Free Web NovelChapter 99: Husband VS Wife The Ageless Battle
As Ruby and Amara continued to plot the destruction of the known world and its eventual enslavement, Fate was hard at work doing what he does best: nothing, and that is the way he likes it. With Ruby handling all of his various administrative matters, it left him with lots of time to think about ways to have fun.
One of these fun activities is currently underway, as Fate was currently competing with Fran Gunderson of the infamous NAO-WACH organization in a cookie-eating contest, with the winner getting bragging rights over the other person.
Fran sat on her chair as she stuffed another cookie into her mouth, then swallowed it. Fate saw this, and a sharp and competitive glint showed in his eyes as he said,
"Fran Gunderson, you think that you can defeat my eating abilities? You don’t stand a chance."
After this statement, Fate shoved three cookies into his mouth at once, which made all of the housewives in the audience look on with faces of awe.
"Ohhh! That kid can really pack the sugary snacks away," another housewife said out loud. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
"That’s right! Duke Fate Grimsever is a real competitor when it comes to eating contests," an ignorant housewife interjected, saying out loud,
"What about that Mary Jane Dawson girl? I have never seen anyone eat like her before."
Hearing this, Piggy Sue Trotter, who was watching in the audience, looked at this ignorant wife and said to her,
"You foolish woman, that creature can only eat so much food because a god helps her digest it. Fate does it all with his own power. How is that not better? Go and face the sugar rack for five hours and reflect on your mistakes. We respect individual strength in NAO-WACH, not those who cheat using external tools."
The housewife hung her head in shame and walked away to do the time for her crime. The young wife lamented that sometimes life is really not all sugar and rainbows. But at least she managed to sneak some cookies to enjoy during her punishment.
"He he!"
Fran saw Fate eat three cookies in a row and frowned as she took another two and placed them into her mouth, quickly chewing and swallowing them. Fate said in amusement to Fran,
"Fran, you actually stop to chew your food? That is a sign of a beginner food competitive eater. You need to use your own mouth to puree your food as soon as it enters your mouth, thus allowing it to be swallowed instantly."
With a smile on his face, Fate showed Fran how he took four cookies and broke them apart with his mouth to maximize the space available in his mouth to eat food with. Fran, seeing this, began to study this technique in detail. ƒгeewebnovёl.com
If she could utilize this technique herself, then those other wives leading the other Chapters of NAO-WACH will not stand a chance against her at the national cookie-eating contest.
Fate did not want to brag, but he was once the national hot dog eating champion for the United States.
It’s actually a little-known fact about competitive eating, but most people who win competitions these days are athletic, skinny young men, not fat guys.
Back when Fate ran the circuit, it was those skinny dudes who were his biggest competition.
With a smile on her face, Fran took five cookies at once and managed to swallow all of them without a problem.
Fate, seeing this, held back his surprise. He may have just created a monster competitive food eater.
But Fate did not have a problem with a bit of competition as he took six cookies and easily swallowed them. The cookies were the size of normal vanilla wafers back on Earth, so not too big but not very small either. Fran reached to grab seven cookies at once but she could not eat them all at once. So with a sigh of frustration, she said to Fate,
"Fate Grimsever, you have won our competition this time. But give me some time to practice with the technique you showed me, and you will not win so easily next time. Now that the fun is over, why are you really here? It can’t be for a simple cookie-eating contest, can it?"
Fate smiled as he put on a thinker pose and said to Fran Gunderson,
"Fran Gunderson, you intrigue me, so I want to form a cooperative relationship with you and your organization. As you are aware, I am incredibly wealthy. In fact, many would call me prodigal in how I waste money. But I’m always looking for ways to keep more money flowing into my treasury than what’s flowing out of it. Honestly, I have not been living up to my title of prodigal, and it’s time to fix that while making a profit at the same time."
Fran had heard of the habits of nobles before—how they compete with each other to see who can waste the most money. But this is the first time she has heard of a prodigal noble who wants to make more money than what they spend.
So this forced Fran to ask Fate,
"Why are you so concerned about making money, Fate? Since you say you like to spend money, why care how much you spend?"
Fate listened to this question and answered Fran with a smile,
"Fran, wealth is not endless. No matter how much money someone spends, it does not last forever. That’s why all prodigal nobles end up as beggars on the streets within two or three generations of squandering their money. Well, my goals are far larger than this. If I want to shamelessly spend endless amounts of money to slap people in the face with, I need to have an equal amount of obscene money coming in as well. So, I’m about to open a new restaurant called ’The Baconators’ that sells Chitpiglings, and I think you would love the ability to sell the cookies and baked goods that the wives of NAO-WACH sell in my new restaurants. It would allow all of you women to lord over your husbands the fact that you make more money than they do—something that men and women always have fun competing in."
At the mention of making more money than their employed husbands, the entire room suddenly became so quiet that Fran could hear a pin drop on the floor.
Then suddenly, Fran slapped her hand against the table in front of her, reducing it to sawdust. She stood up on her feet and looked seriously at Fate as she said,
"Fate Grimsever, don’t mess around with us here. This is not a subject to be taken lightly by us."
Fate smiled as he said to Fran,
"Fran, not only am I one hundred percent serious, but NAO-WACH can also stock their baked goods in the restaurants that I will be opening up soon in every city across the continent of Vale. So this is not only profitable for you but for your entire organization."
Fate did not realize it yet, but his greed has at this moment gained him a powerful ally in the form of this mysterious international wives’ support group in their never-ending battle with their chronically unemployed husbands.
