Allen noticed the expressions on the Malfoys' faces and asked considerately, "Lucius, what we told you today... really isn't that easy to accept. Why don't you go back first, calm down, and take some time to digest it?"
"Oh, all right... no!" Narcissa nodded first, then shook her head. "Headmaster Harris, I need to stay in the kitchen... some of the dishes still aren't finished."
"Er... then you really have my thanks. Luna and I will head back to our room first..." Seeing that he couldn't send them away, Allen instead left the kitchen with his family of three.
Not long after they went out, seeing that there were no outsiders around, Helena suddenly floated in front of her parents. She had been holding these words in her heart for too long, and now she spoke much faster than her usual slightly affected tone. "Father, Mother! I really don't mind. I won't be jealous of my own brothers and sisters... they're so little! They need your care and love. Please don't give up the chance to look after them yourselves just because of my feelings or anything like that!"
"Lucius and the others would probably be very disappointed if they heard you say that reason." Allen deliberately used a very relaxed tone, but when his gaze met Helena's anxious face, he could only say in a deeper voice, "Helena, this isn't your fault. Don't be anxious..." He paused for a few seconds. "Right now, for your mother and me, the most important thing is fighting the Grim Reaper. This concerns the survival of our family, and even the entire Magical World... In fact, we originally hadn't planned to have another child at this time, because we truly don't have the time to personally look after a little baby. You know