Althea shook her head and Garan smiled, and the family—just them and the babies—finally decided to head back home.
She could’ve sworn the babies were sleepy earlier though, but somehow they had regained energy and were now unable to behave.
Garan had to take Meatball away from his head, though he would always try to climb up again. Meatball loved heights so they normally let him climb whatever he wanted, as long as it was safe enough.
This often meant his father’s head.
Anyway, it was better for the baby to prefer this rather than just float away from them.
Little Pepper was much more well-behaved, but she did keep squirming in Althea’s arms, taking different positions, until it seemed like she just wanted to walk.
It was just that they were entering a densely crowded area, so it was out of the question for them to be running around on their own even with a tether that could tangle with innocent passersby.
She gently patted her daughter’s bum. "No, we’re going home soon anyway."
The baby pouted. "Mama…"
Althea sighed. If it was safe, she’d have long given in. Her heart was mush already, but what could she do?
Seeing her this, Garan’s lips twitched upwards, all while easily holding the baby boy in position with a single hand. "They inherited your love for adventure," he said. "I remember when you’d disappear in search of plants…"
Forests weren’t too common to them back in Terran, so when Althea went missing, it could cause a bit of chaos. Well, at least to him who would desperately search for her.
This time, it was Althea who pouted. It was very cute.
It was at this point that they heard familiar shuffling and barking approach them.
They were fast approaching and were big enough that they could even feel some light rumbles in the atmosphere. There was also the fact that there were gasps, calls, and greetings echoing from the direction.
"Fufi! Snow! You’re back~" they called, so Althea and her husband knew immediately who was coming.
The crowd cleared a path for them, most of whom were watching them pass by.
Dum, dum, dum, they jumped and settled in front of Althea and her family.
They sat down, tails wagging, except they were not small anymore, making it quite an odd sight for those who hadn’t seen Fufi before.
At this time, Fufi was already level 11, and his size was more than 1.5 meter high on all-fours—just at the eye level of short people. Snow was level 8, and a little smaller at more than 1 meter, but still very big.
"Woof!" Fufi barked in greeting, wearing that big smile of his. On the other hand, Snow was quiet as always, but her tail was also wagging, indicating she was also happy to see them.
Garan nodded at her and she did to him, understanding each other’s greeting.
When a stoic man partnered with a stoic dog, it was quite bemusing to watch.
Althea smiled at the canines, using her free hand to pat their heads. "Is your working hours over? Is it play time now?" she asked, earning a happy woof from Fufi, partnered with that stupid smile of his again.
Whenever they were not doing their jobs (which was either helping clear mobs or doing rounds within the walls) the two dogs were usually with the children. Now that they were here, this meant their shift with Plaridel’s team was over and they could finally accompany the babies again.
"Woof! Woof! ARF! Woof!" freёwebnovel.com
We killed many beasts today! Snow is about to level up!
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