Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

Once no one stopped them, Hearthstone Taverns sprang up everywhere, just like a teddy bear in heat!

Everywhere you look, you can see groups of people always gathered in the Hearthstone Tavern.

It's a mecca for card games, and the lively atmosphere and novel, entertaining games have attracted many drinkers, making it a new choice for their drinking venues.

There are people almost all day long, from morning until the early hours of the morning when the shop is open for business.

And this craze is spreading to the towns surrounding the main city of Brofield, and through word of mouth among adventurers, it is carried to even more distant places...

“Young master, we’ve poached most of the tavern’s customers. I’ve personally investigated, and these taverns are now sparsely populated. In this kind of atmosphere, the number of people will only decrease.”

In the Nightwish office, Morey reported respectfully to Domi, who was sitting in the boss's chair, while May continued to serve tea and water, seemingly enjoying herself.

“Very good,” Domi praised Morey’s efficiency, which showed that his plan was proceeding in an orderly manner.

"You should know what to do next, right? This business model can continue, but unlike a tavern, you need to be flexible. I can't teach you how to be flexible; you have to figure it out yourself."

"Understood. I will acquire these taverns all at once when they are completely unable to continue operating. Young Master Dominic, please wait for good news."

Domi stood up, moved the executive chair to Morey's place, and patted him on the shoulder:

"I feel very reassured having you handle things."

"Oh, by the way," Domi said, pulling his hat over his head before leaving, then turned back and asked, "How are your mothers?"

Mei said, "Thanks to Young Master and Morey, Mother has recovered and Father has returned home. It turns out that Father left home to raise money for Mother."

"Well, congratulations on your family reunion. How about Morey? Is your aunt feeling better?"

Morey looked a little sad: "My mother... passed away a week ago."

Mei let out a gasp of surprise, and Domi was also a little taken aback.

Morey didn't hold a funeral. He thought Morey's mother was still alive and that her condition might have improved, but he never expected to hear from her again.

"Uh... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought that up."

"No, it's not your fault. I didn't tell you on purpose. I didn't mean to hide it from everyone. It's just... Mother probably didn't want too many people to see her like that."

Domi recalled what her aunt looked like when she first met her. In fact, to give birth to a child with such a handsome appearance as Morey, the mother herself must also be one of the most beautiful women.

Unfortunately, the disease she suffered from initially showed some symptoms of tuberculosis, and in the later stages it caused her whole body to ulcerate and emit a foul odor. When she died, she was completely unrecognizable.

The two understood Morey's mother's feelings; if they were to become like that, they wouldn't want their friends and family to see them.

"I offer my condolences..."

After a moment of silence, Domi left with an umbrella.

As if to suit the occasion, a light drizzle began to fall outside the window, but judging from the trend, it looked like it was about to turn into a downpour.

Crackle, crackle...

Large raindrops pattered against the windowpane, creating a soothing, natural melody.

However, to Mei, it sounded inexplicably sad.

She walked behind Morey and gently stroked his back. She didn't know how to comfort someone who had just lost all his loved ones, so she could only help Morey dispel some of his grief in this way.

After a while, Morey grabbed Mei's hand, intending to take it off his back, but Mei's hand was so warm that it could even dispel the dampness and cold brought by the rain.

"Excuse me... may I hold your hand for a moment? I know it's a bit abrupt, but you can certainly refuse..."

"sure."

"Excuse me... wait, you said yes?"

Mei not only agreed, but also knelt down and covered Morey's cold little hand with her other hand:

"I can give you all my warmth, whatever you want."

The warmth of the plum blossom traveled from his hands all the way to his heart, making him feel warm and cozy.

In the end, the two sat on the sofa in the living room and started using lap pillows, with May giving Morey a lap pillow.

Mei is eighteen years old this year and is already a young woman. Compared to Morey, who is eight years younger than her, the role of the 'older sister' played by Mei has already taken on some motherly characteristics.

He may not be as good as his biological mother, but he can still give her the warmth of a mother.

Lying on Mei's legs, which were pressed together, and having her gently stroke his hair, Morey felt completely at ease and fell asleep without realizing it.

Looking at Morey's sleeping profile, Mei felt sorry for him and used her fingers to tuck his hair behind his ear.

She herself is fine, her parents are alive and well, and they accompanied her until she became an adult.

But Morey, at only ten years old, had lost both his parents and, before meeting Domi, had single-handedly supported his family and his seriously ill mother.

