Xyrin Empire-Chapter 680 There’s Never a Shortage of Annoying Situations

Chapter 680: Chapter 680 There’s Never a Shortage of Annoying Situations

"I gotta tell you the truth," I walked home with my head hanging the entire way.

Strolling leisurely on the street as the lanterns first lit was something I’d never experienced before. That noisy girl from every day had unexpectedly become my girlfriend—a development nobody could have foreseen. Even though we had already clumsily confirmed our feelings for each other before this (once again, I’m amazed by Miss Lin’s emotional clumsiness and innocence), nothing seemed to have changed afterward. We still bickered and played around whenever we saw each other, until today when I finally caught a glimpse of that ambiguous, warm atmosphere.

Unfortunately, the atmosphere also involved someone’s frantic scolding and my own scratching my head in embarrassment.

When my ability first enhanced, the first glimpse of the future I couldn’t control was being pushed down... Even for a big guy like me, the mere thought was embarrassingly awkward. And for Lin Xue, that was beyond the usual shame and anger.

Don’t be fooled by how unrefined she usually seems—our Miss is actually quite pure-hearted.

For a girl, a normally-principled girl educated with modern values, to suddenly discover that a certain man is destined to include her in his "harem" in a future that’s already set in stone, and also because of all sorts of screw-ups, to see things that would make her gnash her teeth... Ahem, that was indeed a huge shock, especially back then when the two of us barely knew each other.

That’s why Lin Xue flew into a rage for so long at the beginning, with her inexplicably lashing out at me every day with her venomous tongue, making snide remarks and kicking me in a never-ending loop. Now that I know the truth, I am not the slightest bit angry. Frankly speaking, that girl was rather restrained. If it had been someone else, they might have considered killing me on the spot to end all future problems—it was not just a case of sexual harassment.

But poor me, I was kept in the dark the whole time—Lin Xue’s inherent reserve (that thing theoretically exists, right?) meant she couldn’t possibly share such things with me openly, even if Miss was already developing feelings. And so, everything remained clouded until the girl poured out her heart, and it all came to light.

It was just that because it was all about things that hadn’t happened yet, she couldn’t blame anyone, which is why she held a ton of suppressed anger without actually coming after the supposed "pervert." But her frustration and grievances needed an outlet, plus she hoped to evoke disgust and push the other away. So, the initial anger evolved into various acts of violence, at least that’s what she intended at first.

However, as time passed and we understood each other more, the anger inside her gradually subsided, and the girl’s complex heart underwent subtle changes. From initially wanting to make herself dislikeable, she shifted to clumsily trying to make her presence felt, to catch someone’s attention with her lively antics—that much I could infer without Lin Xue explaining. Being a Prophet, she wasn’t someone who could always be active on the battlefield, and she often had to work silently behind the scenes. And her mere status as a wealthy heiress didn’t stand out at all among the host of Imperial Empresses, probably putting significant pressure on this competitive girl.

Thinking back now, I can finally notice the changes back then: Initially, Lin Xue’s hostility and roughhousing, even if they were a bit mischievous, had real anger behind them, with hits and words often without measure. But I don’t know when exactly, the nasty gibes and full-blown aggression gradually disappeared, replaced by a brattiness that was still disrespectful but much more like whining and acting cute, more minor annoyances rather than hurtful—like artery attacks from Gangya. Cough, in short, did Miss Lin managed to transition from proud to coy without us noticing?

Anyway, she did indeed succeed in making herself more noticeable.

And then there was this pure-hearted Miss and her oddly matched phase with someone slow on the uptake (damn it, it took me so long being called Wood by Lin Xue to finally get it!). The daily routine was still full of quarrels and disputes, which in Lin Xue’s words was... um, just a habit.

What a tear-jerking explanation! Can you even get used to that?

Looking at the Miss next to me, pouting yet still clinging tightly to my hand, I sighed resignedly after sorting through the runaway thoughts in my mind.

I originally thought I owed her from a past life, but it turned out to be the second half of this life.

I had wanted to ask her what the scene of me being pushed down looked like, but now that I think about it, thank goodness I didn’t ask just now. If I had, that would have been a death wish.

"Ah Jun!"

A crisp call suddenly came from the side, breaking my train of thought. I looked over and saw Sandora standing at the corner, waving over here. Judging by the time, she must have just finished dinner and was planning to wander around the night market.

"Alright, time to head back, I’m always coming home late, the old man is nagging me to death."

Finding any excuse for myself, Lin Xue threw me a wave and ran off to greet Sandora, then quickly disappeared into the night. The Miss who is usually so thick-skinned somehow seemed a little shy today?

I chuckled wryly and hurried over to Sandora, who gave me a meaningful wink. "Just now, you two were holding hands, weren’t you?"

Instantly, the expression on my face froze.

"It seemed quite intimate." Sandora said with a jealous tone, and then with the suddenness of a thunderclap not heard for stealing bells, she hugged my neck—there was a creaking sound, "Punishment!"

