"She's already my family. Whether knives or meteors rain from the sky, I'll spend my whole life protecting her." Twilight spouted this nonsense with a perfectly straight face.
Yuri's eyes widened, his mouth hanging slightly open. Richie heard his uncle think, Knives? I'm confident I could block those, but meteors? Could this man actually be an incredible fighter? Can he stop meteors?
Richie lifted his proud little face and blew his bangs aside with swagger. Of course. Either Dad or Mom could wipe the floor with you all by themselves.
Still, Dad actually gave that ridiculous exaggeration serious thought just now. Even in a situation like this, he can reel off lies without missing a beat. That's Dad for you.
Under Twilight's unwavering gaze, Yuri grew angry with embarrassment and began throwing a tantrum. "A-anyone can talk big!"
"You liar!" Yuri pointed at Twilight and shouted, his voice knocking over the wineglass on the coffee table.
Yor hurriedly pulled out a handkerchief to clean up the spilled red wine. "Yuri's been so clumsy ever since he was little."
"It's fine, it's fine," Twilight said, trying to help Yor clean up the wine on the table, though there was little he could do.
Inside, however, he thought, Do I look like a liar? Has he seen through me? That shouldn't be possible. No, it's impossible!
Having reassured himself, Twilight Dad picked up a cloth to wipe the table clean.
Yor righted the wineglass and placed her hand on the cloth as well.
Without warning, their hands touched, his large hand covering her slender one. Their eyes met, and their cheeks flushed.
Richie snickered. Mom and Dad are being so lovey-dovey.
The instant their hands touched, both Twilight and Yor felt as though they had been shocked, their bodies tingling and their