"You've been so strong... Get some rest~"

"I will always be with you."

Hua Hua LaLa——

When Domi returned to the castle on the mountaintop, the rain had intensified, pouring down as if it would rip the roof off, and even umbrellas were being blown inside out by the wind.

He pointed the umbrella in the direction the wind was blowing and lowered the height to make it easier for him, but he could no longer see what was ahead.

What does it have to do with anything? He's been walking around this place for seven years; he could walk to the door with his eyes closed.

However, since this umbrella was the smallest size, it was too small for him as he was growing, and it still couldn't keep him out of the rain.

The driver wanted to hold an umbrella for Domi, but Domi, always considerate of her family, insisted on doing it herself, since no one wanted to get soaked.

But just then, the sound of footsteps mingled with the rain, growing ever closer...

A pair of white leather shoes came into view, and looking up, I saw Shia holding an even bigger umbrella!

"you……"

"Honestly, you're going out in the rain. Give me the umbrella, you can use this one."

And so, the two of them shared an umbrella, their bodies pressed very close together, as if they could feel each other's breath and heartbeat.

The castle cast a soft light, elongating their shadows.

Domi matched Shia's pace, and Shia matched Domi's speed, resulting in them walking even slower.

However, walking in the rain like this feels quite nice.

Chapter 119, Section 118: Please listen to my excuses!

Their shoes were soaked. As they walked through the door, Domi found two pairs of slippers and two dry towels already laid out in the entryway.

As Domi tidied her clothes and put the umbrella in its designated spot, Shia was already standing on the steps outside the entrance, taking Domi's slippers down from their place and putting them in the most suitable spot for changing shoes.

He walked up to Shia, and while changing his shoes, he received a hair-drying service from her:

"Was this within your expectations?"

She continued to wipe Domi's face with the towel.

"I only heard from the maid that you went out. It looks like it's going to rain. Judging by the time, you'll definitely be soaked to the bone when you come back."

"See, I knew it!"

Domi chuckled. Hearing this, he vaguely imagined Shia standing at the window upstairs, eagerly waiting for him to come home.

This feeling is like that of an old married couple.

Similar experiences have happened before.

When they were younger, he would always encourage Edward and Argyle to run around in the garden on rainy days. When they came back, Greta would be waiting at the gate with several maids, drying their hair with towels while scolding them.

My childhood here was so much more interesting than in my previous life, and most importantly, it was filled with the love of others.

"What are you giggling about?"

"It's nothing, I just really like it this way."

Seeing Domi's genuine smile, Xia was stunned for a moment, not noticing that Domi had taken the towel from her hand and stood behind her as if he were the guest, helping her dry her hair.

"You got a little wet when you came over, let me wipe you down~"

"How can you be so clumsy? You're making a mess... I'll do it myself!" Xia said angrily, her face slightly flushed.

"Haha, sorry, sorry~"

"Alright, go back and take a shower, or you'll catch a cold."

"Why are you just like my mom?"

"If you can't speak properly, then shut up and get lost!"

Domi fled in panic, returned to his room, took out the clothes he needed to change into, went into his bathroom, and soon came out steaming.

After getting caught in the rain, taking a shower is the most comfortable thing to do. It makes me feel so much more relaxed and improves my mood.

He sat calmly at his desk, watching the darkening sky and the rain blurring the windowpane, the sound of raindrops falling in his ears—a perfect atmosphere!

At that moment, he didn't want to do anything but stare blankly.

However, not long after, there was a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, it was Xia. She had changed into a white floral dress, and her long, bright pink hair was still a little damp, so she had obviously just taken a shower. She was also holding two glass bottles of hot milk.

She tossed the milk aside and said, "I've already brought a 'gift,' aren't you going to welcome me in for a seat?"

Domi seemed to be deliberately cooperating:

"Oh, you're here already, why bring a gift? Little Shia, really~~"

"Looking for a fight..."

ding~~

The two sat on the edge of the bed, clinked glasses, and gulped down their milk in a few gulps.

I have to say, having something to drink after a shower really made me feel much better. Girls are so thoughtful. He, on the other hand, just spaced out. How could he possibly think of anything else?

"You came all this way, you didn't just come here to drink some milk, did you?"

"Of course~ Do you still remember why I asked to stay at the castle on the mountaintop?"

Domi quickly remembered: