“Boss, three skewers, please.”
“You got it!”
After busying himself for a moment, the stall owner handed the freshly grilled skewers to the speaker.
But as the other party took them, the stall owner's hand froze.
“Huh, you look a bit unfamiliar.”
“Are you... Miss Rabbit?”
The minotaur stall owner's hand holding the skewers paused. As far as he knew, there shouldn't be any rabbits in the residential district, right?
“No way, you must be mistaken, Uncle Stall Owner.”
“Thanks for the skewers~”
The Miss Rabbit in front of him waved her hand and walked toward two other rabbit beastkin with the skewers.
“Huh? Is it really just me not knowing we had rabbit beastkin here?”
“Alright, boss, maybe they just didn't come out much before because of magic erosion.”
“Exactly. Everyone else's skewers aren't even made yet.”
Hearing the urging voices, the stall owner had no time to worry about these rabbits of unknown origin.
“Don't rush, there's plenty for everyone! Those Broll cattle are practically overflowing in the pastures anyway.”
Watching the black-haired rabbit run happily toward the others with the skewers, a smile appeared on the stall owner's face.
Not far from the stall—
“Kavia, running so fast in a dress isn't very ladylike.”
“What does it matter?”
When Kavia returned, the mask was back on her face. As for the face from just now? It was probably that of a real rabbit who had once existed.
“Why is the Goddess still spacing out~”
Kavia saw that the Goddess was still staring at the busy stall owners with her pure white eyes.
But at this moment, even the Goddess had a smile on her face, touched by the warmth of everyday life.
“Did the Goddess smile? She smiled, didn't she!”
Seeing the corners of the Goddess's mouth curve up ever so slightly, Kavia's mask almost slipped off in her shock.
Hearing Kavia's gasp, the Goddess instantly took the skewers from her hand and turned her back to the two.
“Let's keep walking.”
Eating her skewers, the Goddess walked away before the other two could even reply, leaving Marigal and Kavia to exchange a stiff glance.
“Wait for us, Goddess!”
The two immediately chased after the distant figure.
“Zona, did you hear someone shouting 'Goddess'?”
Not long after Kavia and Marigal left, Kainster, who was standing in front of a stall, turned his head toward the spot Kavia had just occupied.
“Your Highness, I didn't hear anyone calling the Goddess in a place like this.”
Zona's brow furrowed.
Could it be that her Grand Memory Erasure Technique was too powerful?
“Strange, I could have sworn I heard someone call out to the Goddess.”
“Oh well. Boss, three more mutton skewers. These taste amazing.”
Not dwelling on his confusion for long, Kainster turned back to the stall owner to order a few more delicious mutton skewers.
“Your Highness, you've already eaten almost twenty skewers.”
Seeing Kainster take the skewers and start devouring them, Zona began to worry if there was something wrong with the Prince's health.
“Lately, my appetite really has gotten a lot bigger.”
Kainster looked at the empty bamboo skewers in his hand, feeling a bit puzzled. Could spending so much time with his soulmate have made his appetite grow as well?
“Hmm... I don't know either.”
Unable to figure it out, Kainster thought for a moment before scratching his head and offering Zona a very bright, sunny smile.
Seeing Kainster like this, Zona held her head in exasperation.
So, his deep thinking just now was actually just him savoring the taste of the skewers?
“Hey! Zona, look at that running figure over there. Doesn't that look like my soulmate?”
Zona looked in the direction Kainster was pointing. Sure enough, a figure in a gorgeous dress was running, pulling another figure clad in purple along.
“Phew, huff... There shouldn't be any eyewitnesses here, right?”
Seeing that the surrounding stalls were completely different now, Lin Ling finally stopped running.
“Ugh... Miss Saintess had only just started eating at the previous stalls.”
“Now, every time Miss Saintess closes her eyes, she sees all that food waving at her~”
At the thought of how close she had been to all that delicious food, only for this bad guy behind her to ruin it...
“What's wrong? Is my dear Miss Saintess a little unhappy?”
Looking at Lin Ling's puffed-up, pufferfish-like cheeks after she stopped, Ivelia couldn't help but reach out and poke the inflated pufferfish.
“Hmph!”
“Miss Saintess has decided that all of today's plans with the Demon King are canceled.”
Feeling Ivelia poking her cheek, Lin Ling promptly turned her head the other way.
However, turning to the other side only meant exposing her unpoked cheek to Ivelia.
Seeing Lin Ling's right cheek, which hadn't been poked yet, the Demon King naturally didn't hesitate to reach out again.
And so, the two stood there. Every time Ivelia poked, Lin Ling would turn her head the other way.
This continued until the Saintess's steps began to falter.
“N-No, I can't. Miss Saintess is getting dizzy.”
The Saintess felt as though there were suddenly several Demon Kings standing in front of her.
Her legs even felt a bit weak.
“Does my dear Miss Saintess not want to keep spinning?”
“In that case, would you like something to drink?”
Seeing Lin Ling's eyes spinning in dazed spirals, Ivelia decided not to tease her any further.
Otherwise, tonight's plans would be completely ruined.
With that in mind, Ivelia handed Lin Ling the drink she had been holding during their run.
The moment the drink was placed in front of her, the cowlick on Lin Ling's head instantly pointed right at it.
The liquid in the cup began to drop rapidly as Lin Ling bit onto the wooden straw.
“Ahhh~”
“I'm alive again.”
The coconut milk-like taste instantly restored the Saintess's energy.
“Is it good?”
“It's delicious~”
So much so that the Saintess completely forgot she had just declared she wouldn't speak to the Demon King for the rest of the day.
Instead, she took Ivelia's hand and began walking back the way they came.
Even Ivelia, whose hand was being pulled, was a little confused by the sudden turn of events.
“Miss Saintess ran for so long that all the skewers she ate have been digested.”
“As punishment, the Demon King must accompany Miss Saintess to eat our way through from the very beginning. No refusals allowed!”
Looking at the girl pulling her along, Ivelia could feel how warm and radiant the hand holding hers was.
“Of course, my Miss Saintess.”
The aroma of the surrounding stalls drifted past Ivelia's nose, mingled with a faint scent of lily of the valley.
The smell of the spices was incredibly strong, yet the scent of lily of the valley remained distinct and clear.
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