"Useless, useless, useless!"
Earl Recar lay in the large bathtub, pointing at Old Anderson and berating him at the top of his voice.
Old Anderson kept his head lowered, his hands at his sides, and his back hunched, letting spittle and bathwater splash his face from time to time without daring to wipe them away.
People said that having an elder around to scold you in your old age was a blessing.
Well, Old Anderson felt he had a little too much of that blessing. It was about to overflow.
The Black Cat Ancestor had merely been a little eccentric. As long as you attended to her food, drink, and other needs, she eventually couldn't be bothered to waste any more words on her useless descendants.
Old Anderson felt this was probably because the Black Cat Ancestor had never been clan leader.
But the man before him had once been a clan leader in their family's history, an influential figure who had created the family's glorious pirate era. His sense of family was stronger than the Black Cat Ancestor's.
"It's been almost a year since my last awakening, hasn't it? I thought that when I woke up this time, even if I couldn't see a house full of little children running around-there might not have been enough time for that-I'd at least see a house full of pregnant women with big bellies!
"And what happened?
"What happened?
"What happened?
"Young Anderson, you're utterly useless! Not a single one!"
Smack!
His palm struck the water, sending a wave over Old Anderson and soaking him from head to toe.
Behind him, Judiya, who was scrubbing Earl Recar's back with a large brush, wore a gloating smile.
She was a bastard of the Vien Royal Family who had, by sheer coincidence, awakened Earl