Poison Ambush?

Ayame couldn't believe it. 

The Quasi-God realm. 

After all of these years, she was seeing not one, but two individuals reach this highly commendable stage together. 

"It is quite the sight, is it not?" Keran smiled proudly.

"I-Indeed it is… and such a gorgeous man to boot… let me marry him too."

"Mother!"

"Oh come on, Keran, look at him. You probably don't even know what to do with a man like that."

"I assure you that I've had more than enough time to figure it out! You couldn't even do anything with him anyway, he'd split you in half in the first minute!"

"Sounds right up my alley if I'm honest…"

Annoyed, Keran finally stopped supporting her mother and let her fall to the ground.

Ayame's face became bright red and her embarrassment was evident. "Y-You pushed me!"

"I did no such thing. Seems like you needed my help more than you led on, huh?" Keran smirked eevily.

"Why you…!"