610 The Old Father's Thoughts

"Ball?" Cave Four, who was currently being held in a cannon-fodder body and kneaded by Inanna, looked up at the words. A trace of blankness flashed through her pink eyes as she repeated the word her father had just uttered.

"That's right, a ball!" Duke Alama puffed out his chest, his voice ringing as he tried hard to make his tone sound full of love and joy. "My dear daughter, because the war situation was so tense before, we never properly celebrated your eighteenth birthday. Now that things have eased a little, we must make up for that belated celebration! I've already sent invitations to many outstanding young people in the kingdom, inviting them to come celebrate for you and witness the radiance of the jewel of our Saint Clair family!"

"Eh—?!"

The moment she heard that many strangers would be gathering here, Inanna's brows immediately drew together, and even the motion of kneading the Puji in her hands stopped.

If she had a choice, Inanna wanted to spend her birthday in the Mushroom Garden with the Pujis.

Unfortunately, the Boss did not know her birthday, and had never asked.

She was not complaining. As far as she was concerned, Pujis probably did not have the concept of birthdays, right?

The key was that her father now wanted to bring in a large group of people she did not know at all, and had even less interest in. To her, that was no different from social torture.

She was not the sort of person who could enjoy such occasions.

Seeing his daughter's obvious resistance, Alama clasped his hands and rubbed them together in small movements, changing to a gentler, coaxing tone.

"Good girl, you are now the kingdom's youngest war hero, the rising star everyone has their eyes on. In