Curse Return: Demon Void Girl Doesn't Want to Be a Weakling

"Of course, we'll go shopping!"

Kugizaki's mood immediately became excited again.

The deer was a little stunned after seeing this: "Your mood improved so quickly!"

You'll get used to it.

Mashiro nodded and said.

As time passed and night fell, the three moved on to the shopping street.

After all, it's Kyoto, and the bustling city is always brightly lit at night.

The streets were bustling with people enjoying their nightlife, making it even more lively than during the day.

Looking at the shops lining the street, Xiaolu was honestly a little uninterested.

She didn't come here to buy clothes.

She just... wanted to go shopping with Mashiro.

Thinking this, the deer looked at Mashiro in front of her.

A hint of excitement seemed to linger on Masashiro's face.

But this excitement seemed a little different from Kugizaki's excitement next to him...

As Xiaolu thought about it, a bad feeling arose in her heart.

Mashiro glanced back at the deer, feeling excited, but not because of shopping.

She herself doesn't have much desire to buy clothes; for her, clothes just need to be comfortable to wear, and the simpler the better.

But the situation is different now. This is a great opportunity for the deer to change into all sorts of clothes!

After seeing Mashiro glance at her, the deer slowly opened its eyes.

Thinking of Mashiro's wicked sense of humor, her expression changed: "Hey, you wouldn't be thinking of...?"

"Both are possible, that's the answer."

Mashiro said with a serious expression, but the deer already understood what she meant.

"This seems like we're really in trouble now."

The little deer muttered something as she was pulled into a rather upscale clothing store by Mashiro.

The store's lighting was very soft, casting a warm glow on the floor.

There was also a faint aroma of fragrance in the air, making the guests feel comfortable.

The glass shop windows were sparkling clean, reflecting the neon lights of the street.

As soon as I walked in, a well-dressed sales clerk immediately greeted me: "Hello, what kind of clothes would you like to look at?"

Do you have her size?

Mashiro pulled the deer in front of her and said to the shop assistant.

The shop assistant glanced at it, then replied with a smile, "Of course we have them. Please come this way, dear customer."

The shop assistant led them to the location and then waited nearby, allowing them to choose freely.

"This one! This one! And this one!"

Mashiro's eyes lit up, and she picked up a pile of clothes and stuffed them into the deer's arms.

"Wait, do we really have to exchange so many...?"

Little Deer looked helplessly at the ever-increasing number of clothes in her arms, her voice tinged with a sense of utter despair.

“You said it was possible yesterday.”

Mashiro smiled and pushed her into the fitting room, "Go try it on."

"I'm not interested in clothes."

The little deer sighed.

Mashiro didn't give her a chance to back out: "It's okay, I'm interested."

Little Deer didn't believe it at all: "You have absolutely no interest in that."

"You're just finding it troublesome, hurry up and go."

Hearing the determination in Mashiro's voice, the little deer resignedly entered the fitting room.

Mashiro didn't have to wait long; soon, the deer came out of the fitting room.

She was wearing the light-colored dress that Zhenbai had given her as the first thing, with the hem reaching her calves.

The neckline of the dress is decorated with a delicate lace trim, giving it a pure and lovely look.

Her blue hair was tied into a bun, with a few wisps of hair hanging down beside her ears.

Her azure eyes held a hint of shyness, her cheeks flushed slightly, and her delicate white fingers unconsciously tugged at the hem of her skirt.

Her whole demeanor became pure and well-behaved.

"How...how is it?"

The little deer turned her head to the side as she spoke, not daring to look into Mashiro's eyes.

But she didn't hear Mashiro's response; instead, she heard the sound of a camera shutter clicking.

Upon hearing the "click-clack" sound, the deer immediately turned around.

The photographer was taking pictures of Mashiro from different angles.

"What are you doing...?"

The deer's face darkened, and she glared at Mashiro with displeasure.

"Cough cough."

Mashiro coughed twice and put her phone away. "The pure and innocent style suits you very well. I'll buy this one."

"You bought it already?"

The deer was slightly taken aback.

"That's right, you can change into the next one!"

Mashiro gave her a thumbs up.

"Huh? You're still trying?"

The little deer looked dejected and sighed.

"if not?"

Mashiro answered her matter-of-factly, "There are so many more clothes."

"Alright, alright."

Knowing she couldn't refuse Mashiro, who was clearly already infatuated, Xiaolu turned around and went back into the fitting room.

When she came out again, Xiaolu was wearing a pink short skirt and a bow tied at the neckline of her top.

The deer's hair was also let down.

After so much time, her hair has grown quite a bit, now reaching below her shoulders.

She stood there awkwardly; the dress was a bit too pink.

"Pink is also nice."

Mashiro stroked her chin. "But it's still missing something."

The third outfit was a black gothic dress.

The dark skirt was layered and decorated with lace and bows.

When Xiao Lu came out, her whole aura changed.

Her blue hair stood out strikingly against her black dress.

The blue eyes, set against a dark background, exuded a cool and aloof aura.

"Oh?"

Mashiro's eyes lit up. "I didn't expect you to suit the gothic style."

"Is it......"

The little deer murmured, "Since things have come to this, and there's no way to resist, I can only enjoy it."

She was now completely at Mashiro's mercy, her form completely manipulated.

Kugizaki stood to the side, arms crossed, shaking his head as he watched: "I'm telling you, Mashiro, why don't you try any of them on yourself?"

Mashiro gave her a strange look and said matter-of-factly, "I don't need any more clothes."

Upon hearing her reply, Kugizaki rolled his eyes and said, "You're not interested in your own outfits, but you're really enthusiastic about dressing up the deer."

"of course."

Mashiro proudly opened her photo album and showed her the pictures she had taken, saying, "It's so much fun dressing up cute little deer!"

"So you two are doing a dress-up game?"

"What kind of play is that? That's really awful."

As Mashiro spoke, she was still picking out clothes with her hands.

"Oh?"

Mashiro's eyes suddenly lit up, and she picked up a piece of clothing from the clothes rack.

"...?"

After recognizing what it was, the little deer took a half-step back warily. "Really?"

Mashiro was holding a black and white maid outfit.

The little deer gritted her teeth, looking at the clothes, and the words that Mashiro had said before echoed in her mind again.

That line, "What are you thanking me for? If you really want to thank me, why don't you wear a maid outfit and be my maid for a day someday?"