Chapter 102

Chapter 102

Emperor Star's Valentine's Day.

A romantic ambiance permeates.

The same ambiance permeated the Royal City, as exemplified by Miss Philia, who received a personalized accessory from her boyfriend as a gift.

The young man with a dog gazed at him: "Do you desire it?"

Lu Wei responded candidly, "Yes, indeed."

The disdainful fellow snorted.

The young pup remarked, "You still like this? You have no taste."

On this festive day, he didn't want to hear such nonsense.

Earth Brother felt like slapping him. "I do like it. Is there a problem with that?"

Lu Wei added, "Knitted items are great."

The Pup Boy responded, "What's so great about them?"

"Oh, I've always had a fondness for these kinds of knitted pieces since I was young," Lu Wei said, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

Dark B immediately picked up on this and whispered, "Thinking of someone?"

Lu Wei shook his head. "No."

The Pup Boy simply replied, "Oh."

Dark B shifted his gaze silently and then mentally vented his jealousy, growing even darker in mood.

After a while, Dark B asked again, "Who is it really?"

Lu Wei replied, "No one."

Dark B bowed his head once more and continued his mental voodoo doll-making.

After a while, Shadow B said mischievously, "If you don't tell me, I'll tickle you."

Shadow B was genuinely curious and eager to know.

Fixing his gaze on him for a moment, Shadow B began to tickle him with playful claws.

"Stop, hahaha..."

Lu Wei couldn't withstand the tickling.

"I like knitted items because my mother and sister are seamstresses. In the past, our house was filled with them, so that's why."

Shadow B responded, "Oh."

His expression visibly relaxed.

It was apparent that Lu Wei had grown up in a loving family.

This knowledge brought a sense of relief to Shadow B.

Puppy Teenager: "That's more like it."

Lu Wei: "..."

Nonsense.

The puppy teenager suddenly said, "Lu Wei, I can do it too."

Lu Wei: ???

Puppy Teenager: "Something as simple as crocheting, I can manage that."

Lu Wei chuckled. "Sure you can."

Emperor Puppy glanced at him but didn't comment.

...

These two youngsters were no less troublesome. What Lu Wei said was one thing, but whether they would follow through was another matter entirely.

Lu Danjiao stealthily crouched on the floor, peering intently. "Daddy said he thought he was seventeen years old!"

Huo Nian inquired, "Could such a thing really happen?"

Who knew?

Didn't this just entice them to hurry and take a look?

Curiosity killed the cat.

But so be it.

The two youngsters planned to secretly observe their father, doing their best to avoid being noticed by Lu Wei.

They slunk out of the inner chamber and toward the palace, one after the other.

Small as balls, they waddled along, almost appearing to roll with each step.

Their journey drew quite a few curious glances from the servants they passed.

The young one was hiding behind the inner hall.

Huo Nian glanced over. "He's inside."

Lu Danjiao nodded. "Do you find anything strange? Why do I feel like nothing has changed?"

"There is," Huo Nian raised his eyelids. "You can tell it's not quite the same."

It gave off a sharper vibe now.

—But if he were to explain this directly to Lu Danjiao, the latter wouldn't understand.

Lu Danjiao peeked out again, half of Pang Qiu visible from the side.

Then he turned back. "Don't you feel it?"

Lu Danjiao stroked his chin. "How did Father see through it at a glance? They're clearly identical, right?"

Could it be that Father's love for the devil allowed him to notice such subtle details?

Lu Danjiao: "..."

Huo Nian: "..."

A familiar warning echoed, "Come out."

The tone was indifferent, yet it carried a hint of disinterest.

Two young ones emerged from the corner of the wall.

The adolescent, with the nature of a sly dog, naturally noticed these two young whippersnappers and swept them with a scrutinizing gaze.

Huo Nian called out "Father," to which the young man, who was referred to as a "dog," responded with a cold snort and turned his head away.

The two plump youngsters gazed at each other.

It seems to have become even more ambiguous and enigmatic than before.

