Chapter 414
Chapter 414
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 414
Chapter Title: Happy Days
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Sharon had been living in the present world for nearly a decade, scraping by as a debtor.
She understood perfectly well what the Harvest Festival—Christmas, that was—meant for lovers.
Wasn't it the day when 90% of couples worldwide got it on?
So, she was busy making preparations for the occasion.
Santa outfits to celebrate the milestone, furry handcuffs to spice up the main event.
Or setting a romantic mood with a half-bath in a tub filled with rose petals and sweet wine.
Of course, pulling off events like these required some cash, but it had been ages since she'd paid off her debts and had money to spare in her wallet.
She'd been sneaking around the smugglers' contact point in Border Town, gathering supplies.
"Do you know what the most important thing about a gift is?"
"Making your partner surprised."
But then it hit her.
Sharon was still a total newbie.
She wasn't prepared for war.
Even the gifts from Odil and Odet—mere apprentice witches—stabbed right at the heart of her complacent security measures.
This was Christmas, after all.
Stale, simplistic events wouldn't touch Si-woo's heartstrings.
She realized that only after seeing what the twins had come up with.
Sharon swallowed hard.
She couldn't help but wonder what phrases were written on the remaining 53 blocks.
No internet here to search "how to please your boyfriend," but she wanted to learn.
"How the hell do you even know about stuff like this?"
As she asked, Sharon naturally reached to check the rest of the blocks.
"Ack! No peeking!"
"Classified info leak! Classified info leak!"
As expected, the twins jumped up in alarm, blocking her spy attempt.
She was grateful for saving them from Head Maid Gallina, so they'd share the secret ultimate move—but not the core secrets.
They swiftly thrust their arms between the Jenga tower and Sharon.
"Even you, Sharon sis—we can't show you!"
"We haven't checked them all ourselves!"
"Tch."
The couple's Jenga the twins prepared was regular Jenga with transparent stickers bearing penalties.
Even while sticking them on in front of Sharon, they'd squinted to avoid reading the contents.
Of course, to prevent spoilers for when they played with the assistant.
Gifts lose their freshness once you know what's inside.
"I'm curious too. I promise I won't tell a soul—can't you just show me?"
"No way! If you spill, it'll ruin the assistant's excitement!"
"Yeah, we're rivals, you know!"
"Fair enough..."
The twins stood firm, guarding the Jenga tower.
Sharon thought for a moment, then spoke.
They'd been together for months now.
She knew how to gently coax the twins.
"Still, that's impressive! With a gift like this, Si-woo is bound to love it."
Praise to inflate their egos, then make the request.
Surprisingly, that was the whole strategy.
A little humility after, and it'd be a yes.
"Right?"
"Love's a competition that takes more than just bodies. You've gotta use your head! Hehe!"
"Amazing, amazing. I never would've dreamed of it."
As expected, the twins puffed up with pride at Sharon's praise, noses in the air.
"Still, wouldn't it be smart to check them once? Not knowing the contents means unexpected variables could pop up."
"We can check between ourselves."
"Yeah, no need to leak to you, Sharon sis."
Twins or not, they weren't just simpletons.
Once Sharon showed her hand, they went on slight alert.
"True, but wouldn't an objective third party be better?"
"How are you objective?"
"Yeah, you're competing for the assistant too."
"I'm not trying to sabotage. Plus, I know modern culture pretty well. This is modern stuff, and Si-woo's from there, so I'd be helpful. And I just saved your asses."
"Hmm... Strategy huddle!"
The twins turned their backs to Sharon, whispering among themselves.
It felt like tricking innocent girls, but her intentions weren't bad.
Just a peek for reference.
Sharon rationalized it that way while the twins ended their quick meeting with a nod.
"Okay. But on one condition."
"Condition?"
"Yep! A friendly match between you and us."
"Huh? Why?"
Why indeed?
Sharon was baffled by the unexpected proposal.
Odil explained smoothly.
"Like you said, best to test the content ourselves."
"Playing just between us would be kinda meh anyway."
Sharon had dragged them into this first, so she couldn't be too stubborn.
"...Fine, let's do it."
And so, Sharon and the twins sat facing each other for a bizarre mock game.
Odil went first.
She easily pulled the second block from the bottom center.
"What'd you get?"
"Hmm... Point to one piece of the other person's clothing and make them take it off. Your turn, Sharon sis. Panties, please."
"What?"
Sharon's eyes went wide as she stared at Odil's bold demand.
"Why? To verify, we gotta make it realistic."
Odil shrugged innocently.
"Even so, why panties specifically...?"
Panties right off the bat?
Sharon was wearing a dress and sleep socks.
If it was just for show, no need to target panties.
"Hehe, if it's too hard, we can stop here."