"Don’t... don’t bite the artery! Go for the vein this time!"

"Hmph, don’t try to change the subject!" Sandora let go, huffed, and her bright azure eyes fixed on me, "That’s really too much, Ah Jun."

Faced with the girl in front of me who was obviously jealous, I suddenly found myself speechless.

How should I put it? Although I was certain before that both Sandora and Qianqian had implicitly accepted the tangled state between me and Lin Xue (considering the information I had just received from Lin Xue, it’s likely that not long after Sandora and I clarified our relationship, Qianqian and Sandora became aware of Lin Xue’s situation), I still felt guilty and couldn’t remain as calm as still water when directly confronted by Sandora.

The girl in front of me might have already accepted the reality, and this is determined by racial cultural differences: Xyrin Apostles have notions of love and loyalty to a partner, but they also don’t have an absolute resistance to polygamy. For Sandora, this became a distressing and conflicting issue. On one hand, sharing one’s lover with others is definitely not a comfortable thing, but on the other hand, she was well aware that her being with me was, in fact, a later development...

After breaking through the last layer of the relationship, Sandora’s feelings seemed to have become much richer and more delicate overnight, and this contradiction made her suddenly fear losing what she had.

"Ah... okay, girl, as you know," with just a bit of thought, I spread my hands openly: I couldn’t and shouldn’t lie to her. Facing Sandora and Qianqian, I wouldn’t have any lies, "I don’t know since when I got tangled up with that girl, but you probably knew even earlier, right?"

"To tell you the truth, except for Little Baobao and Dingdang, everyone in the family understood it earlier than you both." Sandora gave me a sidelong glance.

I was instantly dumbfounded: "Huh?"

I didn’t understand. If that was the case, Sandora could have easily distanced Lin Xue from me at the beginning. I absolutely don’t believe a girl would willingly let another girl get closer to her own lover—just imagining such a situation feels out of date. But why did she wait until now to tell me all this?

"Why is that," the golden-haired girl in front of me squinted her eyes slightly, her voice ethereal and distant, "because she is a Prophet... No one’s actions can escape her eyes. If I really did that, Lin Xue would definitely become alienated from everyone, which would be a huge loss for our strength, at least a major destabilizing factor in the Empire’s revival. So I must accept her, and that is my personal reason, at least initially it was."

Sandora looked up at me, and when she saw my face contorting with conflict, she suddenly revealed a mischievous smile, "Ah Jun, don’t show that ’why do you have to make such a sacrifice for yourself’ face. I don’t dislike Lin Xue. Moreover, the values of Xyrin Apostles are not quite the same as you Humans, so there isn’t really any forcing myself. It’s just a tiny bit of grievance, but considering I came later too, I really have no grounds for such words, so it doesn’t matter."

Finally, hearing Sandora’s answer, I remained speechless. Apologize? Admit fault? Or offer verbal comfort? Does that kind of thing have any meaning in the current situation?

I had never imagined that my lover would tolerate Lin Xue for such a reason. The Empire’s revival needed the Prophet’s power... What a melodramatic reason! Was Sandora also going to sacrifice her happiness for the good of the Empire?

"Hey, Ah Jun, don’t agonize over it," Sandora’s voice brought me back, and with a smile on her face, she waved her fingers in front of me, "As I said, that was just the initial reason, and furthermore, it’s one among many. It was also my thought from a year or two ago. Now, I have not accepted Lin Xue because of her potential in the Empire’s revival. Several incidents have proven she is a girl who sincerely puts effort in for you. Although she’s a bit quirky, she passed my assessment, that’s why I accepted her—I am a Queen after all. How could I easily allow others to share my companion? Besides, the values of Xyrin Apostles are different from humans."

Sandora’s explanation gave me some relief, but then I immediately thought of a key question, "Speaking of which, is Qianqian aware of the situation?"

"We talked about it, so I can give you a definitive answer," Sandora readily responded, "Don’t assume just because Qianqian isn’t sensitive, that she’s obtuse. In some respects, girls are very sensitive."

"What does she think then? Uh, alright, the absence of reaction now surely means she’s tacitly consented like you, but Qianqian is a girl with the same outlook as Humans, not a Xyrin Apostle. How could she..."

"Well, maybe it’s because..." Sandora frowned, pondered deeply for a few minutes before suddenly letting out a sigh, "No use, Ah Jun, just trying to think like Qianqian makes me feel like my world view is collapsing. You’ll have an opportunity to ask her yourself later!"

I knew it would be like this. Qianqian’s way of thinking is simply incomprehensible to ordinary creatures.

But as for asking myself, better to leave it for now.

Despite getting an incredible answer from Sandora, I’m not brazen enough to ask my girlfriend if it’s okay to date another girl. Besides, I don’t think now’s a good time to push Qianqian’s buttons: What if she’s in the midst of an ability awakening, and there’s a global bloodbath the next day—who will deal with that?

