ALL MY WIVES ARE BEAUTIFUL ELVES

Chapter 150 Where did she get the milk?!!

Kan was set to take the spot kick. Taking in long deep breaths, he began to retrace his steps from the spot, giving himself and the ball a considerable distance.

Kan stared at the ball and then at the goalkeeper. He drew in one last air and then proceeded to make a run up towards the ball.

As he approached the ball, he raised his left foot to kick it and just at that splitting moment, he looked towards the left post before hitting the ball.

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The students watching held their breaths as Kan kicked the ball. The goalkeeper dove to the left, anticipating the arrival of the ball what what he didn't know was that he had been played.

Kan had used an old trick in the book to send the goalkeeper to the wrong direction and instead placed it softly to the right side of the post, scoring the penalty.

In a surge of exhilaration, Wick and the remaining members of the team rushed towards Kan, embracing him for the goal scored and the icing to the cake came in form of the final whistle that was blown.

Wick and the team members celebrated around him, their jubilation accentuated by the conclusive blast of the referee's whistle. The match was over, and Kan's successful penalty had sealed their victory. The students in the stands cheered on, their collective excitement echoing through the air.

Coach Nami, from the sidelines, couldn't conceal her satisfaction. The doubt that lingered at the absence of Emily had been replaced by a burgeoning confidence in the newfound potential of her team.

Amidst the celebratory chaos, Kan's eyes sought out Emily. As their gazes met, a subtle smile tugged at the corners of her lips, an acknowledgment of Kan's contribution to the team's success. That connection, though fleeting, held a promise of future possibilities.

The opposing team, though defeated, acknowledged the skill and finesse displayed by Kan and Wick. The players exchanged respectful nods, recognizing the spirited competition that had unfolded on the pitch.

The teammates, now united in their shared victory, gathered at the center of the field. Wick, with a playful grin, clapped Kan on the back.

"Not bad for a newbie, huh?" Wick remarked, a camaraderie forming between them.

Kan, still breathing heavily from the exhilaration of the game, managed a nod. "You never know what these old boots can still do," he replied, echoing the hesitation he had from earlier on.

Coach Nami approached, a proud gleam in her eyes. "That was an impressive debut, Kan. You've added a new dimension to our play. I hope you are here for good because we aren't letting you leave!"

Kan, a bit overwhelmed by the attention, nodded in gratitude. The victory, beyond the points on the scoreboard, seemed to mark a turning point for both him and the team.

The field gradually emptied as students dispersed, each carrying the memory of this intense match. Kan lingered on the field for a moment, absorbing the echoes of cheers that still reverberated.

A tap on his shoulder drew his attention. It was Emily, her eyes reflecting a blend of admiration and something more elusive. "You played well, Kan," she complimented, her words carrying a sincerity that resonated with him.

"Thanks, Emily. It means a lot," Kan replied, genuine gratitude in his voice.

As the team made their way back to the locker room, Kan couldn't shake off the feeling that this chapter, marked by a penalty kick, was just the beginning of a larger narrative. The camaraderie, the victory, and Emily's acknowledgment hinted at a journey unfolding beyond the confines of the football pitch.

Little did Kan know, the events of this day would shape not only his trajectory within the football club but also the intricate dynamics of relationships that extended beyond the realm of sports. The echoes of the final whistle lingered in his mind, a precursor to the adventures yet to come in this new chapter of his life at the academy.

The team went back to change back to their normal school uniforms.

They all left the entrance door to the school hallway, still talking loudly about it.

As they walked to the gate, Emily approached kan and nudged at his shoulders.

"Hey, so what else can you do other than play so well," she said.

"I'll leave that up for you to find out," Kan replied with a grin, staring back at Emily's pretty face.

Her blonde hair blew through the evening wind and added a subtle beauty to her.

"So I guess we held over to my place?" Emily asked.

"Yeah...but...wait a minute...is that?" Kan stopped to say as his eyes caught a figure standing by the gate.

"Aunt Layla?!" Kan said, approaching the figure whom turned out to be indeed Aunt Layla.

"Kan, come let's go!" Aunt Layla waved at Kan with excitement, gesturing for him to hurry up as she stepped into a vehicle.

The vehicle itself wasn't the conventional one. Although it looked like a normal car, it was far from one. In place of the wheels a car would normally have, this one had what appeared to be thrusters instead.

