My Love Debts Are Everywhere!

"Hahaha! That's it!" Inside his room, Leon grinned in satisfaction at the pile of fireworks on his table. "With these, tomorrow's New Year celebration will be much livelier," he murmured, already picturing the surprised expressions of Charlotte, Iris, Fiona, and Stella. For the past two days, he had carefully crafted fireworks to give the four little girls a surprise. After all, New Year's Eve in his previous world was nothing like the one in this world. In both human and demon territories, New Year's was typically spent sharing a meal with family or loved ones—something he found dull. Without fireworks, New Year's Eve just felt too quiet! "These are the first fireworks I've made since coming to this world. I hope they turn out well and aren't too different from the ones in my previous world." With a small nod, he packed the fireworks into a large box on the right side of his desk. Then, lifting the box, he strolled out of his room at a leisurely pace. ... Before anyone realized it, time passed like a gust of wind, and the next day arrived. The atmosphere today felt different from usual. In the capital of the Demon Empire, Erantum, snow continued to fall heavily, covering the ground in a thick white blanket. Yet, what stood out the most was the emptiness—few pedestrians roamed the city center. Not just pedestrians; even the merchants were noticeably fewer than usual. Where the bustling cries of vendors once filled the streets, now there was only silence, accompanied by the whispering gusts of the snowy wind. Of course, some merchants still tried to attract customers with their voices, but it did little to change the fact that the city center looked eerily quiet. For first-time visitors, this scene might be shocking. But for those who had lived in the capital for years, it was nothing unusual. After all, New Year's Eve was just around the corner, and most demons—whether in the capital or elsewhere—chose to spend the occasion at home with their families or loved ones. At this moment, inside a room, Charlotte, Iris, and Fiona were fast asleep on the bed, their faces glowing with happiness. Stella glanced at the clock, which already showed ten in the morning, and let out a long sigh. "They really are like lazy piglets," she muttered, rubbing her temples—an expression strikingly similar to Leon's. Normally, they would have woken up around eight or nine in the morning. However, perhaps due to the cold weather, they had slept soundly until now. Shaking her head, Stella walked over to Charlotte and gently shook her. "Charlotte, wake up. It's almost noon, and you haven't had breakfast yet. Let's eat first," she said softly. Charlotte's eyelids fluttered before finally opening. She rubbed her eyes and sat up. "What time is it, Sister Stella?" she asked lazily, stifling a yawn. "You can see for yourself," Stella replied, rolling her eyes. Blinking in confusion, Charlotte glanced at the clock—only to find that it was already five minutes past ten! "Oops! I overslept!" She gasped, eyes widening in panic. Her gaze darted to Iris and Fiona, who were still fast asleep. Without hesitation, she shook them urgently. "Iris, Fiona, wake up! It's already ten, and we're late for breakfast!" she called out in a frantic voice. Breakfast was usually scheduled for seven or eight, which meant they were over two hours late! The mere thought of their mother's wrath sent shivers down Charlotte's spine, prompting her to shake her sisters even harder. Iris and Fiona frowned, disturbed by the sudden movement. They wanted to ignore it, but the moment they heard "ten o'clock," their eyes snapped open. "Ten in the morning!?" They shouted in unison, whipping their heads toward the clock—only to see that it was indeed already ten! *Gulp!* They swallowed hard, exchanging panicked glances. Seeing their reactions, Stella could only smile. "Alright, no need to panic. Let's head to the dining room for breakfast." Realizing this, they quickly nodded. "Okay!" Without hesitation, they jumped out of bed, slipped on their slippers, and dashed toward the door. However, before they could reach it, the door suddenly swung open, revealing Leon pushing a food trolley. "Hmm?" Leon raised an eyebrow, momentarily surprised, before a faint smile crossed his lips. "You're already up? I thought you'd be sleeping until noon." At his teasing remark, Charlotte, Iris, and Fiona instantly blushed, their chubby cheeks turning red with embarrassment. Leon chuckled, deciding not to tease them any further. "Alright, forget it. I brought food from the dining room. Let's eat first." The three of them eagerly nodded and stepped aside, allowing Leon into their room. Unlike Leon's spacious room, theirs was much smaller. Additionally, there was no sofa or table, leaving Leon momentarily unsure where to place the food he had brought. "Put it on the carpet, Uncle Leon," Stella said from beside him. Leon raised an eyebrow but didn't question it. Without a word, he began placing the food from the trolley onto the soft carpet in the center of the room. Charlotte, Iris, Fiona, and Stella quickly joined in, helping him arrange everything. Once they were done, Leon smiled and said, "Alright, enjoy your breakfast. When you're finished, just put everything back on the trolley—a maid will come by to pick it up later." The four girls nodded in unison, resembling little chicks. "Aren't you eating with us, Daddy?" Fiona asked, her voice tinged with disappointment. She had wanted to have breakfast with him and be fed by him. Leon shook his head while gently stroking her cheek. "I already ate with your mother in the dining room earlier. Besides..." A mysterious smile curved on his lips as he added, "I'm preparing a surprise for you on New Year's Eve. Just wait and see." With that, he gave Fiona's cheek a light pinch before turning to leave. As they watched him go, Charlotte, Iris, Fiona, and Stella exchanged puzzled glances. "Sister, do you know what surprise Daddy is planning for us?" Fiona asked innocently. Charlotte let out a small sigh. "If I knew, it wouldn't be a surprise, would it?" Iris and Fiona thought for a moment and found her reasoning made sense. "Alright, let's eat first and wait for New Year's Eve," Stella said, trying to move things along. "Okay!" With that, they said no more and eagerly dug into their breakfast.