Bad Valentines Day

February 14

When I woke up, I was in Tamamo's lap again. I turned around and realized that I was in my living room. Looking at the clock, it was clear that only a few minutes had passed. Momo was sitting nearby, talking to my mother, trying to explain the situation of our relationship as a couple and a harem, while my mother sat intimidatingly on the couch, like a queen looking down disdainfully from her throne. It seems that after spending a few days with her parents, Momo decided to come back to keep an eye on my father. However, it seems that he was quite persuasive and convinced her to come here so that we could live together as a couple. According to her, she suspected something strange was going on because my father was acting more strange than usual, something to do with losing some kind of bet as far as she could tell, nothing to do with my property, but still, Rafael was having trouble sleeping. After that, my father said he was going on a business trip for a few days before giving poor Momo the final push to come here. He arranged for her transportation, and it was even his idea for the speech that the angel gave at my house when she arrived.

While the glass girl spoke, my mother shifted the target of her anger. Fortunately, it was no longer me who was in trouble, but my father. Especially when Momo mentioned how he had spent the last few years on a tropical planet full of beautiful women and how he had gone on a business trip after his caretaker had left. My mother was so angry that she took a picture of Rafael that was on the mantelpiece and smashed it against the wall.

"The day I see that damn Rafael again, I'm going to kill him again," my mother said angrily.
"First he comes and is the first to leave without saying anything about what happened in Europe, then he takes my son's money to live a luxurious life on a paradise planet, a tourist destination that cute girls usually visit."
"Meanwhile, I'm still here, crying over his death."
"I don't remember marrying a piece of scum."
"How prolific is the hitman market in heaven?"
"Are they too expensive?" my mother began to say really disturbing things.

"This is my fault, I should never have listened to someone who is known for cheating".
"I just got a little carried away with my desire to visit Earth and live with Cesar," Momo said sadly when she saw how easily she had been fooled.

My mother then stopped and turned to look at the transparent angel, seeming to remember that despite the appearance of the angel had before her, a young girl who doubted her future because she came here only following her wish, the only thing that occupied her was a small initial impulse that my father gave her the courage to make the journey to me.

"This is not your fault, you only did what you thought was right.
"It's his fault that he used your determination to his advantage," my mother said, hugging Momo.
"....."
"Your body is quite cold"
"You are a living being, right?"
"Wait a minute"
"Before that"
"Are you even wearing clothes at all?" asked my mother after she had a better look at Momo weird body.

"Cesar!"
"We have 15 minutes before class starts!" Tamamo told me when she saw the house clock.

With all that was going on with the angel, we forgot that we still had to go to class. Even though I wanted to help Momo, I couldn't let go of keeping an eye on Haru too. So I told my mother to please let the girl stay in the house so we could talk more calmly. After saying goodbye, Maria, Tamamo and I ran out of the house and tried to get to school on time. But it was impossible because I was still worried about my sister's health, so I decided that we should stop for a moment to rest. When we got to the gate, it was closed, so we had to wait for the first class to end before we could enter the school.

As if that was not enough, today was the day to hand in the homework that the teacher had left for us, and of course we forgot to do it, so the teacher scolded us during class. She later apologized to us during lunch by saying that she did it to avoid being discovered by the parents of other students, although they apparently suspect that Xian might be changing our academic grades, which she is.

In the afternoon there was more news at school, because apparently there will be a school trip to the mountains for several days next week. First we are going to visit a temple, then we are going to visit a power plant to see how it works, and then we are going to have a small two-day camp in some cabins in the forest. While my classmates were excited, I was inside panicking about how to solve this situation, because if Haru happened to go on the trip, I would have to go too, and that would probably mean that I would have to sleep next to the other girls in my class, and although that usually sounds like good news, I wondered what I was going to do to hide my tail and fox ears for those two or three days.

After school, and after Haru had been picked up by the patrol, Tamamo came up to me and handed me a bag of small chocolates for Valentine's Day at the school gate in front of everyone. She had made them herself after practicing a lot these days, but even though the shape was quite strange, I could also see the passion with which they were made. And she made me remember something important again!

Today was Valentine's Day. I still hadn't gotten the sweets for Tamamo, and if that wasn't enough, I should also get something for Momo now that she was here too.

Maria, trying to help me, reminded Tamamo that my mother was expected help in the cafeteria today , so she decided to accompany her. While I ran to the store and tried to find something to give to Momo without wasting any time, but it was almost impossible to find something romantic that was not already sold. I only managed to find a few Valentine's cards in a bookstore, but they were the ones that said "for my one and only true love", the salesman looked at me suspiciously when he saw that I was buying two of those cards.

It was already the time when most of the stores were closed, so it was impossible to find something for Momo. So I started looking for alternatives, in one of them I remembered that she also liked to fix things, so I managed to get a cheap universal screwdriver that I thought would be useful for her. And on the way back, I thought about getting the candy from a convenience store, but all the candy stores I passed had been brutally looted. So I went back to other ideas, first I thought maybe some ice cream, but they were empty too, I was already starting to worry about how dangerous a Valentine's Day was for a store. In the end I settled for two boxes of chocolate chip cookies, because the truth was I could not find anything better and it was getting very late.

