Chapter 258

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Chapter 258: Father-in-Law, Mother-in-Law, and Sister-in-Law

"Is this the waste hero’s home?"

Rin stood on the deck, looking towards the shore. Among the palm leaves, he caught a glimpse of the fishing village’s outline, with smoke rising from cooking fires.

By the shore, a few children played happily along the waves that washed up on the sand.

They quickly noticed the unfamiliar boat and stood on their toes to look this way, whispering to each other.

As the boat came to a stop, a few children rushed over, while a little girl stood shyly in place, afraid to move.

Once the boat was fully still, the helmsman lowered the ramp. Rin walked to the ramp and was about to step down when he noticed that the waste hero hadn’t followed him and turned to look.

He saw Emilia staring at the shy girl in the distance, hesitant to approach.

The girl was about six or seven years old, with light blue hair just like Emilia’s, tied into a small braid.

Compared to the other children with sun-kissed skin, the girl’s skin was exceptionally white, and her appearance resembled Emilia’s in some ways.

Is this her sister?

Rin thought for a moment and reached out his hand to the waste hero.

"You are home now, why are you still daydreaming? Aren’t I here?"

Emilia shifted her gaze from the girl to Rin, who looked confident. She reached out and took his hand, following him down.

After they all went down, Angela leisurely followed behind.

"M-Master! What about me?"

Rin waved his hand without turning back, "Wait on the boat."

Although he didn’t plan to take this guy’s life, letting him go just like that would be too easy for the bad things he had done.

Labor reform is actually a good idea.

"It’s Miss Hero!"

A few children cheered, gathering around Emilia, talking excitedly. Their chattering was too mixed to understand.

The little girl saw her sister, took two steps forward, but then did not dare to get closer.

It was clear that this child had a shy personality and was very timid.

After that, several children shouted that Miss Hero had come back and ran toward the village, leaving only a little boy and Emilia’s sister.

The little boy, looking bold and lively, grinned at Rin, showing a mouthful of small white teeth, "Brother, are you Miss Hero’s boyfriend?"

Rin couldn’t help but laugh, "You know quite a bit."

"The whole village knows! The day before yesterday, when Brother Arwen came back, he said he saw Miss Hero and her boyfriend. Everyone says he’s back to meet the parents."

"…"

Goodness, the day before yesterday, he wasn’t even with the waste hero.

The current relationship only began to develop the night before yesterday…

Hmm, although the timeline is not right, I can’t argue with that.

"Hehe, big brother, I am Xiaohuzi. Where did you come from?"

Rin raised his chin and said, "Gualarrap Kingdom. Have you heard of it?"

"I think I remember!" Xiaohuzi raised his hand, compared his height to Rin, and curiously asked, "Do people from your country like older girls?"

That innocent action made Rin feel a chill in his heart, and his face suddenly drooped.

"I am the same age as Emilia!"

"Eh!? But big brother, you…"

Before he could finish, Rin pulled out some candy and stuffed it into the little boy’s arms, grinding his teeth and saying, "Go eat your candy. If you keep talking, be careful of cavities."

Xiaohuzi immediately bounced excitedly a few times, and proudly approached the little girl.

The little girl hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she gathered her courage, walked up to Emilia, her eyes filled with a little admiration, wanting to get close but also feeling shy.

"Sister… no, no, Miss Hero, welcome… back."

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito, and in the end, it became so quiet that it was hard to hear, so she could only guess, and the little girl lowered her head.

"Okay."

Emilia opened her mouth and only said one word in the end.

Rin shrugged helplessly, "Your name is… Sarah, right?"

"Yes… yes."

"Just call this lady ‘sister,’ no need to call her Miss Hero."

Sarah quickly shook her arms, "No… it’s important, Miss Hero is Miss Hero."

"…"

Emilia, with a blank expression, glanced at her sister and nodded slightly, "Let’s go back together."

"Okay… alright."

Sarah followed behind a few people, feeling too scared to come close, and looked slow and hesitant.

As Rin observed her personality, it began to seem familiar, and after walking for a while, he suddenly realized.

Wasn’t Christo that silly little girl also timid like a squirrel?!

But Christo’s shyness came from being bullied while growing up in someone else’s home; this little girl was just naturally shy, he thought.

