Chapter 860
Chapter 860
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 860
Chapter Title: Gift Dilemma (2)
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1.
Gifts for my always grateful lovers.
In choosing these gifts, I'd established two major principles.
Principle one.
Don't let the price tag hold you back.
Of course, this wasn't about skimping on cash. Honestly, Siu was ready to set aside just enough pocket money and pour every last coin into the presents.
So why set this rule?
It ties into principle two.
Principle two.
Make it meaningful.
Truth be told, every lover except Sharon—who'd already gotten hers—could get their hands on anything Siu gifted them in a heartbeat.
For instance, the twins set to inherit the Jemernai Countess's name? It'd take days just to tally their full estate, and even their pocketed allowances ran into figures that made your eyes water.
Lurye was on track to amass a fortune from the kingdom's stockpiled assets plus the brand-new oil drilling rights they'd just developed.
Dorothy, the big-sis global arms-dealing broker, was a powerhouse in her own right, and Linne, the Yakuza consigliere, was no slouch with cash either.
Even Master, who didn't have liquid funds on hand, or Amelia, drowning in massive debts—they were no different.
The former commanded honors and social standing beyond any price tag, while the latter was sucking up Gehenna's luxury spending at an absurd rate even now.
That's why heartfelt selection and choice mattered most.
"Hm? A gift for me?"
"Yeah. Wanna come see?"
Lurye was sprawled on the sofa, legs kicking idly in the air. She crunched away at pretzels while devouring a military magazine—but her ears perked right up at "gift."
That said...
She used to carry herself with real queenly dignity to sell the concept. Lately, though? With Siu, she was all casual vibes.
"Hoh, you've got some sharp instincts. But mark my words, Siu. It takes something extraordinary to impress one who holds all the ocean's treasures."
"Don't worry about it."
For all her big talk, Lurye bolted out with her navy-blue long hair swishing, steps quick and eager.
"Of course, I'm no fool. Even if it doesn't quite hit the mark, I'll give you a full, heartfelt reaction."
Even with her shorter strides, she overtook Siu, chattering nonstop. It was one of Lurye's quirks—she got extra chatty when excited.
"Pfft, you'll love it, no doubt."
"Ha! You think you can read me so easily? That confident, are you?"
"Yep. Totally confident."
Lurye halted mid-strut, her arrogant smirk freezing. She eyed him like a cat caught knocking over a plant pot.
"Hoh... This 'gift' isn't something lewd, is it?"
"Huh? No, it's not."
"Phew. You get that cocky look right before bed battles. Had me worried."
"We're here. Close your eyes."
"Very well."
Siu clapped his palm over Lurye's eyes and guided her to the annex workshop where he'd stashed the gift.
Her annex had two workshops, and she'd left one empty—perfect.
"Ta-da."
"Oh?"
Lurye's lips formed a perfect O at the object on the table.
"Oh? Ooooh...?"
She rose on tiptoe, then scampered around the table in a circle, eyes gleaming like the sea as she inspected the gift.
"Wh-what is this! Siu! What in the world is this?!?"
"Ah, this is a 1/200 scale plastic model."
Siu's gift was the carrier strike group model set Lurye had been dying for. Finish it all, and while a full fleet might be a stretch, it'd look like a proper task force.
Scale was 1/200th real size to boot. Battleships were so massive that the big ones clocked in at 1.5 meters once assembled.
"This... all of this is truly my gift? Finish these, and it'll look just like the box art?"
"You bet."
Lurye huffed excitedly, nostrils flaring, and Siu couldn't help but grin. Buzzing with hype, she tore into the boxes.
Then froze solid.
The sheer volume of assembly kits and those intricate blueprints staring back at her...
"...S-Siu."
She shot him a look that screamed, What am I supposed to do with this?
"Knew you'd say that, so I prepped everything."
Truth was, Siu was a total newbie at plastic models too.
He'd dug deep—they were seriously complex. Tons of tools needed, high-quality kits were rare, and supplies piled up.
Special nippers and glue for assembly. Air compressor, paints, thinner, masking clamps, fine brushes, ultra-fine pens, pin vise, drying racks, you name it.
Assembling a set this size meant filling a whole shelf with tools and paints.