Gazing intently at the two young lads, the enigmatic figure narrowed its eyes, scrutinizing them from head to toe.

With newfound courage, Lu Danjiao asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

The boy, with a hint of nonchalance, propped his elbow and commented, "Such short legs."

Lu Danjiao gritted his teeth. "Because I'm only two and a half years old! Were your legs that long when you were two and a half?"

The boy smiled mischievously, "Mine is longer than yours."

Huo Nian inquired, "Father, are you in good health?"

The joyful young man who unexpectedly became a father: "Are you his brothers?"

The two youngsters replied that they were twins.

Dog-like Teenager: "Your mom is Lu Wei?"

Lu Danjiao: "Mm-hmm."

Emperor Dog curled his lips. "They don't look alike at all."

This was also a sensitive spot for Lu Danjiao. The little plump fellow had always been troubled by the fact that he resembled Devil more than he did his own father, Lu Wei.

Sob.

Lu Danjiao's defenses crumbled. "You're not my dad!"

His Majesty the Dog replied nonchalantly, "I don't have a son as big as you."

Huo Nian was accustomed to such contentious exchanges between the two.

"Father, are you truly seventeen years old now?"

"Yes."

Huo Nian: ...

Indeed, Father's illness is quite severe.

The seventeen-year-old dog boy and his two stepsons stared at each other, eyes wide.

Huo Nian lowered his eyelids and said softly, "Father and Daddy have always been living separately."

Lu Danjiao: !

After the initial shock, Pang Qiu promptly grasped the meaning behind Huo Nian's words.

If the devil is unaware, doesn't that leave them free to say as they please?

Pang Qiu exclaimed, "So this is the real you, Huo Nian!"

Lu Danjiao replied quite naturally, "Yes, ever since Father got lost and returned, we've been living separately... It's more convenient for Father to take care of both of us, his little cubs."

The two engaged in a bout of nonsense chatter.

The boy with a hint of mischief in his eyes narrowed them slightly. "Is that so?"

Lu Danjiao nodded seriously. "Daddy wants to sleep with me and Huo Nian tonight, and he'll also tell us stories in the evening."

The twins played off each other ingeniously, painting a vivid picture with their words.

The teenage boy closed his eyes, mocking them with a taunt, "At your age, do the two of you still need Mom to lull you to sleep?"

His Highness the Dog had always had a tone that invited punishment, and this was even more pronounced during his youthful years.

The words made Lu Danjiao feel utterly exasperated.

Lu Danjiao retorted, "Don't you want Father to lull you to sleep?"

The boy's tone was stiff. "Say that again?"

Two Chubby Balls: Spot on.

Who didn't know who among the three of them? They were all cunning boys from the same mold.

The gloomy B sneered, "Which interstellar cub still needs their mom to do everything for them at this age? Are they still being fed by their mother? How childish."

Lu Danjiao: Uh-oh!

Huo Nian whispered softly, "A seventeen-year-old father probably wouldn't know what a 'dad' is yet, right?"

Lu Danjiao nods in agreement, "Indeed, seventeen is too young. I guess Dad prefers someone more mature, right?"

Lu Danjiao adds, "Not someone childish."

The boomerang flies back and forth, metaphorically piercing through the air.

—Not someone childish.

Dark B returns with an even lower aura.

One can only wonder what has happened to him.

On this romantic day, he chooses to give a cold shoulder.

Lu Wei deliberately ignores him.

Dark B stares at him expressionlessly, his gaze glued to Lu Wei's being.

Staring back at the relentless, dark octopus, Lu Wei thought, "..."

"You must think I'm childish, don't you?"

Lu Wei was puzzled.

Helpless, he protested inwardly, 'Your Majesty, I'm innocent, please believe me.'

The dog emperor had a unique pattern: after indulging in self-doubt, it would plunge into madness.

It created an automatic cycle of self-induced frenzy.

With a straight face, Lu Wei lied, "No, not at all."

The dog emperor scoffed. "Hmph, as I thought."