That was what he originally believed.

Until Sarah met her playmates and immediately started happily bouncing along with them, Rin realized that this little girl was just shy, nothing more.

But even her own sister was afraid of the "strangers," which shows how lonely Emilia was here.

The people in the fishing village welcomed them warmly, throwing the fresh flowers they had picked onto the path they would walk.

It is clear that these people still welcomed and admired the hero.

However, Rin first thought of how everyone regarded the hero as someone all-powerful, a saint who would help anyone.

This habit started in Emilia’s hometown.

Emilia did not have any special talent or skill to help others.

At first, Rin thought she was trying to protect the hero’s reputation.

But after getting to know her better, he discovered that this hero, who often said that only the dead wouldn’t speak, acted on a whim without thinking.

The words "fame" and "reputation" did not exist in her dictionary; her only understanding of her rank was about responsibility—the responsibility to fight against the demon race.

As for why they still wanted to help them, the reason was simply that it was impossible to refuse those who saw them as their savior.

Rin’s mind wandered with many thoughts, and before he knew it, he arrived at the gate of Emilia’s yard.

A woman in her thirties with fair skin opened the inner door, rubbed her hands on her apron as she walked out, and when she saw Emilia, she froze for a moment.

She resembled Emilia to some extent, with well-defined features, but could only be described as a gentle beauty.

The stunning appearance of the top girl from the waste hero clearly showed that her genes had been optimized, and her younger sister, who had not fully grown yet, was also very delicate and cute.

"Mom!"

Sarah jumped out from her group of friends. As she passed Rin and the waste hero standing at the door, she slowed her pace carefully, entered the yard, and directly lunged at her mother, burying her face in her waist.

The woman finally came back to her senses, her slightly red eyes returning to normal. She patted her little daughter’s head, nodded at waste hero, and spoke in a calm tone.

"Emilia… and these two guests, please come in."

"Ah, no thank you."

Angela hurriedly waved her hand, "I have things to do, so I shouldn’t bother you. Just drop them off here."

The reclusive witch was not used to visiting others. She said goodbye and slipped away, not revealing where she planned to go.

"Stop daydreaming, let’s go."

Seeing the waste hero still standing at the door, Rin urged her and took her hand to lead her inside.

The woman noticed their close gesture, paused her steps, opened her mouth, but in the end, didn’t say anything.

She seemed unbothered by waste hero’s distant attitude, but when she looked at waste hero’s back, her eyes revealed a touch of sadness.

As soon as they entered the house, Rin saw a tall middle-aged man standing with his arms crossed.

The middle-aged man looked serious and asked Rin, "Who is this?"

Waste hero answered quickly this time, "Future husband."

"Uncle and aunt, hello, I am Rin Fenix."

Rin placed his hand over his heart and bowed slightly, showing respect to his elders.

"Young Master Rin."

"You can call me Rin, just Little Rin."

Facing the waste hero’s parents, Rin’s attitude was completely different from usual, appearing polite and courteous.

Waste hero also formally introduced her father to Rin, "Dhalsim, I… father, mother, Mei."

After the introductions, the atmosphere became a little awkward.

Rin looked at the group, unsure of what to say.

Compared to the happy family on Earth, this family was very strange because of the hero’s status.

After a moment of silence, Mei spoke first, "Rin… Little Rin, welcome to our home. Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet."

"That’s great! We have prepared a big meal at home, let’s eat together."

When they reached the dining table, Rin noticed that it was filled with many dishes.

It was clear that they knew they were coming, so they prepared a feast for dinner.

Thinking about what Xiaohuzi said before, it was obvious that someone in the village saw them in Bicester City and talked about it back in the village.

Mei removed the warm plates and bowls with the dishes and gently said, "I thought you would arrive by noon, and I finished cooking in the afternoon. I waited and waited, and since you didn’t come, I had to heat everything up again. These dishes haven’t been touched, so please don’t mind."

"Of course not! I love Chinese food the most."

Rin quickly said, pulling the waste hero down to sit.

The waste hero sat in the main seat, where the head of the family should sit, while Rin sat beside her. At the round dining table, the other three sat across from them, with two empty seats between them.

This made Rin think of his long dining table back at the manor.

