Chapitre 261: 40.3 Day Job

"E-Excuse me?"

I was taken aback as what I could only describe as the ultimate soccer mom suddenly wedged herself in between myself and the kid I was trying to help. Beside me, Anna visibly scooted a bit to the side as I was left alone to deal with someone that was possibly an irate mother with a mean streak a mile wide.

And wouldn't that be a surprise for someone that constantly tried to avoid retail work for this exact scenario...

"You heard me!" the woman leaned closer to my face as she erupted with the intensity of a flowing volcano. "Keep you filthy peasant hands of my son!"

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at the woman that was now cradling her kid like he's the national treasure. Then again- Wait... Did I hear that right?

"I'm sorry, ma- err... miss," I unconsciously winced at my near slip-up. Madam didn't exist here as a term yet. "We'll be out of your-"