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# Chapter 142
On that day, our couple was staying in Hyperborea after a long while. Apollo had been in the bathhouse since early in the morning, while I had some other things to do and occupied a seat in a studio in Hyperborea.
I was now sitting quietly on a backless chair, threading beads onto a thin thread. Next to me sat a giant wearing a magnifying glass, threading beads just like me. Due to the difference in our size, I had to sit on a chair placed on the table.
I was in the middle of making a beaded bracelet for Anastasia. The kid didn't wear any special accessories on her body. If her hair sometimes fluttered and seemed cumbersome, she would tie it back with a leather strap on her wrist.
As I was concerned about her bare neck and wrists, I decided to give her a bracelet as a gift. Wouldn’t it be more meaningful if I made it myself for her? However, since I wasn’t skilled enough, I asked the Hyperboreans for help, who were experts in this field.
