Three customers sat by the window in an ice cream shop at the shopping mall, chatting away.

"Ah... it's a bit stimulating," Mo moaned with a spoonful of strawberry ice cream in her mouth, her face contorting into an expression of unbearable discomfort, her body trembling slightly.

"Then why did you choose to come to an ice cream shop if it's like this..." Aya also scooped up a spoonful of ice cream, but instead of finishing it in one go, she licked it slowly, bit by bit.

Well, taste-wise, he quite liked it, ignoring the headache from eating it in one mouthful.

"Because there were no other shops with available seats around," Tiran grumbled, his giant ice cream cup already half-empty in front of him. "And don't you think eating ice cream in winter feels nice?"

"Not at all..." Aya yawned, feeling a chilling sensation all over her body - as a reptile, she longed for hibernation, despite being able to resist sleep with willpower.

"Leaving that aside, what's with your getup?" Aya couldn't help but ask, her gaze falling on Mo, who was swinging her legs and holding her ice cream spoon between her teeth. Aside from the tour guide sign she was holding, the blonde loli was dressed in a peculiar red and white outfit, with a pointed hat on her head and a small white fluffy ball hanging from the top. She looked quite adorable.

"This? It's my work uniform," Mo nonchalantly replied.

"I won't delve into the details of the Saint's Day and Christmas costume design, but why did you suddenly appear here?" Aya patted her tour guide sign and asked curiously.

"I am the mascot for the shopping festival on Saint's Day. Because many of the employees celebrate the festival and the non-believers go home to spend time with their families or go on dates, today the wages for temporary workers are very high! And recently, I couldn't resist buying a handmade collectible figure. If I don't come out to work hard, I won't be able to afford a meal tomorrow... hehe, but it's okay. Even though I don't have family or a boyfriend, it's good to work hard," Mo said, her tone gradually becoming bitter.

"Cheer up?" Tiran stuck out his tongue, trying to encourage the child who was struggling in life.

On another note, he was still the former ace of the North Wind Assassin Organization, so it was somewhat impressive that he could end up in this sorry state.

"So, how about letting Miss Aya become my boyfriend for a day? Let's call it showing care for unmarried women?" Mo frantically made eye contact with Tiran.

"Sorry, but this lady here is my butler and mount, and I'm afraid I can't lend her to you," Tiran firmly rejected, it was a matter of principle that he couldn't compromise on.

"I mean... isn't it strange to combine the title 'Miss Aya' with a boyfriend?" Aya, who was being hugged, said helplessly.

"Also, unmarried women and all, you two actually look younger than me and Aya~" A mischievous smile crossed the princess's face as she glanced up and down at Mo meaningfully.

"What can I do? Even though I've been drinking milk every day, I just can't grow taller!" Mo lamented.

"Don't worry, there will always be people who like the loli figure. After all, the world never lacks lolicons," Tiran said.

"That's exactly the problem! I did try to find a boyfriend before, but they either said, 'Sorry, I feel too guilty and can't accept it,' or we got taken away by the police station while shopping together..." Mo's eyes revealed a hint of loneliness.

"..." Now even Aya and Tiran didn't know what to say. It was indeed a bit tragic, but on the other hand, if someone with a young appearance like Mo were to find a boyfriend, that's when this world would truly be in trouble, wouldn't it?

"Never mind, let's not talk about that. Why are the two of you here? Is the princess on a secret visit incognito?" Xiao Mo asked curiously.

"What do you mean why... we're just out for a stroll," Tiran replied puzzled.

"But isn't the palace hosting the Holy Breath Night Banquet right now? Most of the nobles with some status in the capital would be invited. Your highness, did you sneak out?" Xiao Mo raised an eyebrow as she waved the ice cream spoon in her hand, suspiciously staring at Tiran. As an information broker, she was well aware of major events like the grand banquet, which was essentially a public affair.

"Huh? There's a banquet? Dad didn't tell me! And Mimi should have reminded me!" Tiran exclaimed in surprise.

Seeing the princess' reaction, Xiao Mo felt relieved. At least it wasn't her own information network that went wrong.

"Well..." Aya suddenly remembered something and interjected somewhat apologetically, "Mimi wasn't feeling well yesterday, so she's taking the day off today."

"Not feeling well?"

"I heard it's because of her menstrual cycle..."

Wait, does the Flame Demon have this kind of setting too? Tiran raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical.

Aya seemed calm on the surface, but she couldn't help but sweat profusely. It seemed like she did tell herself to remind Tiran about the banquet tonight when Mimi took her leave. But she had accidentally forgotten about it.

