Flip the Coin [BL]-Chapter 462. ’Watching Flowers’ 1

My grandmother beat me with the broom that hadn’t been cleaned since who knows when, and while I ducked away, I saw Ren trying to help me, but the staff sergeant picked him up.

I chuckled and winked at the kid to tell him that we were just playing around.

Though my grandmother was definitely not playing.

The next time the broom would have hit me, most of it acidified magically, and my grandmother looked at the ten-centimeter-long wooden stick in her hands.

She looked around before looking up, where one could see a bit of black hair, as Henry seemed to have sat down on the roof again. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

"YOU!" She pointed up, but the bit of black hair didn’t move or acknowledge her.

I broke into laughter and sidestepped the remains of the broom that were thrown at me.

My grandmother took my wrist and dragged me out of the front yard, while I gave Henry, who slowly came into view the closer we got to the gate, a thumbs up.

He was again huddled together, seeming so small that it made me feel uncomfortable.

I mouthed a "don’t worry, dumb puppy" in his direction and saw him smile slightly before I was whisked through the gate.

"Now it’s literally kidnapping," I commented, given that my grandmother was still holding onto me while bringing me into the wilderness where nobody would be able to hear me cry.

Pfft, well, the wilderness contained mostly grassy fields, a few trees here and there—many more trees than in the other direction, where Henry had acidified quite a few during that one paranoid fit.

And regarding nobody being able to hear, well, Henry could definitely still hear us.

I was ignored, and from the dirt road with two cars parked, she took me to one of the said grassy fields, going in the direction of what could be called a slight forest far, FAR away.

Couldn’t we have taken the car there?

Well, she wanted to go watching flowers, so I was dragged through wild grass, where I spotted a few of them.

"Look, look, there is a daisy..." I said and was ignored.

"What a beautiful dandelion." I was further ignored, and so were the flowers, HA!

"Wow, is that a—" I started, only to get yelled at.

"CAN’T YOU BE SILENT FOR A FEW MINUTES???"

Alright, I shut up and let myself get dragged, though she let go at some point and took a handkerchief out of the pocket of her strange neck-collared grey jumpsuit thing, or whatever she was wearing, to wipe her hands in a very offensive way.

So I conjured up a disinfectant and squeezed it loudly on my hand for her to hear before putting it back to the past and distributing it along my hands and fingers.

She looked back, snorted coldly, and then continued to walk.

Eventually, after an endless amount of time, and when we nearly reached the tiny little forest, my grandmother turned around multiple times to look at the house before slowing her steps.

Now we walked slowly side by side, and her expression turned a little softer, as did the way she spoke.

"Now you are free again...."

"Yep, you congratulated me already. Thank you very much for your help." I nodded earnestly.

"..." My grandmother gave me a glare because she had been interrupted before she continued.

"Don’t you think now is the time for you to sleep alone in your room?"

Pfft.

"Why?" I asked innocently.

Stumped by the dumb question, she staggered a moment before continuing.

"Because people might get strange thoughts..."

"Who will? You?"

She scowled as if thinking of something, sending me another death glare, and continued to spout nonsense.

"People might start talking..."

"Well, you are the only one talking right now." I gave back and saw her clench her left hand; it’s just that she didn’t bring her walking stick. HA!

Falling silent, we arrived at the few trees, and I asked her if we could go back now.

My grandmother stopped in her steps in front of a tree and looked back at the house.

"No. Go meet a girl."

"Pffft, what the hell?"

"I know a few beautiful girls...." She looked down at the ground with her hands intertwined behind her back, like a proper elder.

"Good for you?" Before I even had finished, she slapped my arm.

"You heard that we will have to leave the city?" She asked me while I rubbed my arm.

"Yeah, Henry told me. You heard already?"

"Your friend messaged Ethan, and I am in contact with the parents of your friend group..."

I raised my eyebrows.

"You are in contact with the families of Danny, Omar, and Jordan?"

She squinted her eyes.

"Did I have a choice? Their sons constantly pestered me with their help and later slept continuously in my house. Naturally, I had to have contact with the families at some point..."

She grimaced at that thought.

"Omar’s mother ... is really ..."

Seeing her turn mortified after mentioning Omar’s mother, I became curious, but before I could ask, she continued to grumble.

"So not only did I get the message from Ethan, but also from that woman and the other parents who seemed to have been informed one way or another."

"That woman means Omar’s mom? " I had never met her and had absolutely no idea what kind of person she was.

What I knew so far was that she came from the Middle East, that she married into the Lawrence family, and that she was the reason for the Lawrence family to distance themselves from Omar’s father.

