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Sariel turned around to find the last normal person.

Raguel stayed in the fashion area, his huge wings blocking Sariel's view.

When she turned around, Sariel was shocked.

Raguel held his head high, with two black horns on his head - actually a fun headband, and his body was covered with purple jewelry.

A pair of sunglasses with a silver chain hung low on the bridge of her nose. She lowered her head slightly and looked over with cold and arrogant golden eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that her wings were still white, Sariel would have almost thought she had fallen into a demon!

In fact, there are all kinds of colors on the jewelry shelves, and there is no deliberate attempt to restore the devil's makeup. Isn't that just dancing in an angel's minefield?

But Raguel just likes the black and purple color, and it’s okay to have two of them. He turned out all the “marginal items” accurately, and when he wore them, he felt like he had fallen into a demon without knowing it.

——She was born with long silver-white hair, and she was exactly like the angelic version of the Burial Love family.

She tried on a black-purple lipstick on her lips (perhaps it should be called purple lips? Black lips?), and she opened and closed it slightly:

"Sariye, do these sunglasses look good?"

Sariel's face was embarrassed. What should he say?

I know you like this, but aren't you afraid of being seen by other angels?

But after a moment of hesitation, Raguel, who didn't need Sariel's opinion at all, had already taken off his sunglasses and put them in the shopping basket.

"There's a sale here, three pieces with one feather, seven pieces with two feathers, eleven pieces with three feathers..."

"Stop! Do you have more than a hundred pieces here?"

Raguel smiled proudly: "That's right, fifty feathers and one hundred and ninety-nine pieces! I haven't collected enough yet, but you came just in time."

She dragged Sariel over, not giving him a chance to escape.

"What do you want me to do?" Sariel had a very bad feeling.

Raguel raised his hand and pushed Sariel's thick bangs to both sides, revealing the angel's iconic delicate face, "I can't use that much alone, so I'll buy some for you."

"No, no, no... I don't need these!" Sariel crossed his arms, preferring death to surrender.

He can watch other people's souls being corrupted by boutique products, but he himself must be sober!

Raguel's face immediately darkened, "Stop talking nonsense and change it for me!"

The memory of playing house with Raguel as a child came to mind, and fear took over his brain.

Sariel gave up struggling and switched from a male body to a female body in just one second.

Angels have no gender and do not need to give birth to life on their own. They are all created by gods with holy fire. Therefore, their essence is spiritual bodies, and they can choose which material form to show to others according to needs or preferences.

Sariel's height and hairstyle remained the same, but his facial features softened a bit so that other angels would not be able to recognize him.

The lines on the body are a little fuller, but not much. Her profession is more of a mage, and she is more slender than Raguel, an archer.

"Long time no see, my Sariel."

Raguel was happy. He took out various jewelry that he liked but did not suit his style and put them on Sariel one by one.

It was the same when I was a child. In the game of house, no matter what role Raguel played, Sariel would always be the "doll" in her hands.

She herself likes a dark style with purple as the main component and black as the supplement. For Sariel, she feels that the gorgeous style of silver and light purple is more contrasting and particularly suitable.

——Anyway, purple is the best!

Sariel covered her face in shame, fearing that if other archangels saw this side of her, how would they threaten the stupid angels in the future?

After waiting in agony for Raguel to finish picking out one hundred and ninety-nine items, he immediately threw all the accessories into the shopping basket.

Raguel looked at her with some regret, "Oh, my beautiful Moon Angel is always so shy."

Hearing footsteps nearby, Sariel immediately changed back to his original image of a gloomy and unpleasant otaku mage.

As he straightened his collar, he listened to the conversation belonging to Gabriel and Raphael getting farther and farther away, seeming to go to other areas.

Then he lowered his voice seriously and said: "Lucifer will soon reach the back of the plane. She will contact us at any time."

Raguel has switched to wearable manicure and is admiring the three-dimensional purple roses on his nails. "She will understand if the plan changes."

"Yeah, the plan has changed..." Sariel also laughed softly.

Ten minutes later, Gabriel and Raphael, who were wandering around, found Raguel who was still staying in the fashion area. Their reaction was even greater than Sariel's.

"Raguer, you look so... special!" Raphael said tactfully enough.

Facing the two gentlest and most harmless people among the seven angels, Raguel smiled lightly at them and asked, "Do I look good like this?"

Then, in front of the other person's frightened eyes, she took off her purple contact lenses.

Gabriel looked at her wings and then observed the true color of her eyes. He was relieved that Raguel had not really fallen into a demon.

From a modern perspective, Raguel will not look ugly no matter what he does. After all, his foundation is good enough, and there are many audiences for dark aesthetics.

However, this is paradise.

Both Gabriel and Raphael felt bad about it, but looking at Raguel's expectant eyes, they couldn't answer this question directly.

Raphael picked a golden headband in the shape of an olive branch from the shelf nearby and helped Raguel put it on with his own hands.

"I think gold matches your silver hair better." The black and purple horn headband, which symbolizes "alien", was hidden behind her back.

Gabriel was inspired and chose a very low-key bean paste color lip glaze, "Would this color be better?"

Since Raguel wore black and purple lipstick, which was difficult to wipe off at first glance, Gabriel took a small color test card from the lip gloss display case and placed it in front of Raguel's lips.

Raguel looked at himself in the mirror and was silent for a long time.

She really shouldn't have expectations for these two...

Sariel's dislike was just due to personal differences in aesthetics, but he never asked Raguel to change. He advised her to hide it just because she was afraid of being criticized.

Gabriel and Raphael, on the other hand, self-righteously tried to "correct" her. Isn't this a kind of [arrogance]?

No matter how tolerant the angels claim to be, in their eyes, white and gold must be good, and black and purple must be evil.

But, is it possible? Are these just pure colors?

There must be many angels like her who have the habit of being "different", but in order to avoid being out of place, they first doubt themselves, and then learn to forget themselves.

"You're right."

Raguel's smile was extremely gentle, as if he was trained from the same template as most other angels.

"I was just joking with you, haha!"

"Hahaha, Raguel, your joke was very successful." Gabriel stroked his chest, almost thinking that he was about to lose a powerful companion.

Raguel, who was familiar with most of the items in the area, took a free pack of makeup-removing wipes off the counter and introduced them to the two.

"Look, this thing can wipe the color off my mouth without hurting my skin."

She started to get into makeup.

The angels knew that some believers wore makeup, but they never thought that they would be exposed to these things, and they were completely different from those used by believers.

It is more convenient to use, the packaging is more exquisite, and the choices are dazzling.

While chatting, Raguel put the two hundred pieces of dark jewelry he had picked back into their original places, replacing them with various gold and silver jewelry.

This move of hers even received a compliment, "Your aesthetics are so beautiful."

Raguel's smile became even more eager, but his whole heart was extremely irritable.