Chapter 173: Chapter 173: Gwen Reveals Her Romance! The Ballerina Twins’ Devotion!
Upon hearing that Wanda wanted to follow him—and only him—Lorien’s first reaction was, Do my likes or favorites have any videos of pretty girls?
If they did, once Wanda’s fans saw she was following only him, there would definitely be a flood of people rushing in to check who he was. And if they found anything embarrassing... that would be social suicide.
Wait. He didn’t have any likes or favorites. And this account was just a blank starter one. Then there was no problem.
So Lorien pulled out his phone and let Wanda follow him.
As for whether he should bother with "decorating" the account, getting "verified," or building some kind of "persona"? Forget it. Totally unnecessary. This was just a default account, plain and simple. Even the username was nothing but: User**.
After Wanda followed him, a little red dot appeared on his notifications. He tapped it open.
[+1 Fan]
And that fan was none other than the superhero Scarlet Witch—Wanda.
Lorien immediately followed her back.
The very next second, he got a firsthand taste of what "traffic surge" really meant.
In just the few seconds since Wanda followed him, his notifications shot up. From 1, 2, 3... straight to 99+. All new followers.
Private messages started rolling in too. Lorien glanced over them briefly. Almost all were asking the same thing—what was his relationship with Wanda? Who exactly was he to her?
Wanda leaned closer to peek at the screen, then asked softly,
"Did I cause you trouble, Lorien?"
Lorien smiled at the flood of messages.
"Of course not."
Then he opened up his profile. He didn’t change anything else—he only swapped out the auto-generated line [The author is lazy, hasn’t done anything...] for [Scarlet Witch’s husband].
The moment Wanda saw it, her eyes lit up. She immediately understood what Lorien was doing.
And when she noticed he had also gone into settings and turned on every privacy lock—"No mentions from non-followers," "No private messages," "No..." and so on—she couldn’t hold back her laughter anymore.
"Lorien, you’re terrible!" she giggled.
"You’re making all these people suffer, and there’s nothing they can do about it."
"But if I find a good video later, I can still @ you in the comments."
Lorien laughed with her.
"You’re absolutely right."
Obviously, Lorien had done it all on purpose.
Now, after clearing his notifications, anyone who came to his page through Wanda’s follow could only hit "Follow" on his plain starter account. No mentions, no private messages, nothing else. And right there on his profile, they’d see that line: [Scarlet Witch’s husband].
If this were a game, Lorien would definitely be the main tank, soaking up all the aggro.
But what Lorien didn’t expect was that after scanning through the fresh replies, Wanda suddenly started laughing again.
"Lorien, look—so many people are already asking who I’m following.
Plus, quite a few told me your profile info changed.
These folks look like they’re about to cry."
Lorien tilted his head to glance over. He nearly burst out laughing. Pitiful.
At the same time, he casually checked Wanda’s follower count. Holy crap—she’d already hit 950,000 followers. That was fast. And it had only been a few hours.
If Wanda were playing the faith-to-god route, wouldn’t this wave have launched her straight into the heavens?
Of course, faith-to-god wasn’t that simple. You actually needed believers.
...
Wanda tossed her phone aside to make dinner. No matter how important showing off affection was, nothing beat having a husband.
Meanwhile, Lorien entered the Little Universe. The moment he stepped in, he spotted Gwen with her butt stuck up in the air, planting trees at lightning speed.
Wanda had even made her an extra-large shovel. With every scoop, Gwen dug out a massive hole, then casually planted her favorite trees—peach, apple, cherry blossom, ginkgo, and more.
She didn’t care about season, variety, height, habits, or color. She simply relied on the fertile soil of the Little Universe.
Gwen planted wildly, knowing everything would survive anyway. The results could be judged later.
The apple trees she had planted earlier were already chest-high. In a little more time, they’d probably surpass human height and start bearing fruit—though not necessarily right away.
The quality of the soil meant the trees here weren’t bound by normal limitations. They could grow freely, even enormously. That was why Gwen planted them with wide spacing. Too far apart could be adjusted later, but too close together would be a real problem.
After watching her enthusiastically planting for a while, Lorien waved.
"Gwen, stop planting. Dinner’s ready."
At the mention of dinner, Gwen perked up.
Pfft~
She plunged her oversized shovel into the ground, then ran back excitedly.
"How’s Wanda’s video? Did she post it? Let me see, let me see!"
"Just grab your phone and swipe a few times yourself."
