The Blond-Haired Blue-Eyed Well-Endowed Carnivores Yandere Creature Wrings Out Sins Like an Almighty Goddess, an Unreasonable Angel, and a Compassionate Holy Saint - 21

The large store ‘Don Don Hokekyo’ is a massive retail establishment where you can find almost anything you need.

Groceries, household items, electronics, furniture, clothing, books, toys, cosmetics, and even adult items among many other things. The store’s mascot is a deformed, wide-eyed nightingale named ‘Don Hoke-chan’ with a goofy, tongue-out expression. Despite its comical appearance, it’s quite popular and even has its own merchandise.

“Hoke-chan is so cute!”

Shirai, smiling, hugs a giant Don Hoke-chan plushie tightly—more like putting it in a sleeper hold. Despite its size, the plushie is no match for our goddess’s ample chest, and Don Hoke-chan is completely engulfed in her cleavage.

I can’t help but feel extremely jealous. That should be my place, and the urge to tear the plushie apart and scatter its stuffing is strong, but I resist. I also suddenly have a craving for yakitori tonight.

“Were you here just to buy that plushie?”

Despite everything, Shirai is still a high school girl, and it’s not surprising she likes cute things. Come to think of it, I realize I know very little about what Shirai likes or dislikes.

“No, that’s not the reason. I just happened to see it and couldn’t resist,” she replies.

“Do you like things like that?” I ask.

“Yes, I find them cute. Look at its sloppy, tongue-out face. It’s pitiful and reminds me so much of you last night, Kuroda-kun. It’s uncanny!”

Was my face really like that yesterday? It’s embarrassing to think about. I try to recall the hazy memories, but I have no idea what expression I had.

“I’ll get Hoke-chan later; for now, let’s focus on our other shopping,” she says.

So she’s buying it after all. A classic case of impulse buying.

Shirai placed the Don Hoke-chan plushie back on the shelf, gently patting its head as if soothing a child.

“I’ll come back for you later, so be a good boy and wait for me, Kuroda-kun.”

The real Kuroda-kun is right here, though.

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“Hmmm… which one is better?” Shirai muttered, deep in thought as she carefully examined the products lined up in front of her.

“For now, we’ll get this collar with the built-in listening device, and then we need to set up surveillance cameras and additional bugs at home. Real-time monitoring is a must, and while long battery life is good, I want to prioritize image quality. It should have a zoom function to capture details clearly…” She continued to murmur to herself, inspecting each item with meticulous care.

Her expression was one of utmost seriousness, allowing no room for compromise. The intensity of her focus conveyed a determination to select only the best. Her eyes were sharp, her serious demeanor only adding to her allure.

However, the issue lay in the fact that what she was so diligently choosing were surveillance devices and wiretaps.

“Kuroda-kun, do you prefer a white collar or a black collar?” she asked suddenly.

“Uh… the black one, I guess.”

“Got it. The white one it is!”

So, white is final then. Why did she even ask? A white collar will definitely stand out. Is there no option to just not buy it? I guess not.

“Oh, but writing my name in white on a black collar sounds good too. Hmmm, this makes it hard to dismiss the black one.”

Wait, what? She’s going to write her name on the collar? Her name? Is this some sort of ownership mark? Is that okay? Won’t people mistake it for some kind of fan merchandise? Won’t I look like a deranged fan wearing something like that?

“Maybe we should buy both and have you wear them together. Yes, that sounds best. Having a spare is always important!”

In the end, she bought both.

A day off.

A classmate, who also happened to be a goddess, going out with me.

Holding hands, seemingly enjoying a romantic shopping date (sort of).

Giggling and having fun while choosing things…

Surveillance devices and bugs.

I’ve never heard of anything like this.