"Aya Senpai..."

A timid voice suddenly came from the changing room.

Having spent a long time with the Princess, Aya had developed a kind of mystical premonition, and a sense of unease immediately arose in her heart. Subconsciously, she took a step to the side.

"Yes, what is it?" Aya answered, forcing a brave front.

"I want to change this outfit."

"... " Aya took another step back, ready to make a run for it. This unfolding scenario couldn't possibly be...

"And then, I need to take off this one first."

"... "

"My hands... can't reach, Senpai, could you come help me?"

Of course! Must we play out this clichéd scenario? Even if she's an angel, can't she at least have some basic daily life skills? Is she really so pampered that she needs someone else to dress her?!

"In the past, it was Lady Sister who helped me dress..."

"Hold on, is the reason you don't wear clothes when you go down to the mortal realm because..."

"Lady Sister said that Angels are a divine race, and since there is nothing shameful about my body, I don't need clothes."

I get it, I understand completely. This so-called "Goddess of the Light" is definitely a perverted nymphomaniac. Well, looking at the things that the Temple Church has been doing, it makes sense now. This church that worships such a deity must be a scam!

What should I do in this situation? Aya quickly pondered. If it were someone like Guffett, a proper knight, he would politely refuse and seek help from a female store clerk. As for a perverted madman, he would probably walk in with a devilish grin and take advantage of the situation. And as for Tiran... the Princess is a perverted madman herself.

As for myself, Aya felt that although she usually had a sharp tongue, she would never back down in such matters.

(Hey, how do I explain taking a bath together? That's way more scandalous!)

(Aya: It's nothing, forget about it.)

The correct approach should be to seek the help of a sales lady. With this idea in mind, Aya turned around to call out to the sales lady who had just walked by, but immediately withdrew her hand.

If I really do that, how do I explain the fact that Angel isn't wearing anything underneath. If I just come out after changing clothes, there's a chance it won't be noticed, but if I ask for help from the sales lady, it's definitely going to be exposed!

I'll definitely get arrested by the guards then, won't I? The next day's headlines will be something like "Princess's Maid Commits Such a Shameful Act," and then Mimi will use the excuse of damaging the royal family's reputation to hang me out to dry...

Are you kidding me! I absolutely won't let something like that happen!

"Senpai..."

"Yeah, yeah, I got it, come in!"

Aya, with a brave front, looked around and then gritted her teeth, pushing aside the curtain to enter.

What caught her eye was Fiona's back. Several straps of the gown had already been undone, and underneath the loose golden hair revealed a large expanse of tender skin.

"Don't move, let me help you undo it." Aya bent down and carefully untied the remaining straps. With the shoulder straps already slipped down, the gown slid down Angel's smooth spine under the force of gravity, leaving her body completely exposed in the air. The sight of it stunned Aya for a solid three seconds.

Indeed, deserving to be called a race on par with dragons, this body is truly perfect.

No, wait, what am I thinking! Aya shook her head vigorously, reciting a mantra three times to clear her mind, and began to help Fiona change clothes.

Although I tried my best to avoid it, my fingers occasionally touched her skin, smooth and tender, just like a newborn baby's skin.

...

After struggling for more than ten minutes, Aya finally tried on all the clothes that Angel was interested in. With a head full of sweat, she paid the bill and left the clothing store with bags in hand.

Physical exhaustion was secondary, the main problem was the immense psychological pressure. Aya had to constantly control the immense power inside her to prevent it from going wild. It was really difficult for her. Recently, she had been feeling restless in her mind, wondering if it was related to the dragon's adolescence...

"Aya senpai, where should we go next?"

Angel seemed to be in a good mood, throwing away all the negative emotions from being defeated by Tiran and being left on Earth by the goddess. She kept lowering her head and admiring the new clothes she had securely packed in her handbag.

So, all girls would be happy when they buy new clothes they like, right? Aya guessed.

Since Fiona found it inconvenient to move around in the long skirt that Eri had paired with her, Angel immediately changed into another outfit that she had just bought: a shirt with a pattern of Angel's sword and a pure white lightweight coat. She wore it with a short skirt and knee-high socks in the same white color—apparently, she had a particular preference for white.

Aya thought it looked good, and...she couldn't even recognize Angel anymore. After hiding her powers and wings, she looked like a handsome human girl.

Most importantly, she finally had underwear and panties! Finally, Aya didn't have to nervously follow her, worrying about sudden updrafts.

"Now that the clothes are taken care of, let's go have lunch next. By the way, Tiran also recommended some places...hopefully, it won't be another trap." Aya recalled the names of several restaurants that Tiran mentioned.

Luckily, this time they weren't tricked.