Hearing that, Gwen whipped out her phone, opened TikTok, and started scrolling. Sure enough, after just a couple of swipes, she found it.
But...
As everyone gathered in the living room and Wanda brought out the dishes, Gwen’s dissatisfied voice rang out.
"Hey, Lorien!
Wanda’s followers only include you!
But your bio says you’re Scarlet Witch’s husband!
What about me?!"
Lorien’s helpless voice followed.
"Wanda’s already public, so I just put her down. If I added you too, what if it caused you unnecessary trouble?"
Gwen immediately countered.
"Then I’m going public with our relationship too!
I’ll officially verify myself as a superhero—Gwen. That way, I’ll only post Spider-Woman content.
Luckily, I’ve got tons of crime-fighting photos and videos on my phone. Just need to add a few more clips and I’m good to go!
After dinner, Lorien, you and I will film it!"
Wanda froze when she heard this.
Gwen was going to reveal Spider-Woman’s romance?
Important to note: this was about identity. Gwen was Gwen, Spider-Woman was Spider-Woman. What Gwen intended to expose was her superhero identity’s relationship.
Her real-life self wouldn’t be affected—unless her actual face was revealed.
So Gwen’s plan worked.
And it would only spark even greater curiosity.
Who exactly was Spider-Woman beneath the mask?
"You want to go public too? Fine, I’ll film with you. But you need to be careful—before uploading, make sure none of your videos break any rules.
Then I’ll update my profile.
How about: [Scarlet Witch and Spider-Woman’s Husband]?"
Gwen thought it over.
"Spider-Woman doesn’t really sound like it fits."
She wasn’t wrong. Compared to Scarlet Witch, the name Spider-Woman just didn’t have the same weight.
Wanda, however, stepped forward with a suggestion.
"Then how about: [Goddess Alliance’s Husband]?"
Gwen’s eyes lit up instantly.
Right! The Goddess Alliance only included Wanda and Gwen. So the Goddess Alliance’s husband would naturally mean Wanda and Gwen’s husband!
Thinking it through, Gwen nodded in agreement.
"That’s it! Perfect!"
But Lorien felt something was off. Goddess Alliance’s Husband? Wasn’t that a bit... perverse? It made the Goddess Alliance sound like his harem.
Well, technically, it was. But still—it felt a little too much.
And yet, just imagining that line on his profile—[Husband of the Goddess Alliance]—it was ridiculously arrogant. As if he was saying, I’ve taken the entire alliance for myself!
The more he thought about it, the more thrilling it felt.
"Lorien?" Gwen looked to him for approval.
Lorien finally nodded.
"Alright, let’s go with this."
Damn right, this is it. Why shouldn’t he be cocky? Doesn’t he deserve it? If he doesn’t, who does? So what if he’s arrogant?
Besides, no ordinary person even knew Lorien Su or had any way of reaching him. So there was nothing to worry about.
Meanwhile, Hela, who was gaming in the living room, gave a dismissive snort.
"Childish."
Can’t they be a little more mature, like me? At their age, they’re still playing exposure games to declare ownership? Look at me—so much better, and so much simpler.
It’s just a man. My stomach is empty—so I fill it. Once it’s full, that’s all there is. I simply wait for it to be absorbed and transformed into divine power.
That’s better. That’s what true maturity looks like.
"Hela, dinner’s ready."
"Coming!"
The moment she heard, Hela instantly paused her game and rushed off to eat.
...
After dinner, Gwen dragged Lorien into the Little Universe to film a short video—no, a short clip.
The concept was based on Wanda’s template, but with one key difference: Gwen talked a lot more.
Her self-introduction was also more creative. For example, she appeared in full costume, descending from the rooftop of a skyscraper. With her phone in hand, she swung through New York’s skyline, soaring between buildings in first-person perspective.
She even made a detour to Stark Tower.
From that immersive viewpoint, Gwen introduced herself while leaping across the city—and revealed she already had a partner.
After wrapping up the shoot, she ended the recording early and went home.
Back at the house, Lorien watched Gwen’s first-person self-introduction video and couldn’t help but marvel.
"You might actually have a talent for directing, Gwen. That camera work, those transitions, and that damn immersive opening—it’s perfect for a self-introduction. This video is going to blow up. And a ton of people are going to copy your effects."
Gwen lit up with joy.
"Really? That’s amazing! I’ll post it right now. You should update your profile too.
Oh, and I’m following you! Only you!"
