“Why didn’t you get the dress for me? What was the need to bring me here?” As soon as the salesgirl left, she put her question in front of Hades. She did not mind coming shopping one more time, but she wondered why Hades was being so wonderful and kind towards her? Especially all of a sudden? “I thought about whether I should let you wear clothes of your choice. After all, how long would you wear the clothes of my choice?” He said, taking a seat on the couch. He put his one ankle on the other knee, comforting himself. “Is that the reason?” She asked him, turning her sound level really low. Her eyes squinted as she tried to find an ounce of honesty in his eyes but she found a bay of honesty in those green eyes. He was straightforward, not even looking anywhere or trying to avoid her gaze. And to prove himself, he even nodded, asking back, “Why not? Girls like to wear clothes of their choice.” “Well, you’re right…” She raised her hand to run her fingers through her hair, liking his
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