After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 1169

Chapter 1169: Family Bath
A/N: Thanks for your support guys! As you might remember I erroneously sent the extra chapter yesterday xDD Hope you enjoyed that~

For those who opened the previous chap and hadn’t checked, it has been edited. Don’t miss it! xD

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The couple and their kids headed to their room to clean up. Althea prepared their bathtub while Garan carried them both, one on each arm.

They looked adorable just hanging there like stuffed toys, little feet dangling, and rounded eyes looking at her, following her wherever she went.

“Mwamwa!” Pepper called, trying to reach out to her.

“Mwamwaaa!” Meatball also yelled, though he seemed like he was swimming vertically like a frog while being held by his dad.

The two’s milky voices abound, resonating across the bathroom, and it was bound to melt anyone’s heart.

She giggled and waved her hand to the bathtub, taking a handful of water and letting it float to the children. The babies’ mouths made cute ‘o’s and they raised their little arms to reach the water, seemingly fascinated by how their hands entered the floating mass of liquid.

Althea smiled. “Just a bit more…” she said, adding the rubber duckies as toys.

The kids loved those toys.

“Squeekies!”

“Owwhhh!!”

Althea giggled and walked over, making the ball disappear with a wave of hand. She leaned down and smooched their soft faces.

Chup!

Chup~!

The babies squealed and made kissy faces and she couldn’t help but shower them with some more.

It was just that when she lifted her head to look at her husband, she realized he was looking darkly at her.

She blinked, and the laughed when she realized what it was about. She tiptoed, kissing him on the cheek as well.

Garan’s face softened, but his eyes also heated up even more.

Suffice it to say, the next hour would be torture for Garan, who could only look at his wife but not touch.

The couple bathed with the babies for efficiency and also because the babies had become increasingly unruly as they grew older, so an adult had to be in the bath with them. Little Meatball, for instance, always kept trying to crawl out of the tub somehow.

Splash!

Water splashed everywhere, and if they had not joined in, they’d have been drenched anyway.

The babies giggled, having fun causing trouble for their parents. Fortunately, Althea was a bit of an expert in basic water skills now, so she could distract and bathe the babies at the same time with it.

“Wowwww!” Pepper squealed as a water blob passed by her body to wash away the soap.

“Wowww!” Meatball also yelled as a water ball teasingly washed his face and dropping over his head.

“Whoosh! Whoosh!”

“Wodah! Wodah! Wooooaa”

Little Meatball even made hand movements as if following what she did. He was very disappointed when nothing happened though.

Anyway, Althea distracted them like this, all while creating small waves for the rubber duckies to follow dynamically.

Because of this, the children grew to love taking baths.

At some point, they became invested whether the duck would drown under her waves or not.

“Sweem! Sweem! Squekie! Sweem!”

“Nooo! Gow down squeekie down!”

The adults let the babies play as they wanted. Anyway, the water was warm and it would make sure the babies were tired out completely by the time they went to bed.

As they played though, Althea couldn’t but stare at her children in thought.

Until now, there wasn’t any information about them in the panel. She had asked Jonathan what was the youngest information he could see in the panel and it was apparently 10 to 12 years of age, which was consistent with the age it was safe for children to level up a lot.

Why this was, nobody really knew. They assumed that—perhaps—the system could only truly integrate with a human body when they could handle a certain amount of aether as well.

Interestingly though, people here seemed to be born with their spaces.

Although they hadn’t confirmed this, they were pretty sure the babies used their spaces a lot by virtue of them always taking out random things that had no way to fit in their pockets.

That missing storybook? Yeah, Pepper would suddenly make it appear whenever she wanted someone to read it for her.

All those missing donuts placed on the coffee table? Yeah, they’d see Meatball gobbling them up an hour later while he was playing in a random park.

Amusingly, the babies, when asked where the items were, would just say ‘pocket’. This was because, in their mind, that was what it was.

They knew they couldn’t control it completely though.

It was also cute when they tried squeezing things into their pockets, believing it’d enter without problem, but then the item would get stuck at the mouth of their pockets and they’d cry to an adult to make it fit.

Anyway, the bath ended about half an hour later, with Althea doing most of the washing while Garan watched everyone to make sure no baby went off the rims.

He also watched his wife and her movements a lot, putting himself into a sweet-in-pain state, but he knew when not to make a move so he could only stay quiet for the entire time.

He was relieved when the children finally got bored, and they all headed out the bathtub together.

Althea used her ability to dry them off quickly, impressing the babies, their eyes appearing rounder and making ‘o’ shapes with their mouths.

It was just that she had to touch them to do this—at least an inch away from the skin—which made things hard for Garan who demanded she dried him like this too.

To be fair, he could’ve just dried himself with a towel, but he decided to torture himself this way. This suffering was entirely on him and he had no one to blame.

The sadder part (for Garan) was that the two babies did not want to part from their mother, wanting to sleep with her even after spending the entire day with her.

Garan pouted as the four of them laid down the bed, with the two babies sleeping on their bodies—one for each parent.

Of course, if the babies had the choice, they’d rather sleep on their soft mother rather than their dad who was like stone, but sadly they couldn’t both fit with their mum.

In the end, Althea had Little Pepper sleeping on her, while Little Meatball had no choice but to lay on his father’s hard chest.

Pepper was well-behaved, with her mother patting her little bum as she was lulled to sleep. Garan did the same, but the baby boy kept squirming over him.

“Mmmmwamma… Dada no comfwy,” he mumbled, looking adorably miserable. The little milky voice so pitiful, Althea wanted to take him away from Garan.

In the end, the two babies were placed between them in the bed, spooned into a parent each.

Garan sighed, feeling disappointed for not having his planned alone time with the wife tonight.

“Oh, appreciate it while they fit with us,” Althea said, holding back her laughter. “Time runs so fast. The next thing we know, they’ll have their own rooms.

“Then they’ll become teenagers who want to run away from us,” she paused, shifting her hand to touch her husband’s cheek. “So enjoy it while it lasts.

“We can’t have babies forever.”

Garan sighed, no choice but to succumb and just prepare to sleep without doing anything perverted.

Still, he thought she worried too much.

They could just make new babies anyway.