Tomorrow's Ark, please don't die

"Go out for a meal after buying clothes, and then come back, it's such a happy decision! Oh!"

With a self-centered cheer, Fiadina grabbed Shirtel and walked out impatiently. Shirtel looked at Fiadina helplessly, and deliberately slowed down to keep up with Fiadina. pace of.

Warfarin looked at Fiadina and Shirtel who were gradually going away, and then at the pretty blushing girl Sarkaz beside her, who pushed the mudstone with her elbow.

"How about we make do with each other?"

Chapter 19 Four Sarkaz come to buy clothes

"Since you want to buy clothes, what's your goal, Fia?"

After finally catching up with Fiatina and Shirtel, Muyan asked with some doubts.

Due to wearing thick armor all year round, Muyan has no concept of clothes at all, and the dress was only bought after the strong recommendation of the smiling waiter.

"Well, no."

After thinking for a while, Fiatina spread her hands generously.

"...Is there no plan or plan?" Muyan hesitated for a moment before asking.

Fiatina paused slightly in her advance, and suddenly turned her face to the mudstone with a bright smile: "All, all, no, yes! Occasional adventures make life more beautiful, don't they?"

Mudstone covered his face.

Don't put it so nicely on the spur of the moment, okay?

Even Shirtel knocked on Fia Tina's head in a speechless way: "Fia, stop making trouble."

"puff..."

Warfarin leaned back and laughed.

"Speaking of which, can we really buy good-looking clothes?" Even Fiatina herself was a little worried, she looked around, there were too many pure black clothes, and Fiatina even felt that she had lost The aesthetic ability of color matching.

"Let's talk later."

Shirtel shrugged, she didn't only have black clothes, she just thought it was the best to wear at this time.

Kazdale’s underground black market and Free Village are not good places to go shopping, but there are always smart businessmen who will see each other. There is a commercial street near the underground black market, which is the goal of Fiatina and others’ trip .

Unlike underground black markets and free villages, commercial streets usually have no residents, and more people get up early to open their doors on commercial streets. As a city built on the ruins, Kazdale’s business is not perfect, and it is obvious to open a store here. It is much easier to earn than opening a store in other formal countries.

Having said that, the shops here are still gorgeously decorated, and the products in the windows are also dazzling, and Fiatina looked around curiously.

"Speaking of which, if we choose our own clothes, wouldn't it be the same as before?"

Looking at the clothes displayed in the window, Fiatina suddenly realized a problem, her head shook slightly, and Fiatina's eyes circled around, as if she suddenly thought of something.

"In this case, if we choose clothes for each other, can't we wear different clothes?"

"Well, good idea."

Shirtel nodded, "I feel like I can wear clothes that are different from usual."

"Then let Shirtel choose first!"

Warfarin smiled maliciously.

Stuart shrugged nonchalantly.

The first dress was chosen by Fia Tina. She tied up Shirtel's long hair and tied it in a side ponytail on the left side, leaving the rest behind. She wore a dress on her chest Black short sleeves with an incomprehensible Victorian logo printed on it, and a red tight skirt on the lower body, which does not hinder the movement but also does not affect the appearance.

The hairband tied with the ponytail deliberately chose the style of a small silver crown, which made Shirtel look more heroic.

"Hmm~"

Taking a step back, Fiatina looked up and down Shirtel, always feeling that something was missing.She scratched her head and inadvertently stroked the bow on her head.

Ah, right.

"Wait for me."

Fia Tina warned, and ran away in a hurry before Shirtel asked anything.

Within a few minutes, Fiatina ran back out of breath, holding a string of golden necklaces in her hand.

"This is...?"

Shirtel looked at the necklace in Fiatina's hand and was slightly taken aback.

"It's a gift in return, okay, I'll bring it for you."

Fia Tina brought the golden necklace to Shirtel's neck, and then raised her left hand as if showing off. On the wrist of her left hand, there was also a string of golden necklaces.

"Look, it's the same style."

"Good good."

The corner of Shirtel's mouth raised, she suddenly stretched out her hand and pressed Fiatina's shoulder.

"Alas!"

"Next, it's my turn to choose clothes for you, isn't it?" Shirter grabbed Fiatina's soft waist maliciously, "Don't move around, I have to measure your size."

"There's no way to measure it by hand!"

Fiatina yelled in dissatisfaction, turned her head, and sent a look of help to the mud rock.

Muyan just changed into the clothing recommended by Warfarin. The high-necked outer black inner infrared number and the red sweater match the overall look of an inexplicably old-fashioned feeling.

"Ah, please don't look at me."

