My Love Debts Are Everywhere!

As the day progressed, the snowfall showed no signs of stopping.

Outside, the ground was blanketed in nearly thirty centimeters of snow.

However, during the daytime, the snowfall seemed to ease slightly, allowing both demons and humans to move about.

In the capital city of Erantum, life carried on as usual for the demons.

At the bustling city center, merchants called out their wares, offering goods to passersby, while demons wandered the streets in search of winter essentials.

Due to the freezing temperatures, many were bundled up in thick winter coats.

Amidst the moving crowd, a tall and striking figure strolled leisurely, occasionally glancing around.

Draped in a black winter coat, he stood out effortlessly, drawing the attention of many women.

Some were mesmerized, tempted to approach, while others could only steal glances from a distance, too shy to get closer.

Leon sighed softly. "Being this handsome is truly a curse."

He had even used a hero technique to disguise his appearance. Yet, perhaps due to his overwhelming charm, people were still captivated by him.

Had he not concealed his features, he could only imagine the chaos that would have followed.

Pushing the thought aside, Leon shifted his focus to the merchants lining the street, scanning their stalls as if searching for something.

Then, his gaze landed on a nearly quiet shop about fifteen meters to his right. Without hesitation, he walked toward it.

As he stepped inside, Leon noticed a middle-aged shopkeeper idly lounging behind the counter.

"Do you sell all kinds of paper?" Leon asked casually, stopping in front of the counter.

The man, startled by the unexpected customer, quickly straightened up and gave a small nod. "Yes, sir. I carry various types of paper. What are you looking for?"

Reaching into his pocket, Leon pulled out a small note.

"I need all the types listed here," he said, handing it over.

The shopkeeper raised an eyebrow but remained silent as he carefully read through the list.

A moment later, he gave a slight nod and set the paper down.

"I have everything in stock. Please wait a moment."

With that, he disappeared into the back to prepare Leon's order.

While waiting, Leon leaned against the wall, folded his arms across his chest, and closed his eyes.

Five minutes later, the shopkeeper returned, carrying a neatly stacked bundle of paper.

"These are all the papers you requested, sir," he said, setting them down on the counter.

Leon opened his eyes and stepped forward. After a quick inspection, he nodded in satisfaction.

"Great." He smiled. "How much is the total?"

The shopkeeper held up ten fingers. "The total is twenty bronze coins. But since you're a valued customer, I'll give you a discount—eighteen bronze coins."

Leon could sense the man's sincerity, making him appreciate him even more.

Without hesitation, he pulled out a gold coin from his pouch and placed it on the counter.

"Keep the change."

Before the shopkeeper could react, Leon picked up the stack of papers and walked out of the shop.

The middle-aged man stared at the gold coin in disbelief. "A g-gold coin?"

His eyes widened, and his hands trembled. The total cost of the papers was only eighteen bronze coins, yet Leon had left him with an entire gold coin.

That was over five hundred times the original price!

He instinctively looked up, wanting to call out, but Leon had already vanished without a trace.

***

Outside the shop, Leon looked at the stack of papers with satisfaction.

"The required papers are ready. Now it's time to look for other materials," he whispered softly, chuckling.

He looked at the merchants lined up within a hundred meters, then stepped straight, integrating into the crowd.

...

"Hahaha! Got you!"

In the courtyard of the inner palace, Iris burst into laughter after landing a perfect hit—her snowball striking Fiona square in the face.

Fiona puffed out her cheeks in annoyance. "Sister, you cheated! I wasn't ready yet, and you already threw it!"

Iris stuck out her tongue playfully. "Hehehe... In war, there's no such thing as being ready or not. If you got hit by my attack, that's just the price of your negligence."

Her shameless remark only made Fiona even more upset.

She hadn't expected her sister to be this cunning.

Snorting, she silently wondered where Iris had picked up such a bad habit.

If Leon knew what she was thinking, he'd probably just smile sheepishly and say, "Ahem! That might have come from me, my dear."

Without hesitation, Fiona scooped up a handful of snow, quickly forming it into a ball before hurling it at Iris.

Unfortunately, Iris had already anticipated the move and easily sidestepped to the right.

"Your attack was fast, but I'm still faster," she teased with a triumphant smirk.

She then grabbed another handful of snow, shaped it into a ball, and tossed it at Fiona.

Caught off guard, Fiona tried to dodge—but failed. The snowball landed right on top of her head.

Her face turned red with frustration as she planted her hands on her hips.

"Sister, I'm declaring a real war on you!" she announced with unwavering determination.

Not waiting for a reply, she immediately started launching snowballs at Iris in rapid succession.

Iris remained unfazed, dodging each attack with ease. "Humph! Let's see who wins!"

And with that, the snowball war between the two officially began.

While the snowball fight raged on, Charlotte and Stella were engrossed in building a snowman together.

"The base is done. Now we need to work on the body," Stella said, carefully placing a lump of snow on top of the unfinished snowman.

"Um!" Charlotte nodded eagerly and pitched in.

Before long, a fully-formed snowman, made of three large snowballs, stood proudly before them.

"Now, we just need two twigs for arms and a carrot for the nose!" Stella said excitedly.

Once they added the finishing touches, the two girls stepped back to admire their work.

"Hmm… It's missing a few details, but it still looks great," Stella remarked with satisfaction.

Charlotte nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I think it turned out pretty well."

They exchanged glances and smiled.

"By the way, Sister Stella," Charlotte said, tugging the red scarf around her neck. "Do you know what Daddy has planned for New Year's Eve tomorrow?"

Stella paused for a moment before shaking her head. "I'm not sure. But I saw Uncle Leon busy in his room. Maybe he's preparing something festive."

Charlotte's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Then let's wait for his surprise!"

Stella chuckled and nodded. "You're right. Let's see what tomorrow brings…"