Let's Train Heroine - Chapter 328

Chapter 328: Heroine’s Suprise on Christmas
Wednesday

Lucan had wedding dress sex on Monday and outdoor sex on Tuesday. He was planning to do something unique on Wednesday, but on Tuesday night, Maris left.

She went to her family because her adopted mother was sick. Healing her mother would only take a couple of seconds, but Maris decided to stay there. So, on Wednesday morning, Lucan woke up alone.

He sighed and headed to the window. Stretching his arms, he looked up at the sky. As he turned back, he noticed a calendar on the table beside the bed.

Virnda had made that calendar, and it was the same as Earth’s. The date was December 25th.

Virnda was also from Earth. Lucan had learned that while the two of them were working on creating the culture of the Saint’s world.

From Virnda, Lucan also learned that the game company that created the game he was transmigrated into had made a sequel.

The sequel’s story was about Maris’s daughter. If, in the game, Maris didn’t marry any of the male leads, she would adopt a daughter.

In the sequel, Maris and her husband (if she had one) or just Maris (if she remained single) would get kidnapped by an unknown force. Maris’s daughter would then embark on a quest to find her parents. During her journey, she would leave the Saint’s Region and eventually establish her own region, which would later become the number one region out of the 73.

That was the entire story of the sequel. There might have been plans for another game in the series, but nothing was decided. If there were new games now, Virnda wouldn’t know, as she was already dead.

Regardless, the sequel’s storyline had been completely derailed since Maris and Lucan had already broken the barrier and were training to get stronger.

As long as Maris and Lucan reached Legendary Class III within the next ten years, they wouldn’t face any major threats.

But that wasn’t what Lucan was worried about. He was just sad that he wouldn’t be able to enjoy Christmas with Maris.

This was only the third year in this world since breaking the barrier, and Lucan had hoped to enjoy every Christmas with Maris. However, it seemed like this year, he wouldn’t be able to.

Lucan sighed as he descended the stairs, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes. His mind wandered, wondering how he’d pass the day without Maris. When he reached the bottom step, however, he froze.

The living room was bathed in the warm glow of twinkling Christmas lights. Garland lined the mantelpiece, and stockings hung neatly in a row. A massive Christmas tree stood proudly in the corner, its branches heavy with ornaments and ribbons. The scent of pine mixed with the faint aroma of freshly baked cookies.

In the center of the scene, lying on a plush red rug in front of the crackling fireplace, was Maris.

Lucan blinked, unsure if he was dreaming. Maris was draped in the most stunning lingerie he’d ever seen. It was Christmas red, lacy, and tied at the front of her breasts with a green ribbon that looked as though it begged to be unwrapped. The ensemble included a tiny red G-string and thigh-high stockings that disappeared into mid-calf red boots, trimmed with soft white fur.

If that wasn’t enough, a fluffy red Santa hat perched atop her head, the white pom-pom playfully resting on her cheek until she brushed it aside. She stood slowly, her hips swaying just enough to make Lucan’s breath hitch.

“it’s cold out there, isn’t it?” she teased, her voice low and inviting.

“Maris…” Lucan’s voice came out.

She approached him, her pink hair cascading over her shoulders, catching the glow of the firelight. Her pale blue eyes sparkled with mischief. When she leaned in, her lips brushed his in a teasing kiss, warm and sweet.

“Surprised?” she murmured against his lips, her hands slipping to his chest.

Lucan nodded, “You… didn’t leave?”

“I did, just to give you this suprise,” She said, her hands trailing down to his waist. “I bet, this Christmas would be most memorable Christmas ever.”

Lucan chuckled, his hands sliding to her hips, feeling the softness of the lace against his palms. “You’ve certainly done that.”

“Good,” she said, stepping back and spinning slowly to give him the full view. “Do you like it?”

“Like it? Maris, you’ve outdone yourself,” he replied.

She smiled, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush. “Then let’s not waste any time. It’s Christmas, after all, and I have a gift for you.”

“Oh?” Lucan arched a brow.

“Me,” she whispered.

Lucan took a deep breath, his gaze locked on her as he closed the distance between them. “Merry Christmas, Maris.”

“Merry Christmas, Lucan-sama,” she replied, and then she head back and had something in his hands when she came back.

Lucan couldn’t see it but soon, he found that it was chocolate covered strawberries being pushed gently against his lips. His eyes never left her face as his mouth parted and he took a bite; the tartness of the juice woke his mouth up and was soothed away quickly by the creamy milk chocolate.

He watched as she nibbled the rest of the chocolate and fruit away before walking back over to place it on the coffee table. She watched him slowly as one solitary finger brushed away a lingering piece of chocolate from the corner of her mouth.

“Well,” Maris began, “Are you going to just stand there or do you want to unwrap your present?”

Lucan crossed the living room in three strides. His hands found the lace covering her hips and he gently pulled her forward, feeling the warmth of her body.

Lucan’s mouth immediately went to hers. He kissed her fiercely, Her mouth opened to him almost immediately and her arms went to his waist and slowly up the back of his shirt. Maris pulled herself closer to him, body on fire, in spite of the chill to his skin, wanting nothing more than to melt into him.

Maris broke for breath and let his lips dance down her neck, flickering his tongue at the corner of muscle and bone. She gasped.

He kissed her hair, inhaling the light floral scent that was so familiar it sent a sensual pang right to his core.