Lorien could only laugh helplessly.
Always with this routine.
Gwen quickly uploaded the video and completed her verification, thanks to Natasha’s earlier prep work.
Lorien updated his profile as well:
[Goddess Alliance’s Husband]
Looking at this otherwise blank starter account, now branded with that single outrageous title, Lorien nodded in satisfaction. Then he couldn’t hold back his laughter.
It was just too funny.
He could only imagine how many people were cursing this account in their heads.
And the thought made him grin even wider.
"Lorien, I’ve followed you."
"We’re mutuals now."
With that, Lorien and Gwen followed each other back. He then tapped into Gwen’s video feed to take a look.
The opening scene was shot against the glass wall of a skyscraper. After glancing down at the highway below and the distant nightscape, Gwen turned her head toward the glass, where her own reflection looked back at her. She waved at her reflection before beginning her introduction.
"Hello, I’m Spider-Woman, a member of the Goddess Alliance, and the lifelong companion of a certain boy—forever."
With that opening, Gwen fired a strand of web and began swinging gracefully through the glowing night city. She crossed skyscrapers, glided past alleys, and whenever she encountered crime, she dealt with it in passing before continuing on her way.
As she moved through the city, she spoke about her story and shared pieces of her daily life. Of course, anything that could reveal her location or identity was carefully left out.
She simply talked about having family who loved her. A partner who loved her. And about how much she loved this world.
By the end of the video, Gwen’s first-person view brought her up to Stark Tower. Strangely enough, not a single alarm or defense system triggered. But that hardly mattered.
Standing atop one of Manhattan’s tallest buildings, looking out over all of New York, she spoke.
"You call me Spider-Woman, a superhero, even a member of the Goddess Alliance.
But as my partner once said: being a superhero? That’s just a hobby. What really matters is everyday life.
So rather than being Spider-Woman, I’d rather be his little spider.
I want to watch the sunrise and sunset with him. I want to shop and have fun with him. I want to spend every single day of the future with him.
That’s the real Spider-Woman.
I’m done. Bye."
With those final words, the recording cut off.
...
When Gwen returned, Lorien finished watching the video and nodded in satisfaction.
"Gwen, your creativity is incredible. The immersion is perfect."
Wanda, after watching it as well, gave it the very first like on her account.
"That was wonderful. If I’d known, I would have used magic for my opening instead of something so ordinary."
Lorien shook his head.
"Not at all. Everyone has their own style. Wanda, your everyday opening actually gives off more of a homemaker’s warmth."
Wanda thought about it and realized he was right.
After uploading the video, Gwen slipped her phone into her pocket and couldn’t stop smiling. She wasn’t even sure why, but going public gave her a sense of security. It felt real.
Put simply, it was official.
Thinking about it, Gwen even felt inspired to start recording daily life—personal vlogs.
She grabbed Wanda’s hand.
"Let’s go back to the room and figure out how to make even better videos together!"
Wanda’s eyes lit up. She glanced at Lorien, shot him a look that clearly said no work tonight, and then left with Gwen for the spare room.
Lorien: ...
Great. What if the bull has no field to plow now?
He lay back on a lounge chair in the Little Universe, lost in thought.
Hela? No, she wouldn’t be enough. To Lorien, she was more like a snack or dessert than a main course.
To be blunt, Lorien didn’t even need a wall for leverage, nor his hands or feet—he could just lift Hela and carry her off with ease. One Hela against him? That was a guaranteed loss.
...
Outside the Little Universe, Bella and Aria crouched at the door. After glancing at Lorien inside, they exchanged a silent thought.
"Master’s alone now, Aria."
"Looks like Gwen and Miss Wanda are resting tonight, Bella."
"Then shall we..."
"Mm."
Both nodded.
They rose together, hands clasped neatly behind their backs as they walked in. Before stepping inside, Aria thoughtfully closed the door.
Meanwhile, Lorien was still mulling things over.
"Use the fleshlights?"
He thought for a moment. It did seem like it was time to use the fleshlights.
Just then, Bella and Aria approached.
Aria crouched to Lorien’s left, setting down a drink and some snacks. Bella knelt before him, her voice soft.
"This is the purpose of Bella and Aria’s existence."
After Bella spoke, Aria added,
"You need only rest quietly. We’ll handle everything."
Lorien: ...
Well then.
Time to let it happen.
He clasped his hands behind his head, lay back motionless, and silently braced himself for what was to come.
...
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