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Book 3: Chapter 17: Chen Heng? That’s My Owner

Book 3: Chapter 17: Chen Heng? That’s My Owner

“Alright, alright. Eat faster. After that, I’ll bring you two to buy swimsuits before going to the water park.”

“What about me? Can I only stay at home?” Fafnir raised another question, feeling like she was always treated differently.

“You have two choices. One is to stay at home—”

“I don’t want to. I’ll be alone. How boring!” Fafnir immediately shot down the first option without listening to the second.

“The second is to return to the Poké Ball and watch a livestream of us.”

“Can’t I go out to have fun with you all?”

“Sure, as long as you’re not afraid of being captured by a powerhouse for your scales, tendons, and blood.” Chen Heng did not directly object to Fafnir’s request to go out with them. He only stated a possible consequence.

“Then…then I’ll watch the livestream. It does not matter whether or not I go out. I just want to see the water park.” Fafnir gave in shamelessly, not caring how others looked at her. After all, her dragon life was more important.

While eating, Chen Heng checked on the legal identity that the association’s store arranged for Jeanne d’Arc Alter to see what kind of identity she got.

Name: Jeanne d’Arc

Birthday: 6 January

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Height: 159 cm

Weight: 44 kg

Three sizes: 85-59-86

Background Information: A granddaughter of the younger half-sister of Chen Heng’s paternal grandmother, so Chen Heng’s distant elder cousin. Jeanne’s mother married and moved to France. Later on, her parents died, so she moved back to China to stay with her maternal grandmother (the younger half-sister of Chen Heng’s paternal grandmother). Her maternal grandmother passed away recently, so she sought the only relative she had left in this world. Even so, the blood relationship is very attenuated. She just finished high school, and a university has made an exception for her to skip the college entrance exam, allowing her to enroll directly. (The specific university will depend on which university Chen Heng attends.)

[Author Note: There’s no issue with naming Jeanne d’Arc Alter as Jeanne d’Arc, as this is not the Fate/Grand Order world. At worst, people would think she shared a name with a historical figure. Also, Immortal Fu Hua’s three sizes are 84-64-90. Can you believe that?]

This… Chen Heng wanted to ridicule it but did not know where to start.

First, Chen Heng’s paternal grandmother was an only daughter; she did not have any half-sisters sharing the same father but a different mother. Speaking of which, he knew little about his paternal grandmother. His grandfather had been too talented, dying quite early; his paternal grandmother felt depressed over it and passed away soon after.

No. When I have an opportunity in the future, I must speak with this world’s world consciousness. I must get it to raise my descendants’ luck once I’ve completed the association’s missions. My clan is too pitiful, so pitiful that it went extinct in my generation.

Does the world consciousness have to go to such trouble to create an identity for Jeanne d’Arc Alter? Does the world consciousness even have to make up the ancestry?

Furthermore, I did not expect Jeanne d’Arc Alter to end up as my elder cousin.

Also, why does it even include Jeanne d’Arc Alter’s three sizes? What is the purpose?

As for the last part, the part about university, why does she have to go to the same university as me? Furthermore, it is so vague about the university. As for which university I will go to? Well, I can go to any one I want. However, Jeanne d’Arc Alter is a country bumpkin. Can she keep up with university lessons?

Chen Heng mentally ridiculed this legal identity as he ate his breakfast.

Washing the dishes came after eating. After Chen Heng thought for five seconds, he decided to send Fafnir to do the dishes, curious about how the dragon would do them.

Although that was somewhat unfair to Fafnir, the question niggled him.

“What? Me do the dishes? You did not even make breakfast for me. To think you are not embarrassed to make me do the dishes! Although I’m not human, you are truly a beast!” After finishing her Peking duck, Fafnir became enraged at hearing she had to do the dishes.

“Actually, I was just curious about how you would do the dishes. How about this: if you do the dishes for breakfast, I’ll cook a sumptuous meal for you tonight? How about that?” Chen Heng tried tempting Fafnir with delicious food.

“No. I have never eaten your cooking before. How do I know if it is delicious?” Fafnir rejected bluntly, not beating about the bush at all.

After some argument, Chen Heng gave up on getting Fafnir to do the dishes. In the end, he did them himself.

However, going by the logic, he found an opportunity. If he made a delicious dinner, he could get Fafnir to do the dishes tonight. Of course, Fafnir’s portion would need to be extravagant.

After everyone got ready, Chen Heng headed to the neighboring house. Why go there? Of course, to seek out the all-capable Raven.

How would they travel to the water park? Raven would drive them there. What about swimsuits? Raven would pick them out. That was why Chen Heng envied Mo Qingtong for having such a perfect personal maid.

Chen Heng had no choice but to seek out Raven, as he had no car. His parents left two cars behind when they passed away, luxurious cars at that. However, he sold the cars when he was 14, after his parents died. After all, he was just 14 and did not have a driver’s license, so he could not drive. He would have to wait four years to become an adult; by then, the cars would have deteriorated and broken down.

Furthermore, he needed Raven’s help with the swimsuits. How could Chen Heng, a man, know much about swimsuits? As for Sirin and Jeanne d’Arc, there was no point in mentioning them.

Even though Sirin was 14 years old, she had not even seen the sea before. Jeanne d’Arc was even more pitiful. Strictly speaking, she was not even a month old.

So, why was she set as my elder cousin?!

Chen Heng still harped on this matter.

Today is Tuesday, so Mo Qingtong is at school. Her parents are working too. Elder Sister Raven should be at home alone.

“This must be Jeanne d’Arc, right?” Raven served tea to the three after inviting them in. According to Raven, the shop selling swimsuits would not open so early.

“Yes! Hello!” Jeanne d’Arc answered somewhat distractedly, as thoughts of the water park filled her mind.

“So, does Miss Jeanne d’Arc have a person you like?”

“None.”

“What does Miss Jeanne d’Arc think of Little Heng?”

“Ah Heng? Owner?”

Pfft! Cough! Cough! Cough!