Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Yuzio
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Thanks to the rickety carriage, we were forced to sit close together for quite some time.
I didn’t mind, but Christine’s face, flushed red from our earlier encounter, showed no signs of returning to its normal color.
“We’ve arrived,” the coachman announced from outside.
It was a strange phrase, if you thought about it.
If our carriage tour had ended, he should have said, “It’s over.”
But “We’ve arrived” implied we had set off with a specific destination in mind.
I stepped out of the carriage first and gave the coachman a meaningful look.
Sure enough, it was a place I didn’t recognize.
It was a bustling street, that much I could tell.
The coachman bowed respectfully.
“Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere. The carriage tour isn’t over yet.”
“But…?”
“This particular street is especially popular among couples. So, I thought it might be nice for you two to look around for a while. This wasn’t just my suggestion; Lady Vivian specifically requested it…”
Vivian’s request.
That meant we weren’t just dropped off here randomly.
A truly lively street unfolded before our eyes.
We saw restaurants and various other buildings, but…
The most striking sight was the countless couples.
They were arm in arm, enjoying their own moments of happiness.
“I can’t park the carriage on the street, so I’ll leave it in the back. You can come back there directly when you’re done, or just signal me.”
I nodded slightly, and the carriage pulled away.
“What do we do now?” Christine asked, her voice laced with a mix of genuine concern and an unspoken expectation for me to take the lead.
I took a moment to survey our surroundings.
There were countless restaurants, but none particularly appealed to me.
First, we were top-tier beings, entirely different to ordinary demons.
It wasn’t arrogance; it was simply that if we dined at an ordinary restaurant, we would unnecessarily draw attention to ourselves.
It would disrupt the restaurant’s business, and some of the demons dining there might even find our presence suffocating.
‘Well, that settles it then.’
My eyes fell upon a large sign:
Despite its grand name, it was just a clothing store, a well-known franchise in the Demon Realm.
It was a huge brand, with branches in every corner of the Demon Realm, catering to all races and carrying a wide variety of clothing.
Christine’s gaze followed mine.
“Are you interested in clothes?” she asked.
“Not entirely uninterested,” I replied.
“I’ll buy you a new outfit. I have enough personal funds for that.”
“Not my clothes. Your clothes.”
Christine’s eyes widened, as if she hadn’t understood me correctly.
I clarified, “You always wear the same dress. I’d like to choose one for you.”
“Th-there’s no need. It might be the same design, but I have over a hundred of these dresses. And they’re washed every day.”
“Well, I’m not just talking about dresses. You might find some accessories you like.”
“I’m not fond of extravagance.”
“On you, accessories wouldn’t be extravagant.”
Christine stiffened slightly, realizing I was complimenting her beauty.
She looked flustered, unsure how to react.
I could tell she wasn’t offended, just unsure what to do in such a situation.
Choosing her attire had always been her attendants’ task, and all she had to do was wear what was presented to her.
She had never questioned or expressed dissatisfaction with this arrangement.
Should she simply follow me with a neutral expression?
Or should she act pleased?
“Well… do as you please,” she finally said.
With Christine’s approval, I opened the door to the clothing store and stepped inside.
I had received a salary from my teaching position, so I could afford a new outfit…
Ah, but Kanels were human currency, so I couldn’t use them here.
It was fine.
I could just have Demelie charge it to her account.
…No, it really was fine.
I would spoil her instead.
Truly.
A sleek interior greeted us.
The staff and manager approached us beneath golden lights designed to enhance the luxurious appearance of the merchandise.
“We’ve been expecting you!”
Expecting us?
That, and the loud greeting, startled me.
“Did you know we were coming here?”
“Ah, no… that’s not it…”
The manager smiled in a friendly way… or rather, a snake-like way.
“We would have greeted you the same way no matter which building on this street you entered. We already received instructions from Lady Vivian.”
Just how interested in us was Vivian?
The manager continued, “In any case, it’s a great honor to have you here. Would you like to see men’s clothing or women’s clothing?”
“Women’s,” I declared firmly before Christine could even open her mouth.
Immediately, the staff brought out countless racks filled with women’s clothing.
One, two… I lost count.
“For special clients, we offer fashion shows. Would you like to see models wear some of the outfits first?”
“Th-that’s alright. We’ll browse ourselves,” Christine said hurriedly, dismissing the staff’s overly enthusiastic service.
There was another reason for her reaction, which I quickly realized.
Lingerie.
That was all the racks had held.
“Um… excuse me?”
“Yes? Please tell me anything.”
“Do you have any… normal clothes? I mean… for wearing outside? Outerwear?”
“Ah… that…” The manager looked apologetic.
“They’re all sold out. Currently, these are the only items left in the store.”
“Are there none left at all?”
“There are. There are some, but…”
“Then even those…”
“There’s no point showing them to you. They won’t fit your chest or hips. You’ll have to get your outerwear custom-made anyway.”
“Ah…”
“But I’m sure you’ll find something you like here. Please take your time!”
Vivian was the one who had ensured all clothes in Christine’s size were “sold out,” but the manager, following his instructions, didn’t reveal this.
He and the staff quickly left, leaving Christine and me alone.
Christine and I coughed awkwardly.
The lingerie designs were… revealing, to put it mildly.
“Well, it’s all just clothing in the end,” I said.
“That’s true… it is… clothes,” she agreed hesitantly.
I pointed to another area, “Perhaps you’d be more interested in the accessories.”
Christine’s gaze followed my gesture.
A shelf beside the racks displayed an array of glittering jewelry.
They seemed to lose some of their sparkle next to Christine.
She was that elegant.
Anything she chose would suit her perfectly.
But she shook her head.
She glanced at her left ring finger and said, “One piece of jewelry is enough. And it’s not for sale here.”
“I see.”
If she wasn’t interested in accessories, then we had to browse the lingerie…
But it would be awkward to do so together.
“Well, take your time and pick whatever you like. I’ll take care of the payment beforehand.”
“But what currency do you have…?”
“It’s fine. Don’t worry.”
I walked away, leaving Christine alone with the racks of lingerie.
She thought about following me immediately, but then she hesitated.
‘I have to spend at least two days stuck to him…’
Sin of Pride!
Lingerie is a weapon!
A weapon!
It’s a powerful weapon for women!
The words of her secretary and several of her attendants echoed in her mind.
She snapped her fingers, summoning a red screen in front of her.
A few drops of blood materialized, forming words on the screen.
This was the one way she could conveniently check reports.
After all, she was the Vampire Queen.
‘Let’s see…’
The report Pertel had sent might be helpful at a time like this.
The first report already ruined her mood.
Next.
‘…She showed her lingerie to him?’
Her jewel-like red eyes flickered.
She quickly read the next line.
“Eh…”
Christine’s gaze darted towards the racks.
She frantically searched through them… and then…
“Ummmm… excuse me?” she called out softly.
“Yes! You called?” The manager instantly reappeared.
“Please… wrap this up.”
“Certainly!”
The manager skillfully wrapped the lingerie without looking at it.
However, this was just a technique he had mastered to be considerate of his customers; he knew exactly what kind of lingerie it was.
‘Do they already have children?’ he wondered.
The lingerie Christine had chosen had a cute bat character design.
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[her tits and ass are too big for noraml clothing lmao]
“Seems they got closer after that. Michelle’s lingerie. It had a rabbit design. Possible reflection of Jekkiel’s preference. Michelle. Clever.”
It seems that vampires are rather lacking in intelligence