My grandmother only nodded shortly, unwilling or unable to continue speaking.

"When we move cities, you can meet the girls I chose for you."

I chuckled in disbelief.

"You setting up dates in the apocalypse? Don’t you have any hobbies?"

"Apparently, you don’t have anything against spicing up your private life during this difficult time. I still remember hearing you cry in that other world when the girl didn’t want you." Her eyes suddenly lit up.

"That girl is currently in that gangster hideout, isn’t she?" She gripped my arm with a strength she shouldn’t have and looked at me expectantly.

"Wait, you mean Chelsea and with that ’otherworld’, the Deermonster world? WHEN DID I CRY THERE?"

She scoffed and tapped her ear with her other hand.

"I heard you whimper loud and clear; I clearly remember the shame piercing my heart."

I laughed angrily.

"Then you misheard and misremembered. And why do you know that Chelsea is currently in that gang house?"

The old lady looked at me as if I were dumb.

"Ethan reports everything to me. He is currently on his way to bring the doctor back from the gangster hideout, now that everyone had been stabilized during the last two nights."

Oh, good to know that they are all stabilized.

I tried to pry her hand off of me while she talked but didn’t succeed.

She ignored my attempts and reached into her jumpsuit pocket as if searching for her phone.

"Should I tell Ethan to bring the girl back?" A woman eager on a mission.

"No, what the hell is wrong with you?? Let go. Why are you so handsy today? It’s creepy!!"

Besides, I wouldn’t want Chelsea to be brought here and then die a death without a corpse because someone couldn’t contain his jealousy.

Luckily, she didn’t find her phone, though she only got more frustrated.

"YOU HAVE TO DATE A GIRL!" She eventually erupted.

I stopped fighting that hand and let her shake me.

"You think there is a girl more beautiful than Henry?" I helplessly asked in the end.

She froze, looking at me with absolute speechlessness.

"..."

I raised my brows and shrugged at her.

"There is none."

"There has to be...." She stopped, and at least she proved that her old eyes were still working because she couldn’t come up with someone.

"So you just look at the face?" The old woman turned into a feminist full of judging disgust at my shallowness before suddenly talking bad about a girl.

"No, that is not right; your ex-girlfriend wasn’t really that beautiful."

What the hell? She really spied properly on me all these years.

"Which proves my point—Henry is the most beautiful." I raised my hands, saying internally, ’It’s his fault; he bewitched me.’

Which was absolutely true, given this morning I had even done the unthinkable...

Now that I think of it, why the fuck am I even having this conversation AFTER I had already shoved something into my ass???

Isn’t it too late to speak about girls now??

"YOU IMBECILE CAN’T EVEN GIVE ME A GREAT-GRANDDAUGHTER???" She kicked me against the shin, and I winced.

"Don’t you have Kitty and Ren already? Besides, who wants a child in the apocalypse? Have you gone senile?"

"WHY DO YOU TWO SOUND THE SAME???"

Hmmm...the same as whom?

Oh? So the old dragon clawed at my puppy while I wasn’t there? Was that the reason he was so damn insecure?

"You talked to Henry? When? What did you say to him?"

I gave her an unhappy glare back, but she clammed her mouth shut, forcing me to flip the coin.

However, before I could, she suddenly let go of me and stepped back.

"Why are you closing your eyes? You want to use your power on an old lady??"

She noticed... damn, today she was at her peak; she had also found me uncannily soon on top of the roof.

"WHAT IF YOU DO SOMETHING WRONG AND SEE ME IN THE BATHROOM?"

"WHAT THE FUCK? HOW COULD YOU EVEN—" I held onto myself, thinking I can’t ever flip the coin on her again, urgh.

She kicked me again speedily before she started to walk back with quick steps.

I shuddered for a few more seconds before remembering that I could flip the coin on the puppy regarding that topic as well.

After recovering from the shock, I jogged after her.

"Now that you talked about my private life, what about yours, Marjorie Evelyn Howard?" I had just known her as Evelyn, and when I saw the live stream in the warehouse, I was surprised, though not as happily surprised as when I saw her slap my father.

Hmmm, I probably shouldn’t tell her that the puppy gnawed my father’s shin...

Anyway, now it was time for payback and to ask her about the staff sergeant.

She harrumphed, but then I stopped in my steps, and she did as well, turning around with a grimace as if to ask what the problem was.

"Wait..." I think I just discovered something HUGE.

"Your initials are ’MEH’?" I pointed at her and held my stomach.

"BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HOW FITTING IS THAT??!"