When Siu unveiled the curtained tool rack, Lurye's jaw dropped again. She might not get the details, but it screamed "serious business."
Her face clouded over, though.
"Siu, your thoughtfulness touches me deeply. But... I know nothing of modern toys."
"Figured as much, so I got this too."
Siu pulled out a tablet and held it up.
Hours scouring the net for downloads: beginner-to-advanced model-building tutorials.
Figured a witch like her might prefer books, so he'd stocked those too.
Hell, Siu could probably slap together one of those destroyers right now. With Lurye's artistic flair, keen senses, and sharp mind? Piece of cake.
Lurye eyed every last prep item Siu had gathered, then bit her lip.
"Siu, you always astonish me. My heart aches with emotion. Even my nose stings."
Pure Lurye—blunt as ever.
After a beat of thought, she spoke with firm resolve.
"Very well. I've decided."
She snatched a black ink bottle rolling on the desk corner. Undid her skirt belt and hoisted it high.
"A queen's sacred form must never be defiled. Yet to you, Shin Siu, I grant the right to etch crude words upon it. Go on! Scribble away!"
"...Pardon?"
"...Oops."
Siu's mind flashed to that wild exposure walk with Amelia. Lurye, in her thrill and gratitude, had just spilled the tailing beans.
"Ahem, yeah, that's a no-go. Spying on me? Time for some punishment."
Lurye pursed her lips, sweat beading, and furtively rebuckled her belt while naming accomplices.
"Odil and Odet watched too! They suggested the tail first!"
......
"Why! Did you! Write that! On me! Your queen!"
"Sorry! I'm sorry! I was wrong, my queen!"
Lurye ended up with "premature pussy queen" scrawled on her butt and got a thorough spanking for it.
2.
Prepping gifts for the rest wasn't much harder.
Amelia got a violin, plus a full kitchen remodel for the gulpin-wood cabin.
She'd always loved the violin, but she knew Master's heirloom was half-decoration now. Instruments wear out with use, after all.
So Siu splurged on a top-tier one, pure and simple: play without worry.
"Come on in."
Amelia shouldered the violin case like precious cargo, stepping into the cabin with eager feet. She gasped, hand over mouth, at the kitchen.
"What do you think? Made it just like you remember."
The cabin was well-kept, but it didn't match Happy Pig's memories exactly. No cooking for near a century, probably.
So Siu's second gift: a full kitchen reno.
Swapped the busted old oven, chimney spotless. Stuffed it with bakery gear galore.
Amelia inspected tools and oven with childlike sparkle, then collapsed into his arms, sobbing.
"Th-thank you so much... Siu..."
"Glad you like it. Was worried."
"How could I not?"
And as expected, things escalated...
"Amelia cake... wanna taste?"
"Siu's... so sweet."
"Uu, Siu's a perv... You really gonna eat this...? ...M-more, please..."
Sweet cream caresses with naked-apron Amelia in the kitchen.
Slurpy fellatio laced heavy with chocolate syrup.
Teary-faced Amelia rating baby-juice topped strawberries.
And so on.
3.
Not just for the lovers, either.
With two Masters and big-sis Dorothy tied up in the modern world, he couldn't deliver theirs yet. So he spread modest thanks to those around him first.
Fancy fountain pen for Countess Yesod. Latest locator board for Diana. Surgical tools for Yebin. Luxury heels for the Alice trio. A dress for Sophia.
"Takasho, bring out your priciest booze."
"What the hell, sudden much?"
"I'll buy it."
And soul-bro Takasho got a sales boost he wouldn't forget. In return, post-closing, he got a consult request—and crossed his legs in the hazy after-hours vibe.
"So, what's the consult?"
"Love advice."
Takasho lit a smoke, arms crossed, brows furrowing deeper.
"Yo, Shin Siu. Been thinking lately... Am I really the guy to advise you on romance?"
"What're you on about?"
"Dude's surrounded by great witches. Probably the guy who's reeled in the most ever. How'm I supposed to coach that?"
"C'mon, experience vibes count."
"...Fine. You boosted sales, so spill."
Takasho looked dubious, but no one read women like he did—Siu included.
"Wanna get gifts for Odil and Odet, but..."
The real sticking point? Spoiled-for-life twins with no obvious obsessions—what gift tops that?