"Never mind, it's not that important anyway. But, it's Christmas... I mean, Holy Breath Day, right?"

Since it was a holiday, it would be nice to do something festive.

"Aya, do you know any holiday traditions for Holy Breath Day?" Tiran casually asked.

Aya was taken aback for a moment and pointed at herself speechlessly. "Are you sure you want to ask me? A human asking a Dragon about human holiday traditions?"

"As a shut-in, it's understandable that I don't know about a holiday that has turned into a romantic occasion for normies, right? And then..."

"...Right, you're a Dragon, I completely forgot," the princess chuckled, covering her mouth with her hand and lightly shaking it.

"Are you doing this on purpose?" Aya clutched her chest, feeling the pain in her power core... wait, what? What does she mean? Does she mean that I don't have any of the characteristics of a Dragon? But ultimately, being trapped in human form and being treated as a servant without any dignity, isn't all of that your doing?

"Indeed, it is quite embarrassing. I used to think that Dragons were legendary heroes who could only be defeated after a hard-fought battle, yet here I am witnessing one serve as a maid," Xiao Mo added with a hint of sarcasm, "And a male one, at that."

Once again, Aya felt deeply wounded. But hold on, wait a minute, isn't the Silver War Maiden also a legendary hero? Why is it that I have no presence at all after being defeated by her?

"Please, in the records of legendary epics and such, it is always after three hundred rounds of fierce battles that the hero finally manages to slay the evil Dragon. Aya, you expecting any face after I cut you down with one strike is simply wishful thinking," Xiao Mo retorted.

"Just write a book with your eloquence. Can you not hurt my fragile heart?" Aya pleaded.

"Oh? Are Dragons that fragile?"

"Please rewind your progress bar by three seconds and see what you said!" Aya retorted, clutching her chest. Oh, the pain in my power core... wait, what does she mean?

"Well, it's probably related to the dual nature of Dragons, isn't it? Strong and weak at different times? Let's start with a man named Schrödinger and a half-dead cat. Hehe~" The princess had a naturally innocent expression as if she had nothing to do with it.

"Ignore my earlier comment, it can't hide your usual ugly face!" Aya exclaimed angrily.

"Ha...haha..." Xiao Mo, who had been watching the interaction between the master and servant, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Don't mind him, I just find this relationship quite interesting," Xiao Mo said.

"Do you know that it's because of this woman that she finds joy in my pain?" Aya said, pointing at Tiran with empty eyes, obviously recalling a painful past.

"Anyway!" Xiao Mo quickly changed the subject to prevent the situation from becoming too tense, "Regarding what Lady Tiran just asked about the Holy Breath Festival, I can provide some examples."

"Huh? Xiao Mo, I didn't expect you to know about it. I thought you were like me," Tiran said, looking surprised.

"Please don't compare me to Princess Tiran. I am an adult who has to make a living. How could I not be familiar with these festivals that offer part-time jobs for shopping activities?" Xiao Mo said with a smile.

"Although it seems like it, I feel like you unintentionally belittled me just now," Tiran said, pondering with her chin resting on her hand.

"Well... anyway, let's just talk about the traditional activities of the Holy Breath Festival, shall we?" Xiao Mo tapped the shopping guide sign on the table and said, "Apart from the usual activities like couples' dates, decorating prayer trees and unwrapping gifts under the tree are considered traditional. There's also a family reunion dinner... Oh! It is said that the Saint will give children gifts on the night before the Holy Breath Festival!"

So this is Christmas! If that's the case, I know about it too!

Princess Tiran became more and more uneasy as she listened, "Doesn't that Saint also ride a sleigh pulled by reindeers and go down the chimney, and you have to hang stockings by the bed to receive gifts?"

"So you know about it, too. I thought Lady Tiran, you were completely unaware," Xiao Mo teased.

No, no, no, who could have imagined that this so-called Holy Breath Festival is just a copycat version of Christmas.

Tiran turned her head and showed a helpless expression in a direction where no one was present.

"Anyway, Lady Tiran, aside from that, what do you want to do for the holiday activities?" Xiao Mo asked.

"Give gifts, I suppose, as a compensation?" Tiran blinked, "After all, if I don't attend the dinner, it would be troublesome for my father, and Mimi would blame herself."

"Huh... You would actually do such a thing? Even though you never showed any guilt when you bullied me!" Aya expressed her shock, realizing that this was a fake Silver War Maiden.

"No, no, no, I only bully Aya by herself," Tiran said with a smile and waved her hand.

"Please don't say such hurtful words with a smile on your face," Aya felt a little emotional pain inside.