Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 622 - 319: Even If It’s Not a Proper Book, It’s Still a Book Club!

Chapter 622: Chapter 319: Even If It’s Not a Proper Book, It’s Still a Book Club!

In the morning, the second-floor living room of the Demon King Castle gradually became lively.

Shami was in the living room drinking coffee, planning the day’s schedule.

With a whoosh, White Hair dashed in, her hair messy, collar askew, revealing two round outlines, clearly having rushed over as soon as she got up.

"I, I received a gift from Santa Claus, Shami."

White Hair looked at Shami in surprise, clutching the stocking tightly.

"Isn’t that great? It means Lina is a good kid."

After taking a sip of coffee, Shami silently enjoyed White Hair’s surprised expression. Seeing White Hair excitedly hopping on the spot like a rabbit, he couldn’t help but smile.

A full sense of accomplishment filled his heart. Shami finally understood why the person giving the gift was happier than the person receiving it.

"What’s the gift?"

Shami asked knowingly.

White Hair nervously hid the stocking behind her back. Upon opening the gift, she immediately ran over to share it with Shami.

Although she was satisfied with the gift, it was difficult for her to say exactly what it was.

"It’s a secret."

"Alright then."

Shami didn’t press further and continued sipping his coffee. He quietly enjoyed this morning, a morning where he was like a god in the hearts of the girls.

Before long, Purple Hair also came to the living room.

Every morning, the girls would come to the living room to have a drink, eat breakfast, chat for a while, and then go about their own business. This had become a routine at the Demon King Castle.

"Elze probably received a gift too."

"Y-yes, I received it..."

Purple Hair avoided eye contact, stuttered, and silently sat at the dining table to eat breakfast, forming a stark contrast with the chattering, excited White Hair beside her.

"I got mine too! Elze, what did you get?"

Purple Hair hesitated, pressing her fingers to her lips.

How could she explain this? Santa Claus usually chooses gifts based on the recipient’s preferences, right? Girls get cute plush dolls, and boys get fun model toys...

But what was the meaning of receiving an entire notebook?! Was this what she secretly desired?

Moreover, the Dragon Race Maiden suspected she was taken advantage of by Santa Claus.

Last night while sleeping, the Dragon Race Maiden was dreaming of Shami playing with her tail, but she clearly felt her tail being played with in reality!

She was even played with to the point of reaching a peak state.

When she woke up, the Dragon Race Maiden found no one in the room, but there was a gift in the stocking, and she was beside herself.

Did Santa Claus not only deliver a gift but also sneak a touch of her tail?!

"A-a notebook..."

Purple Hair lowered her head to eat breakfast, not daring to say more. Having her tail touched by a stranger was practically cheating, right? She effectively cheated last night; how was she supposed to face Shami!

Shami leisurely drank his coffee.

Face your gift directly, Elze!

Finally, the Dragon Race Maiden chose to confess, looking sadly at Shami, her face on the verge of tears.

"Shami... I, I feel like Santa Claus touched my tail last night... Am I unclean now..."

Shami almost choked on his coffee, awkwardly covered it up with a cough.

"Elze, not everyone is interested in Dragon Race tails. It must have been an illusion."

Soon enough.

"Morning."

Breakfast time.

The Magical Girl and Elf Maiden also came to the living room, sitting down at the dining table, silently eating breakfast.

The Magical Girl liked to eat all kinds of bread smeared with jam, now holding a slice in hand, spreading blueberry jam with the other hand.

The Elf Maiden sat dazed, her head lowered, like an ostrich.

"Saili received a gift too, right."

"Mm, I did."

The Magical Girl took a gentle bite of the bread, her cute cheeks moving like a squirrel.

A hint of doubt flashed in her eyes; the Magical Girl was reflecting on herself.

What recent changes led Santa, who once gave her a magic book, to give her a notebook instead?

"Great! Looks like everyone got a gift!" White Hair exclaimed joyfully.

The Elf Maiden’s already lowered face went even paler.

White Hair curiously wanted to know what everyone else received, but was met with refusal one by one.

"Sorry, that’s confidential."

Carrying a milk coffee, the maid-outfitted Bone Frame walked over with a smile.

"Good morning~ everyone~ I didn’t expect to receive a gift too~ it’s a very steamy and intense notebook~"

"You got a notebook too?"

The three girls exclaimed in unison.

They exchanged glances. The three girls all took out their Christmas Eve gifts, surprised, and slowly handed them over to each other.

When everyone’s gifts were of the same type, sharing became more meaningful than hiding.

In no time, breakfast turned into a reading session, and the girls focused intently on the notebooks in their hands.

"I didn’t expect there to be sequels! No wonder it stopped at the interesting part."

"So this is a series of gifts."

"Does it have no ending, where’s the finale?"

"So spicy, the hot spring Chapter is too amazing."

The girls swallowed their saliva, their throats burning with heat as they ate breakfast, their minds wandering.

"Enough! You all, once you’ve finished breakfast, get on with your activities, you have tasks today, right?"

Shami hurriedly stopped the girls from indulging in spicy knowledge first thing in the morning.

In conclusion, the gift was very suitable. Not only did the Demon Envoys love it, but they also shyly exchanged gifts, fostering their friendship.