The three of them walked around the market for a long time.
While Medea complained about the lack of good things, she bought a lot of new clothes, skirts and shoes, and threw them all to Ask to carry, while Hera hid nearby and laughed.
However, she soon stopped laughing because Medea wanted to take her to get a manicure.
"I can't." Sheila shook her head again and again, "I'm a spellcaster. The impurities on my nails will affect the stability of my spellcasting..."
"What does it matter? Isn't my sister also a spellcaster?" Medea said, "You should know that makeup is the most powerful magic for women."
She took off the mask on Sheila's face without saying a word, and then pulled her to the nail salon. Ask sat on the steps outside the store bored, with large and small bags of things at his feet.
The nail salons in Mingxing City serve rich girls or noble ladies, so the prices are naturally high. However, Medea is not short of money, so she started to pick them with great interest.
"How about this shell armor?" Medea asked, pointing to a picture.
"Too sweet." Sheila said hesitantly, "I'm afraid it's not suitable for me."
"You have a sweet look to begin with." The female clerk spoke to her, and her tone seemed to be very envious of Sheila's perfect appearance. "It will be more charming with this mermaid shell nail. If you are worried that it is too exaggerated, you can try to do it on one finger."
"Then let's go with this one." Medea decided domineeringly, "Let's see the effect after applying it."
"I..." Sheila didn't know whether to laugh or cry. In the past, it was her sister Zoe who was obsessed with makeup in the palace, and she herself never touched these chemical agents. She didn't expect that she would break the rules here today.
"Whose boyfriend is that gentleman outside? You can ask him to come over and take a look. Men's aesthetic taste tends to be more mainstream." The clerk saw the resistance on her face and struck while the iron was hot.
"That's our common boyfriend," said Medea.
Clerk:
She was stunned as if she was struck by lightning, and seemed to have heard something extraordinary...
Medea called Aske in and asked him:
"Would this look good on Sheila's nails?"
"Too sweet." Ask said, "It's hard to match clothes with this style, right?"
"Look!" Sheila cried out as if she had been pardoned.
"Go away, what do you know!" Medea impatiently drove him away, "It's okay, put this on, and I'll match you some clothes later."
Sheila burst into tears. Not to mention her nails, even her clothes had to be changed
Soon the two girls came out. Medea kicked Ask who was sitting on the steps and showed off her nails, which were decorated with violet stars.
"Not bad, it suits you very well." Ask commented.
"Not sincere." Medea pouted and pulled Hera over. The latter covered her face with one hand, and the five fingers of the other hand were all dyed girlish pink, except for the index finger, which was a shell nail with a pink base.
"Well, it's cute, but it always feels weird." Ask touched his chin.
"You don't understand at all." Medea said disdainfully.
Medea walked as fast as she could and visited more than a dozen stores, picking out a sweet autumn and winter cardigan, a plaid pleated skirt, and Roman-style braided boots for Sheila.