Annan couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Pfft." 

Pankey's lips twitched, struggling to maintain a straight face. Lys was the only one who didn't care about the tension, jumping up and down excitedly while throwing her arms around Ashe.

"Daddy, you're amazing! The Harbinger of Disaster! The Source of Chaos! One of the Doomsday Triad... wait, what about me? Am I on there?"

Ashe looked at her with a completely deadpan expression. "You grew up into a massive, lazy shut-in. You stay locked in your room all day playing games and binging dramas. When I tell you to go get a job, you just scream at me to get lost. And if I dare interrupt your gaming, you call me an old fossil."

"That's impossible! I'm going to grow up into a suuuper beautiful girl!" Lys spread her arms as wide as they could go, emphasizing that she wouldn't just be ordinary pretty, but spectacularly beautiful. "And there's no way I could ever hate you, Daddy!"

Ashe turned his gaze toward Annan. "Miss, didn't you say something exactly like that when you were a kid? Like, 'I'll never hate mom' or something along those lines?"

Annan shot back defensively, "Of course not!"

"She did," Pankey corrected gently.

The young butler glanced at the lady of the house, who...