Back at the house, everyone was already there, I was the last to return. They were all sitting in the living room, with my mother sitting in the middle with her family album, showing them photos from when I was a child. Yes, exactly the embarrassing ones you want to hide from everyone were the ones they were looking at. And to top it off, when they saw me arrive, they started laughing without telling me why.

"Don't worry too much"
"I just thought your two wives should know what you were like before you became a girl."
"Like this photo here!"
"Here is the time you proposed to your childhood friend, Sharon, at the school dance"
"And this is me trying to cheer him up outside after what happened," my mother said badly, trying to hide that she was doing it on purpose.

"But what are you showing them!!?"
"Take that away!!"
"You told me you would never tell anyone, and it turns out you even took pictures of me that day!"

"You looked pretty cute in that bunny suit at the costume party"
"But I still wonder why they let you take the costume you worked with at the amusement park to the party?"

"I borrowed it so I wouldn't have to buy one."
"But that's not the point!"

"How old was Cesar when this happened?" the goddess asked.

"He was 15 when it happened."
"But unfortunately, you didn't get along with Sharon from that day on."

"She rejected me in front of everyone and made fun of me!"
"And it also turned out that she had one of her boyfriends at the party."
"She never told me she had one because the very hypocrite said she wanted me to be nice to her if her other relationship didn't work out!"
"And you want me to get along with that bitch?"
"Besides, Tamamo and Momo are here, we shouldn't talk about that subject!"
"You have no consideration?" I hadn't been this angry at my mother in years, but now I was about to explode.

"Well, that's fair, isn't it?"
"After all, you didn't tell me that there was someone else who loved you besides Tamamo."
"If you don't like being betrayed, then why do you betray this cute angel by hiding her from your family?"
"Shouldn't she be as angry as you are right now?"
"You owe her an apology, because what that bitch did to you, you do to an innocent girl like Momo."

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My mother was right, I owed the angel an apology, because although I didn't tell them anything to avoid further misunderstandings, I didn't correct it later. I insulted Momo by trying to hide her from my family and pretend she didn't exist.

"I'm so sorry..."
"I didn't mean to..."
"I'm sorry for everything I put you through because of my selfishness"
"I tried to hide from my family by pretending you didn't exist."
"My behavior was wrong and I regret it," I said, bowing my head as much as I could in front of Momo in the form of an apology.

Momo looked at me with a sympathetic face when she saw me. She walks up to me and touches me with her hands to make me look up.

"It's okay."
"I know you didn't mean to do it with bad intentions."
"I can understand why you did it, the truth is I think this is all my fault because now you have to be with me".
"I still feel that I have no right to be here with you today."
"But still, not only do you accept me, but you even apologize for thinking that you offended me by doing such a thing."
"You don't have to apologize for that."
"But I'm still glad you did."
"Thank you."

I wanted to cry out of embarrassment, but I knew that would only make it worse. So I took a deep breath and went over to Tamamo and Momo to give them the gifts I had gotten for them. When they both saw that the two letters said the same thing, I tried to find a bag to cover my face for the rest of my life. But then Tamamo ran over and hugged me happily, and Momo stayed in the chair and watched us with a smile, looking at her letter and the screwdriver.

"It must have cost you a lot to get it right?" She said to the glass angel.
"Thank you for your gift."
"I really wasn't expecting this at all, I know I came without warning you, so it must have been really difficult for you."
"I don't even have anything to give you in return."
"The only thing I brought for you is Luna's Core."
"But I'm not sure if you really want to have something so sad next to you."

Momo said as she opened the large suitcase she brought with her, and between several wrapped cloths came to a beautiful neon cristal, the gem was similar to the crystals in my hair, but it has a detailed sculpture carved using precious gemstone as its only material, it was on a small colored pillow. It was not a jewel of value, not to people, maybe only to me, it had some value. My whole family stared at it in amazement to see such an object treated with such care and beautifully packaged.

"Your father and I found the best craftsman to do the work, from inside the crystal it can see the surroundings perfectly, as you requested," said the girl, who looked like the box she was holding.
"I hope it's to your liking."

"It's perfect!"
"It's just as I imagined it," I exclaimed.

I carefully took the gem in my hands and looked at it, making sure it was in excellent condition.

"I'm sorry it took me so long to see you again," I said without addressing anyone in particular.

"What's wrong with this gem?"
"Why are they treating it like a luxury item?"
"They don't even treat the Codex that carefully," my sister asked curiously.

"Well, it's a bit of an old story about my early years during the war against the dragons."
"But I'll tell you the story anyway, because I want you to take good care of this gem."
"Because it is important to me."

Warning them that the story would be quite long, my mother began to cook something while we all bathed and changed into our pajamas. Maria, for some strange reason, brought a book with a black cover and a strange drawing. Tamamo lay on the floor while she wrote talismans with a brush, Momo sat down and tried to serve a drink, my mother brought sandwiches again. For my part, I carefully placed the glass box on the fireplace, the most important place in the house to be always accompanied by family, and began to tell my story about the gem.