After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1140

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Of course, the Elders would not miss the fun either. They went to take a look at the new street with family or friends—at least after the initial burst of traffic.

After letting a couple more hours pass by, just in the afternoon, a certain family went out to see the new buildings.

This was Althea, Garan, and their babies. Ansel followed along, though he would separate later at some point.

After all, he was going out to prepare for the celebratory party delayed by the war-slash-mob (colloquially referred to as the Idiot-massacre) a few days prior.

They decided to go on their afternoon stroll (which was something they often did when both parents didn’t have work emergencies that day).

The kids were still too small for Althea—let alone Garan—to hold their hands and walk side by side, so since the babies were too lively they had to be on… leash, er, tethers.

By this time, no one judged them. Some Terrans did blink and raise eyebrows at first, but the children were obviously not uncomfortable. They probably even preferred it so they had more freedom of movement without sacrificing safety.

For instance, on their own volition, they could go to random aunties at the side! Possibly get snacks!

Who could come close when Garan was right next to them? With tethers, that was not a problem!

What if there were other kids who wanted to greet them? No problem too! Baby Pepper even gave other girls like Mimi friendly hugs, though the boys did not dare get closer because an ice demon was watching them.

Anyway, the family took their time going around. They had until night because they go straight to the deferred celebratory event later on. Ideally, the kids would already be tired and behaved by then.

At some point, after being greeted by adoring aunties, a certain little boy went back to tug his mother’s skirt. The couple looked down on the small chubby bun looking up at his mother with large rounded eyes and puffy cheeks.

"Mwamaaa! Mewbow ea fwuff!" the baby said, pointing at a certain cotton candy store.

Althea stared. She understood, but she waited patiently for him to finish his request.

"Mwama?" Little Meatball’s eyebrows furrowed in her silence. Regardless of the answer, there would usually at least be a response. Then, he remembered her lessons.

He looked up again, eyes even more glistening. "Pwease?"

She finally smiled, kneeling down, and patted his head. "Okay."

The baby boy brightened and hugged his mother’s ankle and Althea couldn’t help but kneel down to place a smooch on his plump cheek.

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