Then, the dog emperor fell into a self-imposed loop, angrily twisting into an octopus-like shape for no apparent reason.

And there it sat, huddled and threading needles.

He really knows how to sew! The stitches are quite elegant.

Lu Wei found the scene so amusing that he couldn't help but suppress a laugh.

Approaching, he remarked, "Goodness, I had no idea someone in my family is so skilled at crocheting."

The adolescent, with a canine-like nature, ignored him, his expression cold and aloof.

Knitting with a cold, aloof expression.

Undeterred, Lu Wei continued with renewed effort, "You're even better than a professional."

The dark and twisted figure threw a tantrum, "Your words are so annoying."

Well spoken, if not for the fact that he was drawing lines while speaking, it would have been even more convincing.

Lu Wei crossed his arms, "Try cursing again!"

"..."

Lu Wei: "Could this be tailored for me?"

The adolescent, with eyes as black as obsidian, retorted, "As if you have any say in it."

Seventeen-year-old, excessively proud and stubborn.

With a dark gaze, Twisted Bro was knitting yarn while ominously observing his companion cultivating mushrooms.

Lu Wei almost melted under the gaze.

His gaze was moist and sinister, adhering to him like a persistent and pesky plaster.

However, the Earthlings felt no discomfort at all.

Well, he completely aced it.

On the second night, Yin Han approached him tenderly, presenting a fluffy white wolf cub.

The youthful doggo instructed him, "Don't forget about me."

"..." Lu Wei paused, "You're really giving it to me?"

The adolescent, with a hint of bashful affection, buried his face in the hollow of his shoulder. "Nonsense," he mumbled.

The tone was as provocatively irritating as always, but his actions were the complete opposite.

"Lu Wei asked, "Poked me for two nights straight?"

Dog-like Youth: "Be quiet."

Oh, two days and two nights.

The young man with a dog said, "The next time you see this, you must not forget me."

Lu Wei's heart was melting into a pool of tenderness.

Before Mother's eyes was none other than His Majesty the Dog himself, though his mind seemed to be troubled.

Indulging in this...

Lu Wei was curious. "You're really giving it to me?"

The Pup Emperor replied, "Don't you want it?"

Lu Wei expected him to save face and say, "If you don't want it, give it back."

But the dark-hearted one said, "Even if you don't want it, take it anyway."

Typical of His Majesty the Pup.

Lu Wei picked up the knitted ornament for a closer look.

The stitches were unexpectedly intricate; it seemed like His Majesty's sewing skills were at the S-rank level.

The white wolf looked rather decent, though a bit silly with an oddly wise expression.

Suspectingly, Lu Wei said, "Just don't tell me you made this."

The Pup Emperor chuckled.

"Yes."

"Grass."

Lu Wei held up the pendant and compared it with himself. "How does this resemble me at all?"

Dog-like Youth: "Exactly the same."

Deep down, he had an intuitive sense that this metaphor was precisely fitting.

It could be "him."

Lu Wei rolled up his sleeves. "Well, damn, just compare us yourself."

The puppy kept his gaze fixed on him, not sparing even a glance at the albino wolf for comparison.

"Exactly like that."

"Pah!"

Amid their playful squabbling, Yin AB grew more intimate with his touch.

The mischievous one no longer put on an act, instead opting for direct closeness.

Lu Wei held the crocheted item that Dog Majesty had given him in the palm of his hand.

Chuckling, Lu Wei teased, "I never realized there was such a domestic side to my household."

Shade B nestled against his arm, saying, "Good that you understand."

He emphasized further, "I'm the one who's considerate."

Lu Wei replied, "Alright, alright, alright."

After a while, Shade B nuzzled against him again.

"Lu Wei,"

Cried out his name.

The young man, often blunt in his address, rarely spoke so gently.

Lu Wei looked down at him and asked, "What's up?"

The boy, with a mischievous glint in his eye, latched onto his hand, "I'll wait for you, and you're not allowed to forget me either."

Seventeen-year-old Dog Majesty made a pact with his beloved, Xu Chu.