After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World

A/N: Bonus chap for y’all this Sunday~! Thank you for your support, everyone, have a happy weekend~ *dance*

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Dusk arrived and the guests started pouring into the venue. Like good hosts, the family greeted the invitees, while the kids had a little play area with a lot of toys to play with other kids while they waited for the party to start.

All the children were invited, including the newborn babies like Helia, who was with his mother. Sahara and Helios greeted the hosts, and the team looked at the beautiful baby girl.

Ansel couldn’t help but chuckle. ”Ah, so this is Hugo’s granddaughter, eh?” he said, cracking himself up. ”PFFT—”

Althea and the others smiled, shaking their heads, though they—the mature adults —naturally made more adult conversations that didn’t involve teasing the guy who wasn’t there.

”Thank you for having us,” Sahara said, closely followed by her mother, Sienna, who had obviously been enjoying her stay here so far. She was a frequent patron of the bathhouse and the spas, sponsored by her precious son-in-law, of course.

This place was so unique to her. If she didn’t have any loyalty to the hometown, she’d have proposed they move there. However, she still loved her Dune Town, and she was allowed to stay for as long as she wanted anyway.

She decided to stay until her son, at least, was ready to head back home. They already received his treatment plan and it seemed to be treatable within a year or two!

This was just the right amount of time because the first few years were the most difficult time for newborns, so she could help her daughter out during this time.

Anyway, the family headed inside and to their seats, while the rest of the guests poured in.

All the elementary school students were there as well, going straight to the venue after finishing their homework at the school. Their parents were mostly not invited unless they were friends with Althea, but the teachers like Evelyn were.

There were also little Goblins there. They were really small, and were therefore carried by their parents even if some could already walk. Speaking of that, Goblins could apparently start walking at 6 months, attributed to their light frames and different physical developments.

The dogs, Fufi and Snow, also had their own spots at the side. Their dog bowls were empty for now except for water, and they’d be served at the same time as the humans.

About ten minutes before the scheduled start, the venue was filled up, and everyone couldn’t help but look around at the scale of the party.

Althea and the others really went grand at this party not only because it was the twins’ first birthday party, but it was also the first children’s birthday party in the territory.

It wasn’t to set a standard of partying, of course. Few people could afford grand parties, and they wouldn’t want people to be unhappy if they couldn’t afford to do the same.

They simply didn’t think splurging like this was bad at first because they could easily afford it, and—most importantly—it solidified the sense that Alterra would remain stable even after generations.

Ansel already made various party packages for his Events Company that parents could choose from. They could plan according to budget, theme, number of guests, and so on.

He was even going to place a table and one person with flyers at the back to promote this. He could already see money coming in!

(Not that he needed it, of course, but he just liked seeing money)

A few minutes later, everyone settled down. The adults had their own places around an open space in front of the main stage, while the toddlers and children had their own small seats in the open area, so they had the best view of the program.

On cue, the music started, and the host—Fable—climbed up the stairs while dancing, making everyone cheer.

Fable, in fact, volunteered to host this party for free. He was also a fan of the cute children (which psycho wouldn’t be) especially when they were the first he saw when he was brought to the hospital a few months back.

He was gravely injured due to a careless mistake while he was training outside, and the kids were doing their ’charity calls’ in the hospital—bringing joy to the patients and hanging out there.

His accident was really really stupid, actually. He usually had good coordination, but a monster eerily similar to snakes attacked and he ended up running away, accidentally getting hit by a sentry instead.

He was hit straight at one of his leg tendons and the doctors said he would recover and could walk, but he might not be able to dance wildly anymore.

The thing was, Fable’s favorite thing was to dance to his heart’s content, and he had entered a depressed state for a while.

Then, one day, while he was walking out of his rehabilitation, he saw the babies going around, causing everyone they passed by to smile happily.

At the time, they still couldn’t walk on their own yet and were using walkers. The moment they saw him, they quickly ran to him and stopped when they bumped on the bench he was sitting on.

Fortunately, their walkers blocked the impact and they just adorably wiggled in place.

The kids didn’t seem to have been affected though, they just looked at him excitedly. Looking at their bright rounded eyes and flushed chubby cheeks made him want to melt then and there.

”Swing!” Pepper said, wiggling her bum in place while looking at him.

”Swing!” Meatball nodded and jumped while on his cruiser, agreeing with his big sister. ”Swing!”

Sheila—who was watching over them at the time—chuckled, giving him a look. ”They are fans of you,” she said. ”They particularly liked your swinging dance moves.”

Fable sniffled. At the time, he knew he had to do whatever it took to recover.

Otherwise, who else could swing for the kids? Nobody could swing as well as he could!

So now—at present—he could swing for the first time in months again, just in time for their party~!