Chapter 122: Spoiling Girlfriends
The three breathtaking beauties sat in stunned, absolute silence as a team of immaculate waiters in white gloves bowed low, delicately filling crystal goblets with vintage, red wine.
They were currently seated in the ultra-exclusive VIP suite of The Royal Solis, the single most prestigious, absurdly expensive restaurant in the entire capital. The ambient atmosphere reeked of pure luxury, featuring floor-to-ceiling glass windows that offered a breathtaking view of the city below.
As the last waiter bowed and quietly backed out of the soundproof suite, all three girls collectively turned their heads toward Eren, who was leaning back in his chair with an innocent, thoroughly proud smile.
Emma leaned forward, her storm-grey eyes scanning the golden chandeliers above. "Eren... isn’t this the place where even high-ranking nobles need to book three months in advance just to secure a table on the ground floor?"
"The very same," Eren answered without missing a beat.
Norelia’s red eyes darted over the menu as she scanned the astronomical prices listed beside the dishes.
"My goodness..." the petite professor muttered under her breath. "Even my full monthly academy professor salary wouldn’t be enough to order a complete three-course meal for one person here..."
"Y-Young Master!" the busty maid squeaked out, her voice trembling. "Is it really alright for you to bring us to a place like this?! I mean... you could have taken us to a humble street diner and we still would have enjoyed every single second of our date with you!"
The tanned knight captain nodded in agreement, crossing her arms. "Mira’s right, for once. You don’t need to blow through your hard-earned money just to impress us, you idiot."
Eren set his water glass down, his blue eyes softening as his gaze slowly roamed over the three gorgeous women sitting around his table.
"And why wouldn’t I?" Eren asked. "This is our first official group date. My lovely ladies put in extraordinary effort to look ridiculously hot for me today... so how could I possibly offer you anything less than absolute perfection in return?"
"Stop flirting every single second, you brat," Norelia commented with deadpan look.
Eren merely shrugged. "It’s my responsibility to treat my girls, and the decision has been finalized. So there’s no turning back until all three of you have thoroughly stuffed yourselves and enjoyed this lunch to the absolute maximum."
Mira fidgeted with her napkin, her bright green eyes wide with lingering awe. "B-But Young Master... isn’t this spending way too much on us? I mean, even if I am your official sugar baby—"
Both Emma and Norelia’s brows twitched in perfect synchronization as they locked two lethal, soul-crushing glares onto the busty red-head for that cringey title.
Eren sighed like a heavy burden to convince them, resting his chin in the palm of his hand. Eyes softened into warm, deep, and startlingly sincere as he surveyed the three jaw-dropping women.
"Didn’t I make a promise to all three of you?"
He took another slow sip of water, mentally preparing himself to give another cringe, deeply embarrassing and shameless monologue just like in carriage last time.
"The moment you girls chose to get involved with an unhinged guy like me. your happiness, your safety, your desires, and your lives became my sole responsibility. This is our very first date. You three spend every single day spoiling me, looking out for me, and dealing with me... so why wouldn’t I pull out every single stop to spoil you in return?"
"I love you all far too much to ever skimp on your happiness. In fact, I’ll happily work ten times harder to earn just so I can keep spoiling my girls forever. So just sit back and let your boyfriend take care of you."
Silence descended over the luxury room.
All three stared at him with wide, completely frozen eyes. It was another one of his signature, cheesy, cringe ass, and honest monologues. The literal cheat code to hit straight at their hearts.
Emma was the first to break, burying her face directly behind her menu with a muffled groan. "Fine... sigh... I have no objections to getting spoiled by my idiot boyfriend..." she muttered, her heart hammering.
Mira smiled warmly, eyes shimmering with affection. "My sugar daddy really never misses a single chance to say the most embarrassingly sweet things..."
Norelia opened her menu, red eyes wildly scanning the pages while her face burned like an overheating magical core. "I-I suppose I shall cooperate as well..." she squeaked slightly.
Naturally, behind their flustered expressions, all three of them were secretly planning the exact same strategy: scan the menu for the cheapest available to save their boyfriend’s wallet from total liquidation and Eren could literally see that one their faces.
So he gave a theatrical cough, leaning back as he casually addressed the empty.
"Oh, by the way... I forgot to mention. Whichever one of my lovely ladies manages to thoroughly enjoy the most food today... wins a free, unrestricted pass to use their boyfriend however they see fit for one whole day. No rules."
THUD.
The sound of three menus slamming on the table echoed through the room.
The moment those words left his mouth, the humble, money-saving intentions vanished, replaced by a primordial fire in the eyes of the petite professor, the muscular knight, and the busty maid.
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They ordered as much as they could but were still considerate, and started enjoying the high course meal. Eren orders a simple dish, declaring that he needed to eat light today. In reality, watching his three girlfriends enjoying expensive orders with pure, unbridled joy filled his chest with a warm, ridiculously proud sense of affection.
After a short while, Eren pulled out his pocket watch under the table.
It was time.
He pushed his chair back and stood up from the table.
Norelia paused mid-bite, dabbing her lips with a cloth as her red eyes tracked his movement. "Where are you heading, Eren?"
"Just taking a quick trip to the washroom, my lovely professor," Eren replied, offering her an easygoing smile.
Emma narrowed her storm-grey eyes slightly, her instincts picking up on the shift in his posture and gave him a suspicious, deeply concerned look.
Noticing her silent worry, Eren raised his left hand, flashing the ring on his finger.
"Don’t worry, Captain," Eren purred in a soft, reassuring whisper, his dark blue eyes locking onto hers with absolute, quiet sincerity. "I promise I’ll be back in exactly twenty minutes. Keep enjoying your lunch."