Chapter 933 But I Can Cook
Mag felt their eyes on him—chilly, angry, and jealous eyes—but it was not his fault that his child was better than theirs.
He felt good, even better than when he got the admission letter from the university he had applied to.
Luna could sense the tension in the air. “Congratulations to the students who have been rewarded for their efforts,” she said, “and I hope everyone will study harder next semester. Next up is playtime! Some parents are working too hard to have enough time to bond with their children, and now is as good a time as any to make it up to your kids. Some parents and their children are going to perform some shows for us. Enjoy!”
They moved some tables and chairs to make room for the performers.
Their amateur performance brought bursts of laughter. The tension was eased. Other parents might be envious of Mag’s daughter, but they loved their children no matter what, so everyone loved this bonding time. The parents quickly immersed themselves in the fun and games.
“Are we going to perform Spring is Here?” Amy asked, looking up at Mag expectantly.
Sally turned to look at Mag with a hint of a smile in her eyes. She didn’t mind dancing with Mag and Amy.
“Um… I… I don’t feel like dancing today.” His good sense prevailed over impulse.
Besides, I need women’s clothes to do the dance.
“Whatever you need, I can supply,” the system said suddenly. “And I’ll give you one item of female clothing for free!”
Mag rolled his eyes. “Thank you, but no, thanks. Dance in front of everyone in women’s clothes? I’d rather die first!”
The system was really good at countering everything he said.
“Okay.” Amy looked disappointed. She turned to face Sally. “Will you dance with me, Mother?”
Sally wanted to say no, but instead she nodded.
“Thank you, Mother!” Amy said, throwing herself into Sally’s arms.
Sally smiled as she stroked her head. She was happy to be Amy’s mother, albeit for only one day.
Her fun and carefree days would be over once she got back to the Wind Forest, and Amy would never call her mother again. With this in mind, Sally’s eyes softened; so she decided to make the most of every minute she had with her.
When Mag saw Sally looking down at Amy with warm and affectionate eyes, for a moment he felt like she was her real mother.
Such a nice girl, Mag thought, and then he remembered Irina. All of a sudden his head was clear again.
The children’s performances were so cute and captivating that even Mag found them interesting.
He used to sleep through concerts, but now he was grinning like a fool while watching children perform. Maybe it’s because I’ve gotten old.
Mag then bought an portable audio player from the system; he needed it to play Gokuraku Jodo.
“Is there anyone else who’d like to perform?” Luna asked when a show was over.
Amy raised her hand. “We’d like to perform Spring is Here, Teacher Luna, Mother and I.”
Luna smiled. “Great! Let’s give Amy and Sally a round of applause.”
Sally stood up calmly and walked to the middle of the room with Amy as they clapped.
Everyone knew elves were excellent singers and dancers, so the room was filled with antic.i.p.ation.
“This is an audio player, not a monster, so don’t be alarmed, kids,” Mag said as he put the portable player on the table and pushed the play b.u.t.ton.
Cheerful drumbeats filled the room, and Amy and Sally started to dance, their bodies flexible and their moves graceful. It was such an eye-pleasing performance.
“Amy dances like a b.u.t.terfly!” Daphne exclaimed as she pressed her hands to her chest, wide-eyed.
“It’s so beautiful!”
Their show was on another level compared with those of other parents and children.
The audience didn’t understand why that little thingy was able to produce such beautiful music.
Sally and Amy bowed and returned to their seats when they were done.
They broke into rapturous applause. Everyone was captivated by their dance.
When there was no one else who wanted to perform, Luna told them to take a break.
Some parents started handing out gifts and snacks.
The kids who received the snacks and gifts brimmed with joy. This was probably the part which they liked best.
“Did you bring something for my cla.s.smates, Father?” Amy asked with antic.i.p.ation.
Mag gave a hesitant smile when he saw the bags of snacks in Amy’s arms. “Um, I didn’t bring anything like that, but I can cook.”