First, apply a base coat on the nails, and once it’s dry, apply a mint blue nail polish. Imdiately place the magnet board to the right side of the nail, then move it away after a few seconds. When dry, the particles from the magnet board will scatter like stars. Apply more polish and repeat the magnet board technique, then apply a top coat. Place the magnet board again for one or two minutes, and your nails will display a Star River-like effect.
But wait, there’s more! The manicurist applies nail polish on the snowflake stencil board, scrapes it clean, and rolls a stamp over it. Then she stamps it onto the dry nail and applies a top coat, completing the subtle snowflake starry Star River print nails!
Ash, who has been waiting for a while, stands up impatiently: "Is it finally done?!"
"Don’t rush."
Vishi extends both index fingers to enjoy the magical color unfolding on her nails and says leisurely, "Besides my nails, I have toenails too. Recently, I just wanted to wear sandals, and this laser silver toenail polish is said to be very brightening."
"Yes, ma’am," the manicurist smiles. "In addition to laser silver, the manager has recently developed a dazzling diamond blue polish that reflects a shimring hue under natural starlight, and many people love it."
Ash sits back down, exhausted, "Really?"
"Of course not." Vishi sticks her tongue out at him. "I knew you had no patience."
The manicurist laughs, "You two have such a good relationship."
They both make a gagging face while Ash waves it off: "You misunderstood. We aren’t whatever you imagined."
"Oh? Are you siblings then?" the manicurist asked. "It’s rare for a brother or sister to be willing to wait in the shop. This gentleman even returns quickly from the restroom, showing how worried he is about you."
"He’s just afraid I’ll run away," Vishi said irritably, "If I ran off, he’d have to use chains to drag back!"
The manicurist laughs heartily, "This is the first ti I’ve heard soone use chains to describe a close relationship."
However, Ash and Vishi didn’t laugh, only showing mutual disdain. The manicurist’s smile becos awkward: "You were joking, right?"
After paying, they return to the dazzlingly lit pedestrian street, Ash with his hands in his pockets: "Where to next?"
"Wher~e should we~ go~?"
Vishi strides forward, then suddenly turns, tilting her head: "I know, let’s go to the aquarium! There’s one nearby!"
"Wouldn’t going to an aquarium bore a demigod like you who’s been around for thousands of years? Or are you hoping to find new species you haven’t tried before?"
"As long as you’re bored, I won’t be," said Vishi, spreading her hands. "My only entertainnt during vacation is watching you suffer. Let’s go, my dear Master, or are you going to abandon , or prematurely end my holiday?"
Ash snorts: "You’re just wasting your own vacation anyway. If you don’t care, why would I?"
"Is that so? After the aquarium, I want to go to the mall to try on clothes."
"Didn’t you go once this morning? And you didn’t buy a single piece; the store clerk looked at strangely!"
"That’s why we’re going to another mall later. There are more clothing stores there, and I assure you, we can stay until the mall closes, completely skipping dinner ti."
"You..."
With Vishi wearing a face that taunts, ’Co on, you heartless slave owner, go ahead and strip of my holiday,’ Ash forcibly suppresses his anger: "Whatever you want!"
He regrets why he casually promised such a privilege a month ago.
On the day he stripped Vishi of her Seventh Void Wing, Vishi was extrely emotionally unstable, crying until her eyes were swollen. Although it’s unclear whether a demigod could be affected by the mortal body’s physiological cycle, for compensation (Ash already feels like he was brainless recalling this), he generously announced giving Vishi one day of maid leave each month, allowing her to freely adjust her status.
Last month’s maid leave, Vishi spent the whole day lying in the villa, requiring only a little care from Rose, causing no commotion, so Ash didn’t realize what he’d done.
But this month’s maid leave, Vishi requested to go outside, and Ash suddenly discovered a huge loophole—
He absolutely couldn’t let Vishi act on her own!
Even though Vishi had to return to Ash every 12 hours to clock in, just letting this demon roam outside for 12 hours was enough to send Ash’s anxiety level skyrocketing.
As for sending soone else to monitor, it’s not feasible. Igula is good in water but easily drowned, Harvey is too muddled and easily twisted, Rose is a re mortal, Filly is basically an offering to the devil, after much thought, Ash can only follow in person.
As a result, Vishi called Ash at six this morning to get him up and open the door for her—Vishi’s door can only be opened by Ash—and then drive to the city center to drink coffee, take out a cara to shoot street scenes, and until then Ash hadn’t realized Vishi’s malicious intent, until the mall opened, the Demon Maid showed her fangs.
