The Omnistore System

Chapter 209 Aunty Yelena

Viana, her eyes gleaming mischievously, teased, "So, is this your standard routine for everyone?" She stepped out of his room, now fully dressed, and glanced around cautiously.

Kevin chuckled, "No, you're special. Only a chosen few get to partake in the enchantment of my distinctive showers," he said, dressing himself in attire.

Viana scoffed, "Liar."

Kevin just grinned at her accusation, not bothered at all. "Alright, let's grab some breakfast," he suggested, glancing at his watch after getting Keith's message about breakfast in the ship's kitchen.

"You go ahead; I'll catch up later," Viana said, heading to her room next to Benny's.

Kevin chuckled, thinking about Benny's wish to have her as a neighbor.

Wandering through the maze-like corridors, Kevin reached the dining area. After a bit of guidance-seeking from a somewhat irritated Keith, he finally made it to the table. However, Viana was notably absent.

Observing Keith deeply engaged in conversation with an unfamiliar woman – whose yin qi matched the masked figure from the earlier meeting – Kevin nonchalantly joined the scene.

"Morning! What's on the breakfast menu?" he inquired, settling into a chair beside Keith.

"Can't you see?" Keith retorted, annoyance evident as she crammed her mouth with a potato-stuffed grilled sandwich.

"I can," Kevin replied, a smirk playing on his lips. Nonchalantly, he picked up a sandwich from her plate, earning an angry glare from her. "Asshole, don't take mine. Or do you only know how to use your dick? Go use your hand or leg and get one from there," she snapped.

Taking a satisfying bite of the crunchy yet soft potato-filled sandwich, Kevin responded, "Hey, simmer down a bit. Why are you so angry first thing in the morning?"

"Why not? You're messing with my breakfast, first bugging me about directions when it's just a straight shot from the room. You took like 30 turns to get here, and now you're eyeing my food," Keith grumbled, irritation evident on her face.

On the other hand, the black-haired beauty sitting nearby had a genuine smile. Her black marble-like pupils reflected a sense of care, unlike the usual mix of love or lust seen in their family.

"Come on, Keith, don't be like that. Let him have a sandwich. I'll get you more if you want," the woman, clearly older than them, showed maturity in her face and eyes.

"Why would you go, aunty? He ate, so he'll get," Keith responded, playing the childlike card.

Kevin smiled, ruffling her hair, styled to the side with curls, irritating her. "You don't have to miss. I was just messing with her."

The woman looked at him with a smile and commented, "You two really suit each other." She let out a sad sigh and added, "It's such a pity that you broke up."

"We were never meant to be together, aunty," Keith responded, a hint of guilt in her tone as she felt her aunt's gaze.

Keith shot another glare at Kevin, silently demanding he fetch her a sandwich. With a smile, Kevin got up and said, "I'm going, alright? Just don't kill me with those eyes..."

Kevin walked away while the woman Keith referred to as aunty looked at Keith with genuine care and said, "When your mother died, she made me promise that I will marry you to the man you're happy with." She observed Kevin flirting with the women, serving breakfast.

Keith also glanced at him, seeming surprised as she asked, "Me marrying? Who? Him? No way in hell, you know aunty, how much of a bastard and pervert he is. I'm sure while tlaking with me. he was thinking about getting into your pants..."

The woman looked surprised and responded, "Really? Well, if he promises to marry you, I won't mind him in my pants."

"Aunty?" Keith said with shock and continued, "What about uncle?"

The woman looked at her with amusement upon hearing her question and said, "So, you do want him to yourself?"

Keith blushed at the implication. She still liked Keyara and Kari more than Kevin, but the memories of her crying in his embrace this morning resurfaced when she woke up, leaving her feeling embarrassed. The care Kevin showed her made her heart flutter.

She didn't want to admit it, feeling like the female lead in cheesy cliche romantic stories where many females fall for a man who, despite being a clear jerk, becomes the object of affection for all the female characters.

As she contemplated, Kevin returned with sandwiches and placed one in front of her, saying, "Now you won't kill me in my sleep, right?"

Keith, still mulling over her aunt's words, remained silent and just looked at him. Kevin, receiving no response to his question, sat down and began eating his sandwich. He then turned to the woman and asked, "I don't think we've been introduced before, right?" sensing that she knew him.

The woman smiled and nodded, saying, "We haven't, but I know about you, Mr. Kevin Morrison, the one sleeping with my niece."

Kevin, still munching on his sandwich, grinned at Yelena. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Aunt Yelena. Keith here doesn't seem to appreciate my company too much."

Yelena laughed, "Oh, don't mind her. She's always been a little fiery. But Kevin, dear, I've heard about your 'unique skills.' Quite the reputation you're building."

Kevin chuckled, "Word gets around fast, huh? Well, they're not for everyone, just for those with a taste for adventure."

Yelena's eyes sparkled with amusement as she responded, "I've been around for quite some time, dear. I can handle a little adventure."

Keith, still flustered, interrupted, "Can we not talk about his 'adventures' during breakfast? It's too early for that."

Kevin grinned, "Alright, alright. Let's change the topic. How's the journey been so far, Aunt Yelena? Any exciting stories to share?"

Yelena flashed a mischievous grin and remarked, "Oh, I have plenty of exciting stories, but unfortunately, my dear niece here doesn't appreciate the thrilling ones. So, I suppose we'll have to settle for some of the less adventurous tales."

Keith, rolling her eyes, retorted, "Yeah, please spare us from your dramatic tales, Aunt Yelena. We're not in the mood for ancient sagas or mythical adventures."

Yelena's smile didn't waver as she suggested, "Why not create a story right here, right now? I'm sure it'll be quite the thrilling adventure, especially with this charming friend of ours." She gestured towards Kevin, and both of them understood exactly what she meant, but they knew she was just teasing.