The day dragged on, and finally, school was over.
Only when he got into his car did Rod feel a sense of relief.
Today's encounters had him feeling like Tang Seng trapped in the Kingdom of Women.
Everywhere he went, women, whether he knew them or not, were enthusiastically approaching him to exchange contact information.
He had accumulated dozens of scraps of paper with addresses on them.
If he wanted, he could have a different girlfriend every day for the next month.
The problem was, it would be fine if they were all beautiful and sexy, like those big, busty American women.
But nine out of ten of these women who were giving him their contact information were fat, ordinary-looking, and surprisingly confident.
These kind of women with big chests and big butts were very popular in the United States.
But he wasn't into that type.
Compared to these overly voluptuous American mature women, he still preferred women who were slightly chubby.
A typical Eastern aesthetic.
In the United States, women who fit his taste were very rare.
Back in town, as he drove past the haunted house, Rod saw his new neighbors, a family of three, working in their yard.
Tessa, who was bending over to arrange food ingredients, caught a glimpse of Rod driving by slowly out of the corner of her eye.
"Hi!"
Seeing her neighbor enthusiastically waving, Rod slammed on the brakes and pulled over to the side of the road.
"What are you guys up to?"
Rod looked curiously at the yard.
"We're having a family barbecue. Do you want to join us?"
Tessa invited him enthusiastically.
Rod was about to decline, but hearing the commotion, Harman came over.
With the same beaming smile, he said:
"Come on over. We've prepared a lot of food, and it'd be such a waste if we didn't eat it all."
"We were just about to invite the neighbors around to join us for a celebration."
"Consider this our housewarming party."
Facing his enthusiastic new neighbors, Rod could only reluctantly agree.
At this point, if he refused, it would be incredibly rude.
They were neighbors after all, and they might interact often in the future.
He had to build a good relationship.
Even in the United States, connections were important.
Fearing that he might cause some trouble, Rod made an excuse to go home and take a shower.
He also changed into a new outfit.
When he arrived at his new neighbors' house, the empty yard was already filled with people.
Rod scanned the crowd and found that they were all the neighbors from around the area.
However, there weren't many people there, only about a dozen.
Rod wasn't surprised.
After all, the reputation of the haunted house was well-known.
Some people didn't care or didn't believe in the so-called haunted house and evil spirits, but some people took these things very seriously.
It was understandable that they wouldn't want to come.
The party started, and everyone was eating, drinking, and having a good time.
The men gathered together to watch TV and drink, while the women huddled together in groups, gossiping about all sorts of things in their lives.
Even in the United States, women's talent for gossip was deeply ingrained.
Rod had nothing in common with these old men, so he only had a few drinks before leaving to clear his head.
He saw Tessa busy with preparations.
"Need any help?"
Rod walked over and asked in a low voice.
"No, I can handle it myself."
Tessa wiped the sweat off her forehead and smiled.
Rod shrugged, found a chair and sat down.
He watched his neighbor work.
Her loose, casual home dress clung to her body as a gust of wind blew past.
Looking at her unblemished backside, Rod raised an eyebrow.
Did American housewives really like to go out so freely without bras?
Rod thought back, and he did occasionally encounter American wives who dressed very casually when he went to the supermarket.
While going out braless wasn't common, it did happen with one or two out of ten women.
Even more outrageous, he had encountered women who went to the supermarket wearing only a three-piece set of sexy lingerie.
It seemed that those formal outfits were only worn when they were at work.
"Here you go!"
Tessa, who had finished grilling, bent down and handed Rod the freshly grilled beef.
When she bent over, her already loose dress naturally draped down.
Rod glanced over and his heart skipped a beat.
He averted his gaze and awkwardly looked away.
He swore he wasn't intentionally looking.
He took the grilled meat from Tessa and casually picked up a drink to cover up his awkwardness.
"That's my glass..."
Tessa whispered, looking at Rod drinking the orange juice.
"Ah?"
Rod was stunned and even more embarrassed.
What the heck was going on?
He really couldn't get used to the openness of foreigners.
"It's okay, go ahead and drink it."
Seeing Rod's uncomfortable expression, Tessa glanced down at herself and probably guessed what was going on.
She covered her mouth and chuckled, not at all bothered.
She found this young man rather charming.
She turned back to her work, but there was a slight feeling of something strange in her heart.
She was a woman of her age, and she seemed to still have some appeal to these young men.
She had heard that younger boys liked mature women more.
She wondered if that was true.
"Close call."
Rod murmured as he sipped his orange juice.
Thank goodness he wasn't in Dragon Kingdom, otherwise it would have been so awkward.
He might have been sent to the police station by a little fairy.
The party ended after everyone had eaten and drunk their fill.
As he watched the other neighbors leave one by one, Rod also decided to say goodbye and go home.
"Hmm?"
He had just gotten up when his face suddenly changed.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out his silver cross necklace.
The necklace, which had been perfectly ordinary, was now scorching hot.
Rod's eyes narrowed as he looked towards the entrance of the villa.
A young woman in a maid's outfit had appeared out of nowhere, heading towards the villa.
A person?
No!
This was a freaking evil spirit!
【Please send in some data, flowers, and monthly tickets. Is this too bland? I need to speed up the pace.】