I Shall Cuck Everyone

344  Grandma Is Hot

Seeing that it's the witch, I drop her to the ground and walk back to the bed.

"Why did you come back though?" I ask as I sit next to the half-conscious Zamira.

"Why did I come back? It's normal for us to return after the marriage contract binding. I also have to clean what's left of the circle and announce to the people that the marriage contract binding has been successful. Then lastly, I will call you and Zamira out and wish you some good luck," the witch explains, causing me to glance at her in confusion.

"Since when did that start happening? The last marriage I did with my wives, the witch left after drawing the magic circle," I ask in curiosity.

"Seems like someone didn't do their job properly. What's the witch's name?" The witch asks.

"I think her name is Dorothy," I mumble, trying to remember the nice features of the witch.

"Dorathy! One of the clan leaders?!" The witch asks, her eyes nearly falling out of her sockets.

"Yeah, I think she's the one," I clear the doubt.

The witch lets out a heavy sigh and wipes a patch of sweat that wasn't visible on her face before.

"I take back what I said before because it's a taboo to speak ill of one's leader in the witch clan since they know best. You are correct, cleaning up isn't necessary, but it's like doing a job and leaving the mess for the customers to take care of. That would surely discourage them," The witch explains. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Suddenly, I notice that Zamira has fully regained her senses as she's staring at me and the witch with an unreadable expression.

"Looks like someone is jealous," I say, trying to provoke her.

"I don't smell lust from you towards this woman. If you did, I would kick you in the balls so hard," Zamira clarifies.

Hearing her words, I swallow a mouthful of saliva. Even though I can harden parts of my body, receiving a kick to the balls from someone at Zamira's level is sure a devastating blow.

The tension in the room eases as the witch chuckles, breaking the awkward silence. "Well,  if you'll excuse me, I'll finish up my duties and let you enjoy your married life in peace."

With that, the witch leaves the room to announce to the crowd about the succession of our marriage. Then I turn my attention back to Zamira. She's still giving me that suspicious look, and I decide to address the elephant in the room.

"I wasn't flirting with her, you know. She's just here to finish up some formalities," I clarify.

Zamira smirks, "I know. I was just messing with you. Besides, if you ever try anything, you know where my foot will land."

"..."

Soon after, I hear the witch calling us to come outside from the room. With Zamira now fully dressed back in her clothes, we walk out of the room. The air outside is charged with excitement, and I can't help but feel a sense of anticipation.

The moment we get out of the room, I notice everyone's face fixated on me and Zamira. No, Zamira specifically, smiles blooming on everyone's faces. Glancing at old man Duke, I notice that he has the proudest smile ever. It's a moment of pride and accomplishment that fills the air.

Suddenly, my eyes catch onto a figure, making my mouth open agape in shock for a few moments before I close it. This figure is none other than Zunda, Jill's mother who is also my grandmother. Looking at her right now from this angle, I have to admit she's very beautiful. She's the combination of Jill and Zamira combined as she has all their features. The most intriguing thing about her is that she looks like someone in their early thirties using the human criteria.

Though for us vampires, our appearance doesn't necessarily predict our age compared to some races, but our aura does. Older people tend to have a denser and sharp feel of blood aura. However, despite these differences, some vampires have learned how to control their blood aura to a certain degree that they can spoof their blood aura to a desired taste. It's something I usually do in the past whenever I went to gamble.

But damn, I have to admit grandma is hot. I muse, shifting my gaze.

Suddenly, old man Duke and Zunda stand up and start walking towards us. Reaching in front of us, Old man Duke and Grandma look at me and Zamira with happy expressions. The next moment, Old man Duke places his hand on my shoulder, bringing his mouth closer to my ear.

"Boy, I think you shouldn't flirt with another woman near Zamira. I think she's looking at the witch with hatred," Old man Duke whispers in my ear.

"I didn't even do anything," I whisper back in surprise. But to my utmost shock, Grandma is also whispering something into Zamira's ears and I can't hear any bit of it.

As the whispers continue, I feel a mix of confusion and curiosity. What are they saying? I steal a glance at Zamira, who seems equally puzzled and her face slightly red as she listens to what grandma is saying.

After a while, Grandma stops whispering into Zamira's ears, but Zamira's face still remains extremely red. Then, she starts walking towards me, also placing her hands on my face, caressing it slightly.

"You have grown compared to the last time I saw you. You might not remember me much, but you were such a cry baby then. Though I didn't expect you to marry your mother and aunt, however, due to the fact that you were born artificially I am only allowing this marriage. I can't wait to meet my great-grandkids," Grandma says, winking her eye while caressing my face at the same time.

Hearing her words, I furrow my eyebrows. What does she mean by saying I was born artificially? That sounded quite offensive, but I am hardly moved by her words. But if that's the case, then it doesn't mean anything if I also-

"Now that the marriage ritual has been completed, the groom and bride will go to their room in the palace as per royal custom. While we, the visitors, are going to celebrate and enjoy ourselves to the fullest!" The witch suddenly interferes with her announcement, causing all the visitors to let out loud cheers. Subsequently, several waiters start entering the hall, bringing all sorts of food and drinks since there are visitors from diverse races here.

Glancing at grandma one more time, I grab Zamira's hand and start leading her towards the hidden exit of the hall, accompanied by two guards.

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