Seemingly feeling ashamed of this set, after noticing Fiatina's gaze, Mudrock covered his face, but his exposed pointed ears were still red and hot.

Warfarin stood aside, wearing clothes selected by Muyan. It was still a black-based dress, divided into two layers, the outer layer was made of translucent tulle, and the inner layer was made of solid fabric.

She seemed very satisfied with the suit, and after noticing Fiatina's gaze, she pinched the skirt and turned around.

"How is it? Does it look good?"

Warfarin raised her head.

"Do all vampires like black?"

Fiatina asked curiously.

"It's a blood demon...not all of them, for example, I prefer red."

Warfarin patted her head and said in a speechless voice.

"Then why are all the clothes you buy black?"

Fiatina tilted her head, feeling a little strange.

"Hmm... because it will be troublesome if you get blood on your meal? Even red clothes will be conspicuous after the blood has clotted."

After dragging her cheeks and thinking for a moment, Warfarin opened her hands and said helplessly.

"...I can't refute it, it's unexpectedly true."

Fiatina covered her mouth, and couldn't find how to complain for a while.

"Okay, don't move, I'll pick out clothes for you next?"

Shirtel's hand climbed onto Fiadina's waist again, and Fiadina felt her whole body go limp, and she was pulled into Shirtel's arms all of a sudden.

"Alas...!"

......

Shirtel picked out the clothes very quickly, and soon Fiadina entered the fitting room with a blushing face.

When Fiatina reappeared in everyone's sight, the painting style was different.

Fia Tina's height of about 1.6 meters is probably considered short, but her skin is delicate and fair, and she has a weak temperament that wants to be bullied. The ups and downs of her chest are not too big or small.

The clothing chosen by Shirtel is also quite bold. He directly chose a Lolita-style skirt. The overall main color is very dreamy light blue and white, and the outer layer is full of folds and patterns. Scary tulle.

"I'm not suitable for this kind of thing."

Fia Tina's pretty face was slightly red, and she turned sideways, feeling a little uncomfortable.

It's a little heavier than normal clothes, and it's very inconvenient to move around.

"Suitable, why not."

Folding his arms, Shirter looked at Fia Tina's current appearance, turned his head and called out.

"waiter!"

"Hello."

"I want to wear the newly bought clothes directly, please help me pack this suit."

"Ok!"

There was a programmed smile on the waiter's face, his eyes were looking back and forth between Fia Tina and Shirtel, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and the programmed smile was almost unstoppable.

As a waiter who has been secretly observing the four beautiful girls since they entered the shop, her current thoughts are——

——I may be fake, but they must be real!

Chapter 20 Kelsey's Invitation

Fiatina was a little restless.

She thought that the suit she was wearing might be more suitable for a guy like Warfarin who had no shame at all, or Miss Shirtle - Shirtle looked good in anything.

At least, at least she shouldn't be allowed to wear it.

She just likes to look at it, not to wear it!

On the other side, Warfarin snatched the menu from Niyan who was trying to cover his face with the menu, and leaned comfortably on the sofa to flip through it.

"You are a blood demon, what menu are you looking at?"

Shirtel snatched the menu from Warfarin's hand, quickly glanced down row by row, and lightly rang the bell next to him after seeing what he wanted.

"Hi, what do I need?"

The waiter appeared at the table skillfully, holding a board and a fountain pen in his hand.

"Give me a parfait, please."

"No! You haven't eaten breakfast or lunch, you must not eat parfait!"

Fiatina slapped the table and got up, snatching the menu from Shirtel's hand.

The menu was slapped on the table, and the pages were randomly flipped to a certain page. Fiatina glanced at it and pointed to a plate of rice bowls: "Two servings of this."

"Then I want this too."

Muyan weakly raised his hand.

Someone has set a precedent, and subsequent difficult choices will follow your choice.

Mud Rock is a good example, and she also points to the donburi on the menu.

"If that's the case, then I..."

Warfarin looked left and right, and finally focused on Fia Tina,

"I'm welcome too~"

"?"

Shirtel was still immersed in the pain of losing Buffy just now, when he heard this, his eyes instantly became sharp.

"Just kidding, I have my own blood bag."

Sticking out her tongue, Warfarin sat back to her seat obediently, and took out a bag of bright red blood bags from her pocket.

"..."

Fiatina rolled her eyes. Warfarin's appearance just now didn't seem like a joke, but she didn't bother to care about it so much, she leaned back slightly and leaned on the sofa in the restaurant.

I have to say that the sofa in this restaurant is really comfortable, as soft as if it can sink Fiatina's entire body into it.

Ah - so comfortable -