After a moment of awkwardness, Dhalsim took out a bottle of homemade sugarcane wine and looked at Rin, "Would you like to drink some?"

"I’m sorry, I don’t drink alcohol."

Dhalsim frowned slightly but didn’t say anything. He poured himself a glass.

The waste hero was the first to pick up the chopsticks and took a piece of braised meat, then the others in the house started to eat.

Today, because the waste hero brought her boyfriend to visit, the family could sit together. Normally, they would wait until Emilia finished eating before the others started.

The difference in status made the waste hero elevated, creating a deep divide between her and her family.

Rin felt a bit heavy-hearted, even though he was in a good mood.

Waste hero placed a small piece of meat into his bowl and stared at him intently.

Rin could sense the affection and closeness, which created a strong contrast with the three people sitting opposite him, making his heart feel a little sour.

If possible, he hoped to mend the relationship between the waste hero and her family.

For the waste hero’s family to change their view of the waste hero, they needed to have feelings for their daughter and understand what it means to be parents.

At first glance, Dhalsim gave the impression of a quiet and stern father.

However, Mei was different from what he had imagined. Rin thought she would be a gentle and kind village woman, but she seemed dignified and somewhat aloof, only showing a bit of warmth to her young daughter.

Rin thought for a moment and said, "Uncle and Auntie, since we are all family, there’s no need to sit so far away…"

"No, we can’t do that. After all, Emilia is a hero, and people might talk if we don’t pay attention to manners," Mei explained softly.

As for Dhalsim, he grasped another important point, "You are not one of us yet."

He seemed distant and unwelcoming to Rin as soon as he spoke.

"Soon, it will be," the waste hero said to help Rin.

Dhalsim glanced at his daughter, his expression softened a bit, and he said in a deep voice, "At least, not yet."

"Dear," Mei tapped her husband under the table, looking at the waste hero with a slight smile, "Let’s eat first; the food is getting cold."

Rin felt a lump in his throat but didn’t know what to say to lighten the mood, so he took a piece of the meat in front of him.

The meat had first been coated in breadcrumbs and fried, then returned to be covered in sauce, tender and rich in flavor; breaking through the crisp coating, the meat juice was delicious.

Rin’s eyes lit up, "This is good! It’s not like steak or pork chop… What kind of meat is this?"

Saying this, he picked up a piece and handed it to the waste hero, who expressionlessly ate it.

"It’s fish," Mei said.

"Huh?" Rin looked a bit stunned, "But Emilia doesn’t eat fish, right?"

Sarah looked up at her parents and hesitated before saying, "Because Miss Hero doesn’t like fish, but we don’t have many options at home, so Mom made it look like meat patties… Um, this fish has no strong smell and no bones!"

Rin was a bit surprised as he looked at the waste hero, who was gently nibbling away. His previously furrowed brow relaxed, revealing a big smile.

"It’s fine, it tastes really good."

Saying this, he tried a bit of every dish on the table and occasionally added food to the waste hero’s plate, then took the chance to serve some delicious food to Sarah from the far side of the table.

Sarah quickly tucked her chin in and glanced at her mother. After Mei nodded in agreement, she carefully started eating and gave Rin a small shy smile.

After a few drinks, Dhalsim’s face turned a deep red. He put down his chopsticks and glanced back and forth at Rin.

Rin felt a bit uncomfortable under his gaze and gave him a polite, graceful smile.

Dhalsim immediately looked at his glass and continued pouring and drinking.

Rin could feel that Emilia’s father was a bit resistant to his arrival.

It was like in a TV drama, where the father-in-law sees the son-in-law and doesn’t look pleased at all.

This was quickly confirmed.

When they had eaten enough, the waste hero stood up first and said, "I’m done eating."

Saying this, she looked at Rin, wanting him to join her.

Rin had other plans in mind and waved to her, saying, "Didn’t you sleep poorly last night? Go wash up and rest while you wait for me; I’m still not full."

Waste hero understood what he meant, tilted her head and thought for a moment, then nodded and went back to her room.

"Then Sarah and I will tidy up the room," Mei said, and soon she and Sarah left as well.

Only Dhalsim and Rin were left at the dining table.

The father-in-law immediately frowned at his son-in-law.

"You’re not married yet, right? When do you plan to get married?"