"Alright, ma'am."
Grilling meat required doing it yourself, and although the meat was good, Karen wasn't a big fan of barbecue. In his previous life, he had digestive issues, and in this life, his body was weak. Therefore, he couldn't truly enjoy the happiness of large chunks of grilled meat yet.
He only ate a small amount and spent most of the time helping Aunt Mary and Mrs. Hughes grill. The two beautiful women enjoyed drinking and chatting about their interesting things in the past with great enthusiasm.
It was almost nine o'clock at night. At Karen's suggestion, the two women tipsily agreed to call it a day.
As they headed to the parking lot, Karen's arm was around them, as they couldn't walk on their own without falling over.
This feeling of having two women in his arms was not as pleasant as one might think.
