easy," Ilsa said in a low voice.

"By the way, Ilsa, you didn't do anything while I was asleep last night, did you?" Ya Feng suddenly asked.

Ilsa's expression stiffened slightly, and she turned her head away.

"What can I do? If you fall asleep, I'll fall asleep too."

"Oh...I see..." Ya Feng said.