"You know her?" Emily asked sensing the familiarity between Kan and the lady that had just entered the black vehicle by the gate.

"Errrm... Yeah...you know what? Maybe some other time, yeah? I'll see you tomorrow!!" Kan said, rushing off to join aunt Layla in the vehicle awaiting him.

The thrusters hummed to life as Kan entered the unusual vehicle, and Aunt Layla greeted him with an affectionate smile. As the vehicle lifted off the ground, Emily stood by the gate, her expression a mix of curiosity and confusion.

"Hey aunt Layla," Kan greeted as he entered.

"Who was that?" Aunt Layla inquired, her eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Just a friend," Kan replied vaguely, not wanting to delve into the intricacies of his relationships just yet.

The futuristic vehicle soared into the evening sky, leaving Emily behind. Kan, seated next to Aunt Layla, couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. The encounter with Emily had brought a mix of emotions, and for now, he was content to escape into the sky with the ever smiling aunt Layla who had decided to surprise him with a visit to the school.

"It's been a while," Kan threw it in to get her reaction, trying to gauge her state as he couldn't tell through all the smile and then occasional look she had on like she was lost in her own thoughts.

"Well, yeah. You wouldn't come see me since that day and I can't exactly come over to your parent's so I decided to take the laws into my own hands!" Aunt Layla replied rather quickly and somewhat in one breath.

"I've been really caught up with stuff. But ...thanks for coming to pick me," Kan said and to this there was no response from Aunt Layla anymore.

As they flew over the city, Kan could see Aunt Layla was the one behind the control of the vehicle. From the interior and numerous designs alone, Kan could tell the vehicle was expensive and no wonder his parents couldn't afford one but knowing how luxurious Aunt Layla's house was, Kan knew for sure that this was well within their reach.

Aunt Layla decided to fill the silence. "So, how's life at the academy treating you, Kan?"

"It's...different. I joined the football club today," Kan shared, excitement lacing his words.

Aunt Layla chuckled. "Football, huh? Well, sounds like you're finding your way."

"Yeah, and there's this strange feeling like... like something big is going to happen," Kan mused, staring out at the city lights below.

Aunt Layla's eyes gleamed with a knowing look. "Big things indeed, Kan. Your journey has only just begun."

The flying vehicle approached a residence, nestled in the heart of the bustling city. As they descended, Kan couldn't help but wonder about the enigmatic life Aunt Layla seemed to lead.

Inside the residence, the ambiance was a blend of warmth and secrecy. Aunt Layla led Kan through a corridor adorned with peculiar artifacts, each hinting at a world beyond the ordinary.

As they got in, aunt Layla offered Kan a seat while she rushed to the kitchen and on her way, she dropped off her hand bag.

Kan watched the older Elf hurrying about and if he knew aunt Layla well, he knew she was most likely rushing to fix him something.

"Uh..So how's uncle Mike?!" Kan asked from the living room.

From the kitchen, Aunt Layla responded "Fine!!" Rather coldly and right then, Kan could sense something was amiss.

But unbothered and too lazy to ask, he dropped his bag from his shoulder and slouched on the comfortable, exotic couch completely.

A minute later, Aunt Layla returned with a tray. On it was a glass of milk and some round items which made kan's eyes sparkle.

"Are those what I think they are?" Kan asked immediately aunt Layla dropped it in front of him.

"Cookies? Yeah. I mean not that it's an excuse for not presenting you a proper meal but this should suffice while I get something running, right?" Aunt Layla asked in a tone that made it look like she was scared Kan wouldn't like it.

But at that moment, Kan was all too engaged in the fact that right in front of him was something he never thought he would ever see again.

He wasted no time nor did he give aunt Layla a response as he dived straight into the cookies, devouring them one by one.

"Okay, football must have done a number on your appetite, I guess," Aunt Layla said.

"Is this milk?" Kan asked as he picked the glass up to have a drink.

"Of course it is...what? I know for a fact that your mother fed you those so why are you acting strange about it?!" Aunt Layla unsure if Kan was pulling a stunt asked.

'But there are no cows...so where did the milk come from?' Kan was deep in thought but just then, his eyes derailed from the glass onto something else.

With his eyes staring at Aunt Layla's jugs right on her chest, a thought crossed his mind...

'She didn't...did she?' Kan thought in his mind.

[Where do you think milk comes from? Trees?!!] Hela asked.