Mrs. You Wouldn't Want to...

Benita Nordman is a young Housewife whose husband is an executive at a company. Even though they send their two children to private schools, they are still quite well-off.

Even a life of luxury isn't without its troubles. For example, after she became a full-time Housewife, there were always some mentally unstable people who verbally attacked her, as if she were some kind of social parasite.

But as a modern woman who graduated from a respectable university, Benita didn't care about such insults at all. She even often expressed her love for her current life on social media accounts, and denounced those who inexplicably harassed her as "unmarriageable," "unattractive," "envious of other people's lives," and "ugly women." She also maintained good relationships with other Housewife in the community so as not to be isolated and helpless when she got caught up in the war of words.

It turns out that Housewife only need to manage household chores have far more free time than career women who need to work to earn money. And online, free time means Combat Power.

After posting her thoughts on a popular forum, Benita Nordman closed the webpage with satisfaction, ignoring what those crazy women said afterward. She opened a local community group chat and started chatting with the Housewife in the neighborhood.

This is her daily routine, not only to build good relationships with her neighbors, but also to gather more information, from which ingredients are currently cheap and which are about to increase in price, to the rankings of prestigious universities and how to better educate her children... Just as salespeople need to master customer information, Housewife also have their own battlefield.

"Have you heard? The security situation has been terrible lately. There have been several heinous murders in the Qiaowude District. The perpetrators attempted to kill their victims, but the victims returned home and then, in front of their families,..."

"I really don't know what the Xivilas Field is doing. They haven't caught the criminal after all this time. I'm now on edge every time I go grocery shopping."

"I heard it was a terrorist attack? The cathedral in the East District was bombed! Apparently, it was in response to the Bekeland Olympics..."

"They shouldn't be together, right? There was a murder on the Tassok River last night; the victim was a prostitute. Some people are saying she's some kind of new-age Jack the Ripper..."

"Don't even mention the distant past. There's a pervert in the next neighborhood lately who's been slipping letters with the child's name on them into people's homes, and they even fake the writing style of that Harry Potter school from Harry Potter. It's obviously a pervert..."

"That's right, that's right. They even investigated the child's name thoroughly. It's disgusting! Everyone should keep a close eye on their children and not let this pervert fool them!"

Watching the Housewife chat, Benita secretly rejoiced that both of her children attended full-time boarding schools and that the neighborhood they lived in had a fairly good security environment, so she didn't have to worry about being targeted by perverts. However, she knew very well that some things she said would make people uncomfortable, so she echoed a few words and joined the conversation.

After chatting for about two hours, Benita's phone alarm went off. She took out her phone, turned off the alarm, got up, grabbed her shopping cart, and headed to the supermarket to buy ingredients for tonight's dinner.

There's not much to say about the purchasing process, but just as she was about to get home, Benita unexpectedly ran into an acquaintance.

"Good afternoon, Officer Pomleys!"

Upon hearing the greeting, the middle-aged policeman in uniform immediately turned around, paused for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Nordman. Would you like mashed potatoes for dinner today?"

"Hmm, the potatoes at the supermarket are pretty good today." After chatting casually with the community police officer for a few moments, Benita finally asked the question she had been curious about:

"Officer Pomleys, are you on patrol?"

"Yes, things haven't been peaceful in Bekeland lately. There have even been several vicious home invasions and murders. I heard it's alarmed the Empress, and even the sheriff and inspector have been patrolling the streets..." The community police officer named Pomless said with a hint of complaint, then, seemingly realizing that it wasn't appropriate for a police officer to display such a negative attitude, he quickly added:

"Mrs. Nordman, please be careful when you go out these days. Make sure to set up the emergency alarm function on your phone!"

"Is it that serious?" Benita's expression also became quite serious. Although the community where she lived was very safe, judging from what the other party said, it was clearly more than just a simple routine.

"Currently, it's mainly in the East District and Qiaowude District, but haven't there been rumors of LT (lesbian) fetishes on the next street recently? Anyway, it's always better to be careful!"

Hearing Pontres's seemingly casual reply, Benita suddenly felt a sense of danger everywhere, but since this was the neighborhood she had lived in for many years, she quickly overcame her psychological barrier.

It must be said that Pomrace was indeed a warm-hearted and responsible policeman. Although he didn't say it, he chatted with Benita all the way to her doorstep before saying goodbye and leaving.

As the key turned, Benita finally relaxed a little, and only breathed a sigh of relief when the Room Door closed again.

"Am I being too nervous? I guess it's true that being home alone makes me more prone to paranoia. I think I should have an afternoon tea party with the ladies from the neighborhood tomorrow."

As Benita put the groceries she had just bought into the kitchen, she muttered to herself, her enthusiasm for cooking suddenly waning.

"Alright, let's just make something simple today. If we save the ingredients, we won't need to go out to buy groceries tomorrow. Jones and I can go grocery shopping together the day after... Hmm, in that case, should we get a bigger refrigerator...?"

Benita peeled potatoes while talking to herself. In the past, cooking with fresh ingredients every day was a source of pride for her as a full-time Housewife, but the recent situation had forced her to start thinking about food storage.

But just then, she suddenly felt two gentle pats on her back, and at the same time, a gentle voice with a touch of poetic quality came from behind her:

"Madam, being distracted while cooking is an insult to the ingredients!"

Benita's heart sank to the bottom upon hearing the strange man's voice. She couldn't help but recall the news she had seen earlier, and she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. She wanted to beg for mercy, but found that she couldn't make a sound. As the man in the black suit and wearing a white half-mask came into view, her fear intensified.

Tears streamed down Benita's cheeks uncontrollably, but she discovered that the man was standing in her usual "work" spot, processing the groceries she had just bought with dazzling movements.

"Madam, the kitchen is not a good place to cry. You wouldn't want your husband's dinner to taste like your tears, would you?"

In Victoria, people love to play the "diode" game. If you're not a friend, you're definitely an enemy. It's as if there's no option for strangers. They even nitpick over classic terms, Tag them as backward, discriminatory, uncivilized, etc., to highlight their supposedly superior stance.

This environment has led to many ordinary people who had no intention of engaging in debate being forcibly dragged onto the chariot of war, and then, after enduring all kinds of insults and condemnations, becoming just as divisive in their own way.

Being a full-time Housewife is a fairly common profession in Victoria. Although there isn't the same concept as in East Asia that "women should be Housewife," many women become full-time Housewife due to reasons such as unemployment, disliking the workplace, or enjoying Housewife.

Ultimately, however, women who can be full-time Housewife in Victoria tend to come from relatively well-off families (at least their husbands' income is enough to support the whole family). In addition, these wives have far more time and leisure than those who need to earn money on a regular basis. When forced to the opposite side, their Combat Power is unexpectedly strong.