Three restaurants, one of which was a typical Western-style restaurant. The signature dish of steak with black pepper sauce looked tempting even just by looking at it...but the food in this restaurant recommended by Tiran turned out to be things like thick-cut fries and fried chicken wings—junk food...

The other two restaurants were actually from the Eastern Continent. Could it be said that this Western Continent's renowned harbor city and commercial metropolis truly deserved their reputation?

The remaining two options included a buffet-style restaurant, of course, there were also many dishes that could be made to order. The other one was a noodle shop that not only served various types of noodle soup but also snacks like steamed buns, fried dumplings, and mung bean cakes.

Three choices huh... So these two didn't hesitate to choose to try all of them.

As for Aya, with her dragon's constitution, she could easily bankrupt all three restaurants. As for Angel, she would have no problem eating whatever she wanted, plus she had enough money on her, so why hesitate?

...

At this moment, on the outer main road of Lighthouse City, a carriage slowly stopped in front of the city gate intersection.

The overall color of this carriage was light, mostly silver-white with a near-metallic tone. Its design was different from that of a cargo truck, not as bulky, but it was also not as flashy as most noble carriages. However, the inscriptions faintly visible on the side of the carriage indicated its value.

Combined with the two majestic white horses pulling the carriage, it could be confirmed that the owner of this carriage was definitely a person of status and importance. Passing pedestrians all glanced and speculated about the identity of the person inside.

"Sir, we have arrived at Lighthouse City. Should we go into the city and meet Lord Alex?" One knight from the guard approached the carriage and asked.

"No need. Go straight to Gilliast. Our trip this time was meant to be semi-secret, to avoid any potential risk of identity exposure."

"Yes, then let's go directly to Gilliast."

...

The self-service oriental restaurant called "Three Thousand Flavors" was packed, but more than 80% of the people there were just onlookers, not customers.

The newly arrived manager was equally flustered and anxious. What is going on? Why are there suddenly so many people and none of them are here to eat? Could it be some kind of cult causing trouble?

"Manager, don't worry, those are just curious spectators..."

"That's good... Wait, spectators? What are they watching... Oh no, there are a few freeloaders over there touching our watermelons without paying!" The manager's face was filled with disbelief.

"Well... You should go see for yourself," the waiter said with an awkward smile.

...

In the center of the crowd was a long table for eight, but only two seats on the inside were occupied. As for the other seats at the table...

They were all empty plates!

"Phew, so satisfying~" Angel put down the empty bowl, which was bigger than her face, and let out a contented sigh.

"Well, the taste is alright, but the soy sauce is a bit strong, overwhelming the flavor of the meat... but overall, it's still good," Aya burped with a hint of regret, glancing at the table. "Oh... is that all? Looks like we'll have to get another round..."

As she said that, she picked up the menu next to her.

The restaurant's name wasn't exaggerating. It was said that the original branch was a famous culinary family in the Eastern Continent, and the "Three Thousand Flavors" truly lived up to its name with three thousand dishes that were no joke. The menu was as thick as a dictionary.

But unfortunately, their reputation in the Holy Rank was not meant for running a buffet restaurant.

Passersby were amazed by the two appetizing and beautiful girls, while the manager almost spit out a mouthful of blood. After working in the food and beverage industry for over ten years, he had never seen such weird behavior! Just a rough glance and he could tell... Not only did they eat a lot, but they also only picked the expensive and good dishes. At this rate, the restaurant would suffer a huge loss...

"How do you feel?"

"It's delicious, much better than Heaven in the human realm," Angel's eyes sparkled.

Did you all see that, audience friends? The former formidable Holy Rank powerhouse, Angel, who was once utterly depressed after being abandoned in the human realm, has now switched sides because of a meal... If one day there's a war between the human realm and Heaven, there's no need for an army. Just gather three thousand chefs and go all out, and I guarantee they will surrender...

Tsk, previously, I was worrying about whether this girl would lose hope, but now it seems my worries were unnecessary and laughable!

Speaking of which...

Aya looked around at the spectators and the manager clutching his chest, almost coughing up blood, and even someone secretly watching them from the crowd. Even if she was slow, she realized that they may have gone too far.

"Hey, stop eating, let's go."

"Eh? But Aya-senpai, there are still more than 800 dishes here that we haven't tried..." Fiona looked reluctantly at the mostly empty buffet.

If they continued eating, they would definitely be blacklisted, absolutely! Aya shouted in her mind as she quickly pulled Angel and walked towards the door. Ah, it felt like the manager's gaze could kill.

As expected... let's make a run for it!

However, unnoticed by them, just as they were leaving the restaurant, a figure in the crowd was closely watching their backs.