Aya listened to her daughter silently, but the more her daughter spoke, the more shocked her expression became. She stared at Damuda's face with a beet red face.
' H- How can she even suggest something like that? Is she not in her right mind? Maybe she is joking?
But it is still too much, to think she would make a joke like that to her own mother. Sigh, maybe we spoiled her a little too much,' Aya thought and released a long sigh internally.
As the screams of the Gods continued to sound, Aya placed her hand on Damuda's shoulder and spoke: " It's not right to make a joke like that with your mother. Even your father won't be happy if he hears about it."
While speaking, Aya couldn't help but glance at the handsome man who was still floating in the air with his eyes closed, his white hair fluttering in the air.
