The Strongest Daughter-In-Law Of The Black Lion Family [EN]: Chapter 13

#13.

What… what is that sound?

Smoke was billowing from the main gate, the one used for guests. That gate shouldn’t break down so easily.

Which reckless Suin [a person with animal-like features or abilities] dared to destroy the Javisi family’s main gate?

Unlike me, who was agitated, Ayla seemed to expect this, as if it happened all the time.

Unable to contain my curiosity, I reached out my paw to Ayla.

“Chew.”

“Ah, were you very surprised?”

Ayla smiled brightly and took my paw in her hand.

“It’s nothing serious.”

It was too loud of an explosion to be “nothing serious.”

As I stared, bewildered, Ayla began to move.

“Since it turned out this way, shall we go say hello?”

“Chew?”

“It seems Rachel has arrived.”

Rachel?

My eyes widened at the sudden mention of her name. I lightly ignored Ayla’s flared nostrils as she looked at me.

Ayla took a deep breath and continued.

“The fact that Zacary was in a good mood means that Rachel lost her argument with him.”

So what?

“It’s a kind of revenge match, right?”

A revenge match? Is that why the main gate was destroyed?

I gaped at the sheer scale of this marital fight.

In the meantime, we arrived at the scene where the main gate had been. Zacary was already there.

“You still enjoy trespassing.”

“Who installed all sorts of attack magic devices on the main gate knowing I was coming?”

“Amazing. To break through so many spells so quickly, and with brute force. It must be nice not having to use your head when you’re so strong.”

Rachel frowned at Zacary’s sarcastic words. The more she frowned, the wider Zacary’s smile became.

“Well, you got excited and broke the bed before, too.”

He spoke sarcastically in a gentle voice, with a smiling face. It seemed harmless at first, but the more you thought about it, the more infuriating it became.

As expected, Rachel, realizing it belatedly, shouted, her face reddening.

“Are you calling me stupid right now? I told you not to talk like that! And why are you bringing up the bed again? Everyone will misunderstand!”

“Misunderstand? I’m just telling the truth. Of course, I liked that side of you, too.”

So, do you like it or not?

Rachel’s lips trembled at his teasing. After a moment, Rachel launched into a rapid-fire tirade.

“I— a woodpecker in Ilangbore [a fictional location] chatters less than you, you wretched bastard! Are you saying whatever you want just because you have a mouth? Huh?! Are you finally asking for your throat to be slit today? If you keep talking with that mouth, it’s going to get bashed in! You, blee— you bleeping bleep, you blee— like son of a bleep! Bleeping bleep—!”

Rachel’s appearance, gradually becoming enraged, was like a Yaksha [a fierce, demon-like figure in Hindu and Buddhist mythology]. The last words were a torrent of curses, almost impossible to understand.

It was amazing that she spewed out those words without taking a breath. It was so natural, like a radio turning on when you flip the switch.

Wow. What just happened?

It was a speed I couldn’t keep up with unless I concentrated.

Just as my ears were about to go numb from Rachel’s sudden 욕 [Korean slang for curse/swear word] attack, Ayla gently covered my ears.

“Our Chichi shouldn’t listen to such words.”

I already heard everything, Ayla.

You should have done it sooner if you were going to block it.

I rubbed my ears with my front paws for no reason and watched the two. The more Rachel yelled, the more Zacary smiled languidly, like a smug fox, scratching at her nerves.

“You sound healthy with your loud voice. I thought you were sick because you were quite late this time.”

“It sounds like you wanted me to be sick!”

“You still have the habit of only hearing what you want to hear. You’re still like a girl at that age.”

“You, you! Are you saying I’m immature right now? You damn bastard……!”

Rachel raised her voice as if she was about to start the second round. And the more she did, the stranger my expression became.

‘But if you think about it differently, doesn’t that mean he’s been waiting all along?’

At first glance, it seems like he wanted her to be sick, but if you look closely, it means he was worried because she didn’t come right away as usual.

Of course, it didn’t seem like Rachel understood that.

‘What is it?’

It seems like they are too involved with each other to be a divorced couple. Don’t ordinary divorced couples hate seeing each other?

The most questionable thing was Zacary. It was as if he was deliberately provoking Rachel to start a fight. And Rachel was willingly facing all the provocations head-on.

Then Ayla, who saw the two, said with a happy face.

“They have a really good relationship, right?”

……Where exactly?

I stared blankly at Ayla. Ayla murmured vaguely, with a face reminiscent of a distant past.

“When they caught fire after that, they were so hot…….”

Ayla shook her head, wondering how she got to this point.

They catch fire after that? Not setting each other on fire?

It was when I was about to open my mouth in disbelief that a woman standing expressionlessly next to Rachel opened her mouth.

“Rachel, there’s a weasel over there.”

Surprisingly, Rachel, who heard those words, became calm, like a candle that had been blown out.

“Weasel?”

“Yes. She’s over there.”

The woman pointed at me and turned Rachel’s attention in my direction.

Zacary’s gaze also turned to me.

“Now that I see it, you came because you were curious about that weasel.”

“Would I have come because I wanted to see you?”

At Rachel’s sulky words, the corners of Zacary’s lips, which had been smiling all along, drooped lower than before. It was a very subtle movement. He seemed more uncomfortable than when he was being cursed at by Rachel.

Rachel, who didn’t notice this, stopped rushing at Zacary like an angry bull and strode towards me. I flinched at the sight and stepped back.

“Chi, Chiichi.”

Ah, Ayla.

But before I could ask Ayla for help, Rachel grabbed me first.

In an instant, my eyes were filled with Rachel. Rachel looked at me with sparkling eyes, as if she were looking at a strange animal.

Her shimmering silver hair had a black tint towards the end. Her eyes, as black as night, looked as smooth as obsidian.

In the clear gaze, which was quite different from her appearance when she was angry like an Asura [a powerful, demigod-like being in Hindu and Buddhist mythology], my guard was about to drop.

“My goodness, it’s really tiny, isn’t it?”

Tiny?

My head was spinning at the description that made me sound even smaller than fluff. Soon, all the small and insignificant things in the world would become my nickname.

And soon, I really felt dizzy enough to make me nauseous.

It was because Rachel suddenly started spinning me around and scanning me thoroughly. No wonder she’s Zerachiel’s mom; she did the same thing.

After spinning around for a long time, relying on her fingertips as much as a ballerina, Rachel handed me back to Ayla and muttered cheerfully.

“Oh my, she’s a Suin?”

“Yes. Chichi is a white weasel Suin.”

Ayla said, carefully taking me back as I was dizzy. I shook my head, unable to control my messed-up head in line with the spinning world.

“Riki really raises this weasel?”

“Yes, if you go to the bedroom, you’ll believe it right away. The bedroom is full of supplies for Chichi.”

“My goodness, that neat freak gave up his bedroom?”

Rachel blinked her eyes as if she really couldn’t believe it. Her eyes sparkled even more as she looked at me than before.

I felt burdened by it and slowly burrowed into Ayla’s arms.

Ugh. I feel like I’m going to throw up.