A few hours later, they had bought almost everything they needed, except for Ophis's underwear.
Speaking of which, the girl had been maintaining a vacuum state from the beginning until now.
Thinking of this, Arthas couldn't help but feel a surge of blood, and the wonderful scene he had seen not long ago was still floating in his mind.
"That's about it. We've bought a lot of things," Rias said, and the group walked into the next area.
This was the general merchandise area, where most of the merchants had stalls.
As soon as they arrived here, Rias and Arthas heard a very familiar voice, and then the corners of their mouths twitched involuntarily at the same time.
On the other side, Ophis tilted her head cutely, not knowing what had happened.
"Ladies over there! I'll now demonstrate how to easily cut open a hard pumpkin with this special kitchen knife! Please come and take a look!"
A group of middle-aged women had gathered in a corner of the floor, looking like they were doing a live sales demonstration.
A handsome man wearing an apron was waving a kitchen knife with a spring breeze on his face.
"Azazel?!" Arthas pointed at the man with a look of regret, not knowing who he was asking.
"It looks like you're not seeing things, Arthas," Rias nodded and replied with certainty.
"Hey, the older sister in that pair of sisters! Oh, you're actually a mother! Oh my, you're so young! I thought you were the older sister and younger sister!"
"Oh my, Azazel-san! You always say things like that to me!"
Listening to Azazel flirting with the middle-aged women, it was clear that this was definitely not the first time he had done something like this!
Then, in the department store on the weekend, in front of Arthas and Rias, whose eyes were twitching, Azazel deftly waved the kitchen knife, easily carving on a very hard pumpkin.
"How is it, ladies! This is the heirloom knife, the Dragon-Slaying Sword of Light and Darkness——Kitchen Knife Type!"
That kitchen knife, although it had a very impressive name, was indeed sharp enough.
However, he also felt a strange atmosphere from the kitchen knife...Had he heard that name somewhere before!?
"I think he mentioned that kitchen knife before. It's an artificial Sacred Gear that was developed as the result of his research as a teacher," Rias said somewhat uncertainly on the side.
Azazel proudly showed the carved pumpkin to the ladies, and then easily cut through paper, wooden cutting boards, and even metal.
Look at this! This sharpness! It can even cut through wood and metal! And even if you beat it to death like this, the blade won't roll at all!
This kitchen knife is great, madam! Look, you can even easily cut through evil spirits or your husband's mistress!
You can solve everything from family problems to exorcising evil spirits with this one kitchen knife!
"Oh my, you're such a joker!"
"Then I'll buy one!"
Although he was boasting to the ladies from who knows where, most of what he said was indeed true.
That kitchen knife could easily destroy evil spirits. After all, the spiritual power emitted by that kitchen knife seemed to be genuine.
"It's really pitiful. Has the Governor-General of the Fallen Angels become so poor?"
Looking at Azazel, who was energetically selling kitchen knives, Arthas couldn't help but be deeply moved.
It looks like he's trying to recover the funds that he's been using indiscriminately in this way...But it's too much to sell artificial Sacred Gears to ordinary people.
Well, it's Azazel after all. He should be selling the kind that doesn't have too much of an impact on humans...But even so, we can't just let it go.
Rias said, taking out her phone and starting to talk to someone.
After ending the call, Rias smiled and said.
"I've already contacted Shemhazai. I think the Fallen Angels will definitely arrest Azazel soon when they find out that the Governor-General of the Fallen Angels is shamelessly selling things like this."
"That's too cruel. Azazel doesn't even want his dignity anymore. Can't you leave him a way out!"
Arthas said this with a look of excitement.
"Next, if you buy this kitchen knife today, you'll get a free gift! That is, the Dragon-Slaying Pot of Heat and Freeze! No matter how you cook it dry, it won't burn at all. The best and hardest pot!"
Azazel, who was boasting loudly over there, had taken out something strange again. Was he really researching Sacred Gears or developing kitchen utensils?
How did he make these strange things?
Not long after, a group of burly men in black suddenly appeared in the department store. As the surrounding people watched, Azazel screamed and was dragged away by a group of men.
Arthas couldn't help but mourn for this Governor-General of the Fallen Angels in his heart.
Before he knew it, he had been shopping all morning. At this moment, Arthas and the others were eating lunch in the food court, and Ophis was gobbling down a bagel.
"I like bagels and cookies," Ophis said seriously, looking up after finishing the sweets in front of her.
She just simply liked sweets. Even though she was a Dragon God, she was still like a child.
After finishing eating, the group went to the women's underwear department.
"Ophis, what kind of underwear do you want?" Rias asked.
"I, don't know," Ophis shook her head.
"How about black underwear? It matches your dress," Arthas said with a smile, looking at the little girl in her black dress.
"That's right, that color suits you. How about this one?...The size is a bit too big."
Rias had already started picking out underwear, but it was really difficult to find a suitable size for Ophis's body type.
"Is it better for the breasts to be bigger? My breasts are smooth," Ophis looked at Rias, then looked at her own flat chest, and pouted slightly.
"Well, according to your body type, it looks better to be small and exquisite like this," Arthas said with some amusement, and Ophis tilted her head in confusion.
"Master...Do you like small breasts like this?"
"It's not that I like them, but I just think that different body types match different figures. This is just right for your body type," Arthas cleared his throat somewhat awkwardly.
If he really liked it, he would definitely be seen as a pervert if he just agreed to it.
"Let's try on some underwear. This size should be about right. Arthas, stay on the side and don't peek," Rias warned Arthas, then pulled Ophis into the fitting room.
"Do I look like that kind of person?"
Saying this with a somewhat wry smile, Arthas touched his nose and shrugged helplessly.
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