"Anyway, things are as they are. I don’t know what Qianqian is thinking, but she certainly has her own considerations," Sandora suddenly leaned in close, whispering in my arms, "While I, from a Xyrin Apostle’s perspective, might accept Lin Xue’s existence, but remember, Ah Jun, besides being the Queen of the Empire, I am also a girl with feelings. To share my companion with someone else, I will feel aggrieved, feel upset, even though as a newcomer myself I don’t have the grounds to say these things... So, being too flirtatious won’t do."

"Don’t worry, girl," I gently stroked Sandora’s smooth golden hair, "Don’t you know my character?"

Though I have multiple girlfriends, I still dare to claim I’m not a fickle person. My feelings for Lin Xue are real, just as the emotions between Qianqian, Sandora, and me are real, which is why I cannot ignore them, nor can I deceive any of the girls around me.

Sandora buried her face in my chest, savoring the quiet for a long while before suddenly lifting her head, "Alright, let’s head home! Or those little girls will tear the house down. I’m really not good with children."

I was momentarily stunned, then broke into a frantic expression, "Did Mercury Lamp fight with Lilina again? Has Pandora stolen Little Baobao’s lollipop? Is Cui Xingishi fighting over snacks with Visca? Or is Chu Mei being bullied again?"

After blurting out this long list of typical occurrences, a heavy sense of desolation suddenly washed over me: What the hell’s with this damn daily log?

"Well, it all happened about the same time," Sandora’s ocean-blue eyes flickered with troubled expressions, "Lilina spiked the yogurt in Mercury Lamp’s drink with white vinegar. While they were fighting, they bumped into Little Baobao who was playing on her own, and Pandora took the chance to nick her candy. Then, joining forces with Visca, they bullied Chu Mei. Cui Xingshi stood up for Chu Mei, which resulted in your two precious little sisters banding together and making her cry. The last one to join in was Zhenhong, who couldn’t watch her cartoons because of the noise. She successfully incited the initially indifferent Golden Canary and Cang Xingshi..."

"Then I came to find you. After all, I still think Ah Jun is better at dealing with kids."

Is it because I’m a dad now?

A wave of egg-like sadness swept over my heart, and I felt a twinge of embarrassment at how much Sandora trusted my dad-like aura.

The little ones had been fighting and causing chaos for more than a day or two. As the saying goes, little brats have only two diplomatic strategies: either they fight or play. Although the group of girls had its share of Fake Lolitas, eternally one meter twenty, cunning beyond their years, and doll girls—when they came together, they still basically followed this rule. A big bunch of Lolitas, and weirdly enough, they were divided into several factions. If they weren’t fighting, were they having non-stop cute attacks?

However, the one consolation was that despite the fighting, they really didn’t have deep-seated issues with each other. One could see the daily quarrels as sibling play: of course, that required excluding Lilina and Mercury Lamp, who were at each other’s throats, as well as Pandora and Visca—they weren’t under the umbrella of my fatherly halo.

Despite a deep desire to just wander around Shadow City with Sandora all night, waiting for things to calm down at home, I quickly returned, mindful of the darkened knife my Big Sister might be preparing for me. Surprisingly, after teleporting into the living room, what greeted my eyes was not the Chaotic Scene of Lolitas in a trench warfare layout but rather an unexpectedly harmonious... gaming scene?

Looking at the large circle of terminals set up impromptu before me (I figured these must be the ones from Bubbles’ room, but on a larger scale) and the Lolitas completely absorbed in their games at each terminal, I was instantly baffled.

"Master." Anwina floated over to help me take off my coat. Sayaka had taken leave to go to the Mars Sanctuary in recent days, so the housemaid role has once again fallen solely on her, this understanding ghost girl catching the confusion on my face. "The little masters were calmed down by Chen Qian."

"It was just teaching them to play games, they’re all smart kids. I didn’t expect them to learn such complex things," Big Sister explained with a healing smile.

No sooner had Big Sister finished speaking than a rage-filled roar that could devour mountains and rivers erupted from upstairs. It was unmistakably the booming voice of a Dwarf King: "Sal! Why didn’t you break that ’Ding a big bang’!"

Another voice, muffled and exasperated though not as loud, followed suit: "Don’t be stupid, try winning a game! I’ve already been killed three times by that ’Bubble bubble bubble bubble’ with boxing!"

As the shouting from upstairs faded, a cheer from Lilina rang out in the living room. The Fake Lolita stood on her chair and boasted arrogantly to Mercury Lamp, "How about that! I still beat you by one game!"

"You have fun even when people are going easy on you, what a fool," Mercury Lamp shot Lilina a condescending glance, yet her hands were eagerly stabbing a Dwarf Warrior with a small dagger on her terminal, "But this is definitely more interesting than those marbles from earlier..."

"Mm, and some small sacrifices were made..."

Big Sister said lightly in front of my suddenly pale face.

(The damn overtime... If it goes on like this, I’m definitely going to die...) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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