Azem White picked up a gown covered in fine shimmer, his eyes sparkling.
Serum added softly, "The pleated design of the hem... will make it look... very lively..."
"Oh! And this red one! Passionate like fire! Just like you!"
He held up another one.
Serum echoed quietly, "It suits... your hair color very well..."
Enid giggled, enjoying the treatment of being the center of attention.
Especially the looks from the other girls around her—a mix of admiration and intense envy—made her unconsciously puff out her chest with pride.
See? This was the partner she chose! Handsome, strong, has good taste, and is so considerate!
In high spirits, Azem White even picked out a pure white suit for himself.
When he stepped out of the fitting room, the originally noisy shop instantly fell silent.
Everyone's eyes were involuntarily focused on him.
The well-tailored white suit perfectly outlined his tall and straight figure, shedding his usual frantic and flamboyant demeanor.
In its place was a rare, settled elegance and confidence; the slight smile at the corner of his mouth even hinted at a touch of wisdom.
Serum, wound around his neck, complemented the suit with its soft pearl-white luster, adding a touch of mystery.
Under the suit, he had unexpectedly paired it with a V-neck white fitted vest, aptly revealing the clear lines of his collarbone and a small patch of firm chest, adding a hint of lazy, effortless sexiness to the solemnity.
"Enid, what do you think?" Azem White winked playfully, instantly shattering the layer of elegance and reverting to the familiar guy with a bit of a smirk.
He rubbed his chin as if seriously pondering a fashion dilemma. "I think around the neck... hmm... would a Shiny Bell Collar look better?"
These words were like a magic spell.
"Pfft—"
"Ugh!"
Several suppressed groans and sharp intakes of breath instantly sounded in the shop.
Several girls suddenly covered their noses, their faces turning bright red, their eyes darting around, almost unable to stand steadily.
Others subconsciously and bashfully tilted their necks slightly, as if silently responding to that absurd yet extremely seductive suggestion.
Even Serum on his neck seemed unable to withstand this sudden shockwave—a mix of extreme elegance and primal suggestion.
The pearl-white substance fluctuated violently, then with a whoosh, it completely retracted into Azem White's body, leaving behind only a trace of faint, shy warmth.
Enid's face was also flushed deep red, her heart pounding wildly.
Fortunately... fortunately, she had developed a tiny bit of pitiful resistance to the incredible charm Victor occasionally unleashed these days!
She stomped her foot hard, trying to disperse the heat from her face, and said coquettishly:
"Victor! Stop talking nonsense! This is... this is already very good-looking! Very, very good-looking!"
But her gaze couldn't move away for a second from the guy in the white suit who was smilingly suggesting he wear a collar.
Seeing Enid's flushed cheeks and the exaggerated reactions of the girls around him, Azem White didn't restrain himself; instead, like a child who had found a new toy, his smile grew even brighter, with a bit of mischievous triumph.
He even deliberately tilted his head back slightly, tapping his now empty neck with his finger, scanning the shop as if he were truly looking for a suitable "collar."
"Do I really not need one~ hmm?"
He drawled, his tone full of innocent temptation.
"I think it would go really well with this outfit."
"NO! YOU! DON'T! Really!"
Enid almost screamed as she lunged forward, covering his mouth with her hand, fearing he would say something else shocking that would cause even more people to "fall."
Her small face was hot enough to fry an egg; her eyes were a mix of embarrassment and undeniable affection, along with a hint of the sweet trouble of having a "treasure" who attracted too much attention.
"Mmph mmph mmph..." Victor's mouth was covered, so he could only make muffled sounds, but his eyes, always dancing with light, curved into crescents, filled with the joy of a successful prank.
He took the opportunity to reach out, naturally wrapping his arm around Enid's waist, pulling her closer to him, and lowered his head to affectionately nuzzle the top of her head with his forehead, as if soothing a bristling little animal.
This action instantly drew another round of suppressed gasps and low cries of envy.
Serum also seemed to have finally recovered from its extreme shyness, cautiously oozing a tiny bit of pearl-white substance from the back of Victor's neck again.
Like a reserved and soft decorative collar, it vibrated slightly, as if still feeling embarrassed by Victor's bold suggestion earlier.
"Alright, alright, if we won't wear one, we won't. Serum is fine too."
Victor was finally "released," his voice filled with laughter as he raised his hands in mock surrender.
"If Enid says it looks good, then this is the one!"
He took Enid's hand, turned to look in the mirror, and rubbed his chin, seemingly very satisfied.
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