As soon as Ash had any complaints, Vishi would instantly jump in front of him with an annoying expression, as if forcing Ash to retract his promise to deprive her of her holiday was her huge victory in resisting Ash, proving that Ash too was no saint.
But the problem is, from Blood Moon to Dazzling Star, Ash had never tried to take the good guy card.
He’s neither so righteous gentleman nor a prominent figure, just a re Legendary Mage, so why not treat promises like farts?
Besides, with soone as evil as Vishi, there’s no need for righteousness or morality. Even if he breaks his promise to her, Ash can still stand on the moral high ground and relieve himself!
However, everything always has a however.
Ash believes this is likely part of the Ghost Prophet’s sche, and when he chooses to withdraw his promise, it amounts to a certain degree of succumbing to the Ghost Prophet. Perhaps Vishi might exploit this ntal loophole to further contaminate Ash.
More importantly, today Vishi is simply infuriating, her malicious intent to give up entertainnt and disgust Ash is in stark contrast to the fawning she has shown Ash over the previous 29 days, further making Ash realize he’s keeping company with a viper.
It’s hard to describe Ash’s obsession with fulfilling this promise—with good trying to prove to bad that the world isn’t full of trash like them, but rather it’s the second to last proving to the last that even beating you by one point is a major victory.
Even if it’s just to keep from admitting defeat to Vishi, Ash is willing to endure the day.
Decided, as long as he endures until midnight, he’ll have the Ghost Prophet wash his feet!
Ash glared angrily at the maid swaggering ahead, although he knows such humiliation won’t disgust Vishi, it will at least improve his mood... and relieve the fatigue in his calves.
Passing a dessert shop, Vishi bought two ice creams and voluntarily handed one to Ash. After Ash took a few licks, she suddenly said, "Actually, I just licked yours."
"... No way, my ice cream is perfectly shaped, there’s no trace of being licked."
Vishi stuck out her long tongue and licked around the edge of the ice cream she hadn’t touched, her tongue tip turned slightly white, the ice cream beca slightly smaller, showing no trace of being licked.
Ash’s mouth twitched, his eyes bulged. Vishi took a big bite of her ice cream and blew a milk-flavored chill into Ash’s face, "Don’t waste it—anyway, you’ve already eaten the part I licked."
"There’s a saying in my hotown: ’Don’t offend the person handing you food,’ did you learn that, Master?"
"Have you forgotten your holiday only lasts until midnight?"
"No need for midnight, you can spit in my mouth right now, ah—ah—" Vishi arrogantly opened her mouth wide, Ash directly shoved the remaining ice cream into it, Vishi didn’t mind, munching while saying, "Master, you are so kind, you purposely only ate the part I licked, this maid is truly flattered."
Ash had to admit that his ranking is indeed thousands of years behind Vishi’s, so he directly changed the topic: "Since we’re buying clothes, why not buy so for Igula and the others. I wanted to buy clothes for them before, but Igula said he couldn’t trust my taste, honestly, as if I’m Harvey..."
Vishi asked, "What style of clothing do you think suits Igula?"
"That kind."
Following Ash’s finger, Vishi saw a street perforr playing music in the distance, wearing a set of nightclub-style glittering clothes, as if ready to strip down and dance around a pole.
"...Are you trying to prank Igula?"
"No way, don’t you think it suits him?" Ash said, "As a blond iwa with this outfit, he would surely beco the most dazzling star in the venue!"
"Hmm, maybe Igula and Harvey hide your brilliance, but actually, Master, you are also a deeply concealed freak," Vishi said sarcastically, "Alright, I’ll help them pick so clothes later."
"And you have the nerve to talk about ? A Demigod like you with a fondness for nail art, isn’t it a joke in the Divine Domain?"
"You’re quite mistaken, we Eternal Dusk Elves have a technique where techniques can be inscribed onto nails, later evolving into nail art culture for aesthetics, so my preference is hardly a joke, but rather proves my existence over a long period," Vishi said leisurely, "In the Divine Domain, if you see Elf nail art or Dwarf rings, be on guard."
"Dwarf rings?" Ash asked, "Is there such a race as Dwarves?"
"There used to be, but now..." Vishi said indifferently, "Since you haven’t heard of them, it ans they’ve vanished too."
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