It hadn't even been a full day since Sirin gave john that mysterious pink gift box—and already she was back, storming into his room with the energy of a thousand suns.
As expected, she was full of excitement, her cheeks slightly flushed, clearly trying to act mysterious while barely holding it together.
john figured she had finally finished preparing one of those so-called "surprises."
He casually sat up on the bed and asked with a slight smile, "Hey cutie, did Mei and the others finally finish preparing that surprise you mentioned?"
"What's with that nickname again?!" Sirin stumbled a little at the absurd name. Arms akimbo and full of tsundere fire, she pouted, "Didn't I already tell you? You're supposed to call me 'Your Majesty the Queen!'"
With that, she turned her head away in a mock show of disinterest, striking a classic "hmph, I'm ignoring you" pose.
But that only lasted a couple of seconds. Unable to resist the excitement bubbling within, she turned back around and said eagerly, "The surprise is ready! Mama, Bella, and I worked on it together for a long time, so you're not allowed to dislike it, got it?"
She had really changed a lot over the past year. So much.
john couldn't help but chuckle, shaking his head. "Seriously, who gives someone a gift and then forbids them from disliking it? That's some next-level tyranny, huh?"
Still, he gave her the answer she wanted, "Yes, ma'am, my Queen!—Oops, I mean, Your Majesty the Queen!"
Hearing that, Sirin looked a bit weirded out but seemed pleased regardless. She nodded contentedly, then wrapped her arms around john's body and carried him straight out into the living room in her soft and warm embrace.
———
Sirin carried john all the way into the living room.
The room had been transformed. From the ceiling to the floor, it was full of balloons, floating ribbons, snacks, and themed lights with dazzling colors. The whole place screamed "Welcome Home."
At the center of it all was a sleek black combat suit, shining subtly under the lights, displayed on a mannequin in an absolutely dramatic pose.
john blinked. "Wait, don't tell me…"
"Ta-dah!" Sirin puffed out her chest. "This is your new suit! Bella picked the color, I picked the enchantments, and Mama sewed in the defensive enchantments herself. It even has an adaptive fit—so it grows or shrinks to match your size and age."
She grinned proudly. "If you don't get sick of it, you could wear this forever~"
Apparently, she wasn't remotely tired of admiring it either. She twirled around like a child on Christmas morning, mimicking the same awe she had when they first made it.
john stood silent for a moment, then laughed out loud.
This was the most over-the-top "surprise" he'd received all year. But it was also one of the warmest.
"Well?" Sirin's tone grew slightly tense. "You're not allowed to hate it! I'll cry if you do! Really!"
john rubbed her head with a smile. "I don't hate it. I love it. Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Ehehe~ I knew you would." Sirin seemed satisfied, although her little prideful tilt of the head made it clear she'd have smacked him if he didn't.
"Alright then," john said, "Want to help me try it on?"
"Hmm, sure—BUT!" she stopped him with a hand to his chest, eyes full of mischief. "You can't peek while I help you change~ That's reserved for your wedding night with me!"
john was speechless.
She giggled and kissed him quickly on the cheek before skipping over to the outfit and beckoning him over.
"Come on, john. Let's make you look like the coolest husband in the multiverse!"
This girl really hadn't changed at her core—still forceful, still selfish, but overwhelmingly adorable.
And somewhere deep down, john loved her even more because of it.
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