"I don't really believe in this kind of thing, but since you guys seem to like it so much, I'll play along."

With a skeptical attitude, Momo sat down and closed his eyes.

The incantation began.

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Many years later.

On a rainy morning, in the kitchen of the living room, Lorraine, who had gotten up early, was preparing breakfast for the family of three.

A boy who had just started school walked in, rubbing his sleepy eyes and yawning.

After seeing the busy figures in the kitchen.

He sat down at the dining table and shouted, "Dad, I've read all three magic books you gave me before. Are there any other ones that are simpler and easier to understand?"

"ah?"

While making breakfast, Lorraine replied speechlessly, "Lomo, son, you should know that if those three magic books were placed in a school, they would be like elementary school textbooks. If you can't even understand something this simple, then I advise you to give up the idea of ​​becoming a magician as soon as possible."

"No! No! I really like magicians, Dad, please!"

"But I've already given you the simplest teaching materials and given you a chance, and you're still not good at it."

"This type of magic must not be suitable for me. Are there any other kinds?"

"Good magic isn't for you, so what is? Dark magic?"

"Dark magic works too!"

"So, once you've learned it, you'll become a male executive in an evil organization, right?"

"I act on behalf of Heaven, upholding justice and chivalry."

"Every bad person says this before they turn bad."

"Dad, why don't you give it to me first? If I can really learn it, I'll just learn the very basics. Is that alright? Anyway, there aren't many people in this world who can use magic. I love it, and I also want to show off. Please! I'm begging you!"

Lomo put his hands together in prayer position.

This was his lifelong request.

——

Lorraine brought the prepared breakfast to the table and stared speechlessly at her adopted son.

The latter grinned and gave a fawning smile.

"Dad, you don't want to see your son live a life of failure, do you?"

"Your dad doesn't expect you to become the world's richest man."

"I also want to live a legendary life of my own!"

"No, black magic is evil."

"Power knows no distinction between good and evil, isn't that what you said yourself, Dad?"

"I didn't say that..."

"Nonsense, Mom already told me that Dad, you used to be the best at dark magic."

"Your mother is drunk."

"Haha, I don't believe it! I saw it with my own eyes, Dad, your magic... it was so cool!"

"Stop flattering me. Go and wake your mother up for breakfast."

"oh."

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Lomo's request for black magic was refused, and he left the living room dejectedly.

Second floor.

He arrived at his parents' bedroom door, knocked, opened it, and called out, "Mom, dinner's ready."

On the bed.

Momo, still sleeping in, rolled over and replied listlessly, "I'm so sleepy. The supermarket is closed today, so Mom is going to sleep all day."

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up, Dad has already made breakfast."

"Mmm, just five more minutes of sleep."

"Breakfast will get cold soon, hurry up and get up!"

Luo Mo stepped forward, intending to pull the other person out of bed.

Momo sat up abruptly from the bed, startling her son.

"Mom, are you a fucking zombie?!"

"How rude of you to talk to your mother like that."

"Since you're up, hurry up and get down. I'm leaving now."

"I'm so tired. I don't want to work. I'm already married and have a child. My life... can probably end here."

"You're spouting nonsense again. Today is the supermarket's restocking day, don't forget."

"Huh? When did this happen? No, how do you know? Even I, the boss's wife, didn't know there was such a day."

Mo asked skeptically.

Upon hearing this, Lomo was almost speechless. "That's because Mom, all you do is sit behind the counter playing games all day, laughing like an idiot, or watching those melodramatic soap operas all day long, crying and laughing. Now, I, this big traitor, am doing a lot of the logistical work, okay?"

"What a terrible traitor! All of this will be your property from now on."

"I really want to thank you, Mom. Now I have to do homework every day, work for free at our supermarket, and even find time to study magic late at night."

"Want to learn? Haha, Mom will teach you."

"Come on, Mom, you used to be a female cadre in an evil organization. Even if you were to teach... it should definitely be my dad who teaches."

"Ah, yes, yes... anyway, your dad is invincible."

"Honestly, you don't act like a boss lady at all. My classmates all say that you're like a homebody."

"Be confident, your mom is just a homebody who likes to live a lazy life."

"I wasn't praising you, Mom, and you're getting all smug, aren't you?"

Days passed by one by one.

Lomo was working himself to the bone.

Momo laughed heartily, got out of bed, and wanted to hug her diligent and sensible son, but the latter immediately dodged away, "Mom, what are you doing?"

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