Odet chimed in, backing her sister.
Seeing the twins' eyes gleam slyly behind their smiles, Sharon instantly grasped their intent.
The sisters weren't just innocently fooled by her spying.
They'd seen through her from the start.
Yet they'd played along with her proposal to avoid owing her a debt.
Sharon had just mercifully saved them from Head Maid Gallina, and who knew when they'd have to repay that.
So, pretending to fall for it, then using a game loss or forfeit as an excuse to boot her out—perfect.
Guard the Jenga secrets while clearing the debt. A masterfully political deception.
"Oh ho, playing dirty, are we?"
"No idea what you mean."
"Fine, here's the deal. If I knock it over or quit first, I'll back off clean. But if you lose, you reveal everything."
It started as light curiosity and reference, but with the twins pushing like this, Sharon couldn't retreat.
The twins were geared up for a head-on clash too.
The rivalry veered off-topic, accelerating wildly.
"Deal!"
Sharon shot to her feet.
She hiked up her ankle-length loose skirt, hooked her fingers in her underwear elastic, and slipped them off easily.
The skirt draped like a changing room curtain, so no exposure, but the white fabric sliding down her bouncy pale thighs was plenty provocative.
"Think that'll stop me? My turn."
No-panties Sharon boldly pulled a block without hesitation.
Then realized she'd overlooked something.
Penalties seen so far: "Pinch the other's nipple over clothes" and "Pick one item of the other's clothing to remove."
So naturally, she assumed the puller held the advantage.
But these weren't for "battles"—they were for heating up lovers' time.
Self-destruct switches existed, embarrassing the puller.
"Imitate a cat while getting your butt spanked 10 times...?"
"Looks like you drew the dud."
Sharon's mint-green eyes shook aimlessly.
"W-What is this? Worst penalty ever! You'd really make Si-woo do this?"
"Why not?"
"Sounds fun."
"No arguing—bend over, sis."
Sharon's point was valid.
But the "inspection mock game" was just a pretext now.
It was a chicken race: who cracks from shame first?
No way her protests would fly.
"Nngh..."
Sharon gritted her teeth.
She stuck out her butt in humiliation, and the twins approached side by side.
"Whoa~ Sharon sis, your butt's huge. Hips too..."
"Skirt's so thin, I can see the shape perfectly."
"Shut up! Just do it!"
Smack! Smack! Smack!
The twins drummed on Sharon's butt like bongos.
As Odet said, the thin skirt let the sting sink in deep.
But worse was the self-loathing of getting spanked by apprentice witches young enough to be her juniors.
And on top of that...
"Sharon sis! Cat impression!"
"Nyaaoong...! Miyaaoong...!"
Having to curl her hands into paws and mewl pitifully while taking it...
Humiliating didn't cover it—it was downright pathetic.
After enduring the no-panties cat-butt-spanking penalty, Sharon sat back down, face beet red.
A perfect blend: 70% shame, 30% spite and revenge.
She'd pay back at least half to the twins.
"My turn now."
Odet pulled a block steadily.
The three eyed it tensely.
Like flipping the river card in poker—joy and despair in an instant.
"Kyaa! Safe!"
"Odet! Nice play!"
Odet's block: "Strip the other person completely."
With "other person" specified again, Sharon was doomed to nudity.
"What is this? You're cheating!"
"No way!"
"We said we stuck 'em without reading properly."
Heaven's cruel joke crushed Sharon's spirit.
Seeing a same-sex nude wasn't that embarrassing.
If it were, she'd never set foot in the baths.
But doing the penalty solo while fully dressed twins watched? Next-level shame.
"~If you wanna quit, we won't stop you."
"We get it, Sharon sis."
The twins smugly waved the wood piece, grinning.
She had to admit—they were right.
Bailing now wouldn't tarnish her pride further.
But suckers who get cheated at the table always think, "One big win and I'm out!"—even taking loans.
Sharon was no different.
Just stripping? Piece of cake.
"You two better brace yourselves."
"We didn't force you."
Sharon clenched her teeth and shrugged off her dress-like nightgown.
She clamped her thighs tight over her bare crotch, reached back, and unhooked her bra.
Jiggle jiggle.
"...Sis, you're pissing me off."
"...Same."
Unable to stay still, her breasts swayed softly with every move, flaunting their glory.
The twins soured at the sight.
Sharon blushed, one hand between her legs, the other hugging her chest, eyes teary as she huffed.
"My turn!"
With trembling hands, she yanked a block and flipped it.
[Spread your legs wide open and show.]
"Argh, seriously! What the hell!"
Sharon flung the Jenga block; it rolled pathetically across the sofa.
The twins burst into hysterics.
Say what you will—they clicked pretty well, all three.