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"Just kidding."

"Also, I almost forgot to think about buying a gift for Aunt Claire."

"Mhm, how about giving her a good bottle of wine just like the gift for Professor Lily?"

"As for my mother's gift, I can just give her a normal pot of cat grass."

"This stuff can't be bought outside."

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So the next day, which was Saturday, Dark took a bath, drank a glass of milk after the morning exercise and then took DemiDevimon to Traveller Street.

The streets were dotted with colorful decorations, the eaves were hung with various colored lights and the dolls and even the signboards placed in front of the store were also wearing Christmas hats.

The festive atmosphere came sooner than expected.

In the small garden in the middle of the food street, an unfinished Christmas tree was already standing there.

In the evening, one would often see many couples here, whispering sweet nothings to each other.

Dark avoided the peak hour and came early in the morning, ready to return before noon.

When passing by the candy store, he thought about it and bought a "Christmas candy gift pack".

After leaving the store, he also had a Christmas card in his hand.

It appeared to be a Traveller Street joint event where shopkeepers would be giving away Christmas cards to some customers.

It also saved Dark the effort of purchasing them separately.

Next, he spent some time finding "Claire's Travel Diary" and "Old Knight On The Frontier" in two bookstores, respectively.

"Claire's Travel Diary" was unexpectedly popular.

So he bought a copy himself, ready to see where Aunt Claire had been over the years.

As for "Old Knight On The Frontier", because it was the autobiography of a post-war knight and not a celebrity, the sales were not very high and only a single copy was found in an old bookstore.

It could be considered good luck.

"Flap! Flap!"

DemiDevimon deliberately flapped its wings noisily while flying around in front of Dark.

As Dark forbade it to speak in front of outsiders, it could only express itself through "sign language".

"Okay, let's go buy yours." Dark sighed, showing a helpless smile.

DemiDevimon immediately began to dance in the air.

Dark added: "But you can't open it until Christmas, do you understand."

DemiDevimon nodded hurriedly.

Who didn't like the festival atmosphere?

Of course DemiDevimon liked it too!

This was the first holiday gift that DemiDevimon would receive. Of course, it must be grandly opened on Christmas Eve when the festival atmosphere was at its peak!

"Hoohoo!" DemiDevimon couldn't help laughing.

...

When it arrived at the clothing store, DemiDevimon stopped at the door and didn't go in.

Dark knew that it did not want to ruin the surprise, so he went in alone.

As the weather got colder, the demand for scarves and gloves among students was increasing. So, there were more stores selling these products.

Dark selected carefully, and finally chose a brown, thicker scarf.

The price was not a problem but the quality had to be good.

He asked the female shop assistant to help wrap it up and put it in a gift box.

The female shop assistant couldn't help but tease: "Is it a Christmas present for your little girlfriend?"

Dark smiled, "No."

The assistant asked curiously, "Then who is that for?"

Dark: "My pal."

...

Dark, who walked out of the store, lifted the gift box and shook it in front of DemiDevimon.

DemiDevimon stared for a while, resisting the urge to take it apart immediately.

It wanted to spend the next week guessing about scarf colors and styles!

...

After getting the most important scarf, Dark went to the tavern where he last bought fairy wine.

But he seemed to have arrived too early, the ramshackle tavern on the corner of Traveller Street was still closed.

"Maybe I should come later."

After thinking about it, Dark decided to buy some juice bottles and gift boxes first, and of course, apples.

The gift for Emma was probably the cheapest, but it would take a lot of work.

After he bought everything, he didn't continue shopping, but went back to the dormitory first.

Because there were too many things in hand.

...

"Huh, Dark, you are back already?"

As soon as Dark entered the tower, he encountered Dianna and Rose who were fully prepared.

Even though Christmas was still two weeks away, the girls clearly preferred to be prepared.

Besides, maybe two weekends together would still not be enough for them to go shopping.

Dianna and Rose were planning to pick Christmas gifts while shopping.

Nowadays, Dianna was also considered to be rich with credit points, so her voice was a lot more confident when she spoke.

Dark raised the stuff in his hands and said, "I still have something to do."

Dianna had to give up inviting Dark and said reluctantly: "Oh, okay."

Dark went back to the dormitory, put the gifts away, washed his hands and started making apple juice.

The production process of apple juice was very simple and mainly consumed time.

With the help of Shuckle, it took Dark all morning to complete the production. He added special spices for freshness to the apple juice, and then stored them one by one in the gift box and pushed it to the corner in the end.

"It's done!"

Dark stood up, suddenly feeling very fulfilled.

He shook his head, packed his things, went to the cafeteria for lunch before heading to Traveller Street again.

In the afternoon, Traveller Street was obviously much more crowded with people laughing and talking everywhere.

Dark was thinking about what to buy while enjoying the festive atmosphere.

He has not decided the type of wine and the type of cat grass yet.

He was even more clueless about the gift for the Pandora-senpai.

Soon after, he came to Kitties Flower and Tree Shop, and his eyes were immediately attracted by a ragdoll cat.

But even after playing with the cat, he came out empty-handed again.

If he really sent a pot of cat grass home, the fat cat at home would probably be unhappy.

"Why don't I wrap the Crimson Star's medal as a gift..."

Dark couldn't help muttering.

...

When he came to the tavern again, the door of the tavern had finally opened slightly.

Dark pushed the door open and saw the owner of the tavern, Uncle Simmons.

Simmons looked in his forties, with long and pointed ears. He was not a fairy, but a male elf.

Dark has never understood the need for this rare tavern to exist.

But Simmons' brewing skills were genuine. Not everyone could brew the precious Fairy Wine.

"It's you again."

"Uncle, do you still have fairy wine?"

Dark glanced inside, and sure enough there wasn't a single customer.

Simmons quickly waved his hand and said, "No. The rest of it is for myself!"

Opening a tavern just to sell wine to himself. This guy is really something else.

Dark wasn't discouraged: "Is there any other wine? I want to buy two bottles for Christmas gifts."

Simmons: "Oh? Is it for some kind of sage again?"

Dark nodded. "And Professor Lily."

Simmons paused, then said, "Wait here."

Then he got into the back of the tavern.

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