After ordering copious amounts of model kits that were once out of his reach, Aoni finally got up, took a quick shower, got dressed in one of the many casual yet brand-new workout outfits he'd bought at the Bureau, and headed downstairs.
However, the moment he appeared at the foot of the plain wooden staircase, his Mom stood there wide-eyed with a hint of sadness.
"My boy…he's all grown up; look at you, Aoni, all defined and manly;* sniffle* makes me feel like I've lost my cute little son." Wiping an imaginary tear from her cheek, Lea rushed forward and pulled her youngest son off the stairs before leading him to the kitchen table.
"Now that you're a traveler, you must eat breakfast every morning. No more of that skipping meals crap you always do; now, come, come, tell me all about your adventures in Genovia, along with your Territory."
"Did you meet any suitable daughter-in-laws for me yet?"
