Xyrin Empire-Chapter 280 - Going Home
Chapter 280: Chapter 280: Going Home
Chapter 280: Chapter 280: Going Home
The sun set behind the hills.
The superhero women, after a full day of shopping, finally began to feel a bit weary, and Sicaro, who was on the brink of a mental breakdown, welcomed his day of liberation.
“It’s been a while since I’ve enjoyed shopping so much!”
Qianqian looped her arm through mine, her face still alight with excitement. She had to be the most maddening shopper of the day—not because she bought so much, but because as a girl who had always come from humble circumstances and been sensible, Qianqian never randomly splurged. But…
Not splurging didn’t mean she lacked interest in trinkets, and more importantly, Qianqian loved to haggle…
Shoes worth over three hundred bucks started at thirty, a twenty-dollar bracelet taken for three; the principle of her haggling wasn’t peace and friendliness, but to strip down to the bare cents. Her style of negotiation was like smashing up the place…
If she weren’t so lively and adorable, and if she wasn’t followed by a courteous, bouncer-like Big Man, our big shopping expedition might have turned into a real battle…
Of course, I also have good reason to believe that Sandora’s Mind Control was playing an accomplice on the side. After all, it seemed too fantastical that an item tagged at six hundred and eighty-eight yuan was taken by her for twenty. If I were that miserable shopkeeper, I’d rather disembowel myself to prove my innocence than sell it at that price, right?
Or maybe this should be chalked up to Qianqian’s thick skin; such unrealistic haggling succeeded, and she herself had not a shred of doubt, instead complimenting the store manager uncle for his generosity. That girl hadn’t been sold off until now, it’s really thanks to my Lord Jesus… uh, my Lord Dingdang…
Okay, at least in the years before Dingdang took office, Qianqian should thank my Lord Jesus, right?
Though Qianqian hadn’t realized this, Sandora, the suspected accomplice, felt no guilt whatsoever. Still, I felt a bit bad inside; it’s hard work for a shopkeeper to make a living… It seems I will have to send someone to compensate those shopkeepers for their losses… Yeah, I’ll send Sicaro, since of the three hundred, I can hardly remember any names, and this uncle stuck out to me because of his exceptional character…
After arriving at a deserted park beside the city canal, we started stuffing the mountains of various goods into a so-called small-displacement private car, which in reality should be classified as a mobile Microspace Distortion System command center. Nearly half of these things were bought by Sandora, including whole boxes of cakes, whole boxes of bread, and—well—whole boxes of cake and bread or similar items. By the volume of it, anyone would believe it was stockpiled food for winter. The rest of the items were clothes and daily essentials from Lilina and Visca, with the latter being my precious sister, so that’s one thing. But Lilina, that damned Fake Lolita… well, it’s not shameful to be duped by a psychology expert, right?
Although Pandora put a bunch of unreliable designs on this junker, at least the Microspace Distortion System in the trunk pleases me greatly. Look at how spacious this trunk is—we can fit anything: Sandora’s snacks, Visca’s clothes, candy jars marked as for Little Baobao and Dingdang but actually all marked for Pandora’s exclusive use, and Sicaro’s DVDs… Ra…
I think I’ll have someone else compensate the shopkeepers for today’s losses; evidently, Sicaro should be taken out back and shot first…
After a rather hectic load-up, the superheroines’ mass purchases finally disappeared into the seemingly bottomless trunk. Glancing at the waning sun, Qianqian suddenly said, “Why don’t we walk back? It’s not far anyway.”
…Are you serious? After an entire afternoon of massive shopping, with a high-tech vehicle worth seven hundred billion at our disposal, you suggest we walk home? Even as a Superwoman, your energy is too excessive! A decision like this will make our poor seven hundred billion weep, it will definitely weep!
Compared to my internal torrent of snide remarks, Sicaro, who’d been a pack mule all day, had a much more straightforward reaction: he rolled his eyes and keeled over dead.
“Let’s walk, it’s not tiring,” Big Sister actually agreed to Qianqian’s wildly off-the-wall suggestion, and even had an eager smile on her face, “It feels like it’s been a long time since I’ve had such a relaxed walk in the sunset with Ah Jun… When we were younger, Ah Jun used to…”
I suddenly stepped forward, clasping Big Sister’s hands tightly, then sidestepped and raised my right hand, my face lifted to meet the brilliant, blood-like sunset, with the sound of huge waves crashing and seagulls calling in the background: “Ah, walking home bathed in this glorious sunset, truly the best way to unwind after a day’s shopping. Let us walk back together in the glow of the sunset!”
Just one thing, please never again discuss my embarrassing moments from the split-pants era with such nostalgia in front of everyone, my dear Big Sister…
Then, Lilina’s seemingly puzzled voice rose beside me, “If we’re facing the glow of the sunset, aren’t we walking the wrong way?”
Sure enough, unconscious banter is the most deadly thing…
“Let’s not worry about the details,” I decisively ignored Lilina’s doubt and took the lead, “Strolling under the sunset, oh, strolling…”
“What’s going on, Ah Jun suddenly got all fired up?”
Big Sister was still a bit slow to react, seemingly unaware that someone’s fire was completely thanks to the pressure she had just applied.
So, under the brilliant crimson sunset, a group of ever-energetic Superwomen and a soy-sauce man with a pale face strolled beside the deserted city canal…
I really envy Sicaro for being able to send the always-tired Lilina home. He’s like one who has escaped to the heavens…
But…
Although already worn out from the shopping battle with the beautiful ladies, like now, walking home with these adorable girls who could already be called family, under the sunset, was a nice thing too…
Qianqian clung tightly to my arm, seemingly with inexhaustible energy, chirping all the way about some incidents she found very interesting from her school days—of course, even if they weren’t interesting, just looking at her happy face would make me quite pleased, while Sandora held my other hand, wearing a reserved and noble smile—only if she didn’t instantly turn into a silly, happy face every time she turned back to talk to me, then it would have been perfect…
Big Sister followed not far behind us, maintaining her ever-constant soft smile, her whole body exuding a healing aura that almost gave me the illusion of “life value replenishing”. She would occasionally interject a sentence or two, and then I would decisively interrupt her when the topic was on the verge of extending to “how Ah Jun was when he was little,” a dangerous area.
Ahead of us were sisters Pandora and Visca, wearing identical princess dresses, and twin sisters whose appearance was also exactly the same, each holding a lollipop they had just bought, but their behavior at the moment was completely different: the former expressionless, licking her candy properly at a steady pace, and even her walking steps were consistently timed, like a simple repeated animation of two or three frames, while the curious-about-everything Visca walked ahead briskly, her lollipop cracking loudly in her mouth, occasionally bouncing back to point at something and ask me this and that—needless to say, after regaining her normal state, the innocent and cute Visca is the archetype of a good little sister, tears in my eyes…
Of course, this girl occasionally going crazy can also be quite troublesome…
Luckily, there weren’t many people on this road, because Visca was currently playing blind with her eyes closed, and her agility in hopping and jumping and the act of catching a small flying insect with her eyes closed to show off to me, if seen by others, that would be really…fantastic…
But this calm and soothing atmosphere only lasted for a short while, suddenly a speeding car’s noise came from around the corner ahead, interrupting Qianqian’s laughter on the side, and then I saw a silver sports car suddenly turn out from behind the opposite grove, speeding towards Visca who had stopped her steps out of curiosity…
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