On Wednesday morning, Allen teleported back to the restaurant in his pajamas and sat slowly and somewhat sloppyly. At this time, Lun, who had not worked much today, was enjoying the last bit of food on the plate. Daisy and Emily were taking care of their mother for breakfast, and she was dressed neatly and seemed to be ready to go to work and class immediately.

As the principal, Alan, who had no boss on his head, did not plan to arrive at the school on time. He sat opposite Lunn, then buckled his thighs lazily with his hands, and then snapped his fingers.

Maggie, wearing a small apron, appeared in front of Allen with a snap and greeted enthusiastically: "Master Allen, what do you want to eat in the morning? Today there is Scottish black pudding and Bavarian white sausages, too!"

"Just look at me and give it a good match." Allen said, glanced at Lun, who was closest to him, and found that the other party was reading the newspaper. He looked at the sisters and mothers who were farther away and found that their attention was on the TV in the restaurant. So he waved to Maggie and let her get closer, and lowered his voice, "Maggie, I have a question... Have you changed the detergent medicine recently?"

"Ah?" Maggie was a little confused by Allen's sudden question. She leaned against her little head. "Master Allen, you know, Maggie has always used detergents that she configured. They can easily remove magical stains that are cleaned up and cannot be dealt with! The formula has not changed before the potions come out on the TV!"

"Uh... are you..." Allen was a little surprised, "Did you change herbal raw materials and other ingredients into the pharmacy?"

"No?" Maggie was a little worried and blamed herself, "Is there anything wrong with the young master's clothes? Maggie will wash it again now!"

"You washed Maggie very clean, I just got a little rash today..." Allen comforted, "Don't care, go get some breakfast for me, I'm so hungry."

Maggie nodded and disappeared from the spot, but she planned to wash her clothes all over again after cooking breakfast.

"What's going on? I didn't notice that you had a rash... Is there something wrong with the herbs?" Although Lunn was looking at the newspaper, he seemed to have listened to the conversation completely. He asked further in a low voice with a suspicion, "Allen, have you checked? Is it poisonous? Is anyone trying to poison you by contaminating medicinal materials..."

"Well...of course not, even if there is Maggie, you will check it..." Allen said, quietly looking at the witches in the distance, then approached Lunn and said, "As for the location, it was me... I found some rashes there today... I thought Maggie had changed the formula and was a little allergic... It turned out not, but they were red and itchy... As for the location, especially around me... you know..."

Alan said as he began to lean back and pointed his crotch.

Lun, who was sitting at the dining table for breakfast, immediately changed from suspicion to disgust. He stopped the knife and fork in his hand, raised the sausage on the fork in his hand and complained in a low voice: "Sorry, I'm still sitting here eating white sausage!"

"It's not a sausage problem..." Allen waved his hand a little anxiously, and he looked up at the remaining food on Lun's plate, "mainly with two roasted tomatoes..."

Lun put down the knife and fork in his hand with a constipated expression. It seemed that he didn't plan to continue eating.

Lun gave himself a mouthful of orange: "But Allen, can you be sure that it was caused by your underwear? Can you be sure it was a rash?"

"Or what?" Allen asked back annoyedly.

"Ha! Alan, if you have a little more lively place, you can open another three-broom bar!" Daisy raised her cup in the distance and quipped loudly, "From dragon acne to spider venom or golem oil, everything is possible!"

"It's just a rash! I've told you that we're not in the recipe..." Allen gritted his teeth and shouted to Daisy, "Emily is still here! Daisy, what are you talking nonsense?!"

"Allen, Poppy Pomfrey can't cure this, but you can go and get a letter to Bossed." Emily replied when she saw Allen calling her name.

"What?!"

"Boste...Millison Bearsted one year was still in school, and he got sick like you..." Emily put her hands on her upper and lower eyelids and stretched them out, making them look a little more prominent, imitating Luna's usual golem, "Mr. Felch's cat, Mrs. Loris followed her for about one semester... Hermione told me at the time that it was just because Millison also had cats, but Luna suspected that she had used goblin's saliva... She cured the things she called the sergeant, which gave her some extra talent to oppose us."

"Enough! Let's stop talking about this topic!" Allen, who was shocked by his sister's run, shouted. He realized in a slight sense that his relatives had better hearing than he thought after taking attribute potions. "Mom, don't you care? Daisy taught Emily!"

"Daisy, Allen is going to be a father again, where is your boyfriend?" Morgan LeFey was also smiling, but at this time he took the opportunity to sit on the chair with a stern face and hold his waist and scolded him, "And Lun is even more busy with work every day... I sometimes think about whether your mother-in-law is married or not..."

Emily's slightly opened mouth showed that she was obviously stunned by her mother's ability. Lunn, who was directly fucked, blushed, and the blue veins on her forehead burst out and could not speak. Alan quickly shut up to avoid burning the Lihuo on himself.

Morgan LeFey nodded with satisfaction, and then focused on his youngest son who pulled her into the water: "Allen, you have exposed all the secrets, why haven't you called Luna back?"

"Mom... she doesn't want to go back..." Allen responded dryly.

"Nonsense, I've just arrived before, now you let her, who is pregnant with your child, hide alone outside?" Morgan LeFey said with some anger. "You want two children and still think you are a child?"

"Morgan LeFey said it well!" Helga in the portrait also spoke, "Allen, although you can't blame you for this, Helena will let this poor crow be alone..."

"Mom, that's why I don't want to be so anxious!" Daisy shouted, "I have to see clearly to avoid meeting an irresponsible scumbag like my brother!"

Emily, who had never dealt with Luna, nodded with a little consent at this time.

"Why are you so dirty and innocent?" Allen opened his eyes wide. Now it was his turn to blush, and the veins on his forehead were blooming. He argued, "Why am I not responsible...I am taking care of myself to cook!...She doesn't want to go home, can I be considered irresponsible?"

He said some difficult things one after another, such as ancient dialects, the language of purgatory of the abyss, and the changes in blood pressure made Alan's rash become a little itchy. He raised his hands from time to time and had to resist not depressing them to avoid being unelegant enough.

This somewhat funny scene made everyone laugh: the restaurant was filled with joy.
Chapter completed!