The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

The clothing store displayed fashionable clothes, the breakfast shop exuded an enticing aroma, the bookstore was filled with all kinds of books, the flower shop was blooming with gorgeous flowers, the dessert shop displayed exquisite and delicious snacks, and the watch shop had exquisite clocks ticking...all of this made Joan of Arc feel extremely novel and excited.

She strolled along the commercial street, surrounded by the lively atmosphere and in a particularly happy mood.

Even if you don't buy anything, it's a great pleasure to be able to walk around here.

"However, there is still more than a year before the Holy Grail War begins, so it may not be a problem for me to enjoy myself here for a while..."

"The church has given me so much money anyway, wouldn't it be a waste if I don't spend it?"

Suddenly, the smile on Joan of Arc's face froze, and then she shook her head vigorously.

"What a depraved thought... How could I even think that?"

"Let's go shopping first... It's okay if we just take a look..."

This contradictory mentality made the girl feel very confused.

On the one hand, she tried to convince herself not to fall into such a dangerous idea, but on the other hand, she was uncontrollably driven by curiosity, and her heart was filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

As she spoke, Jeanne walked into the commercial street with a strange feeling.

It's a slightly itchy feeling, mixed with happiness and shame.

She first walked into a fashionable clothing store. The dazzling array of clothes in the store dazzled her eyes, and the girl's originally hesitant mood instantly became excited.

"Well, let's buy clothes first... and then go shopping..."

"I remember the mall seemed to offer a try-on service... Well, let's try it first..."

The girl murmured softly, her blushing face looked so adorable, as if she had forgotten the things that were bothering her just now, and was completely immersed in the joy of shopping.

But it is also true that although Joan of Arc is praised as a hero, she is essentially just an ordinary girl.

I guess when she was a country girl in the village, she probably didn't have much chance to experience the feeling of being able to choose clothes, try them on and buy them as she pleased.

After all, her living environment at that time was relatively closed, and she probably spent more time on labor and housework. She didn't pay much attention to or understand much about fashion and dressing.

And now, she has come to this bustling city, surrounded by various fashion elements and consumption places, which is undoubtedly a brand new experience for her.

Maybe she will be a little overwhelmed and don’t know how to choose clothes that suit her, or maybe she will feel excited and curious and can’t wait to try out different styles of outfits.

But no matter what, the guilt in my heart cannot be offset.

Jeanne walked around for a long time before she walked out of the clothing store. It was obvious that she was very hesitant, otherwise she wouldn't have spent more than half an hour in an ordinary women's clothing store.

Judging from her satisfied look, it seems that she had a good time dressing up today.

Soon, Joan of Arc took another step and headed for the next women's clothing store.

Two hours later, Joan of Arc finally changed into simple modern clothes and successfully blended into the surrounding environment.

Seeing that the number of passers-by casting their gazes in this direction had decreased significantly, Joan of Arc breathed a sigh of relief, and the tension on her face began to fade away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"As for clothes, two sets should be enough..."

"No matter what, I'll be in spirit form for a longer period of time..."

The girl murmured as she walked.

As if resisting temptation, she pressed her head down, forcing herself not to look at the dazzling array of things around her.

But as we were walking, a large crowd suddenly gathered in front of us.

Huh? What's going on? There shouldn't be so many people here when I first came here this morning?

Joan of Arc was slightly stunned, then she looked up and found that it was a beautifully decorated dessert shop.

She searched her memory and confirmed the items sold in this type of store.

Cake, ice cream, coffee, milk tea...

In an instant, a large number of images emerged in her mind, causing Joan of Arc, the French country girl, to fall into silence.

It would be fine if she knew nothing, but now that the Holy Grail has bestowed modern knowledge, how can you ask her to ignore it?

Just by imagining it, Jeanne could feel her mouth starting to drool.

Although she has no actual need to eat as a heroic spirit, as a human being, she can't help but be tempted when she sees delicious food.

Besides, there should be no woman who can resist the temptation of desserts, right?

"Do you want to visit this store? It's okay if you just visit it for a while..."

"I remember that in that era, cakes and snacks were only enjoyed by the nobility..."

The scales were tipping over little by little, and our Lady Saint began to justify her next actions.

Jeanne, who was originally from a farming family, was a glutton who was no less greedy than the crude soldiers whose minds were filled with only food.

Although the girl's life experience was excellent, she died before she could fully enjoy her life.

The only things worth recalling are probably the dry bread, ordinary vegetable soup, and the simple dishes my mother made when I was a child.

After going to the battlefield, she no longer had the mood or time to enjoy delicious food. Every day she was either fighting on the battlefield or on the way to the battlefield.

Thinking of this, Joan of Arc swallowed, raised her trembling hands, then clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and prayed silently in her heart.

“Ahh… God…”

......

The slightly old wooden door of the shop was slowly pushed open with a slight creaking sound. At the same time, the small bell hanging on the door frame began to swing happily, making a series of clear and pleasant jingles.

"Hi! Hi! Welcome!"

"What do you need?!"

The enthusiastic voice of the store clerk entered her ears like a nightingale singing in a valley, making Jeanne feel a little dazed. When she came to her senses, she realized that she had walked into the store without realizing it.

Have I been tempted by the devil?

This thought suddenly popped up in the girl's mind, and she immediately looked around the store's decorations with her beautiful purple eyes.

The decoration style of the store is simple and warm, with many green plants as embellishments.

There are cute table lamps and wooden clocks hanging on the wall.

A row of transparent display windows came into view, and through them, Joan of Arc could see all sorts of exquisite cakes displayed inside.

These cakes are like works of art, each exuding an enticing aroma and unique charm.

Some of them are decorated into cute animal shapes, some are painted with colorful icing to create exquisite patterns, some are covered with a layer of fresh fruit, and some are inlaid with sparkling chocolate chips…

Just by seeing this scene, Joan of Arc was successfully captured.

"That...customer?" Joan of Arc was startled when she heard the shop assistant's puzzled voice, then she responded in panic after realizing it belatedly.

"Yes!!"

Seeing Jeanne's adorable appearance, the female clerk working in the store couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Joan of Arc also reacted at this time. Her fair little face instantly turned red, like a ripe apple, and looked very cute.

At this time, the clerk in the hat smiled and asked again: "So? What do you need, sir?"

As he spoke, the waiter handed the menu to Jeanne for the girl's reference.

Joan of Arc looked at it carefully and actually began to think seriously.

The idea of ​​"just taking a look and leaving" has been thrown to the sky by the fallen girl.

However, looking at the dazzling array of goods, Joan of Arc fell into a sweet distress again.

Seeing how cute Jeanne looked in deep thought, the waitress did not rush her. Instead, she smiled and waited quietly, while signaling for the next customer to place an order.

To be honest, Joan of Arc, who has tied her long golden hair into a beautiful pigtail, has become a beautiful landscape in the store. She can bring excellent publicity effect to their store and successfully attract a large number of customers.

After all, her foreign identity alone is already very attractive.

After a while, three guests took their seats one after another, and Joan of Arc had made her choice in her mind.

"I want this, this, and this..."

The clerk looked down and muttered, "Strawberry biscuits, coffee, cream cake, and a full sundae... OK, I understand. Please take a seat, sir! Oh, and please take your number plate!"

"Um..."

Hearing the clerk say this, Jeanne nodded, then turned around and looked around the store, looking for a suitable spot.

At this moment, it is around nine or ten in the morning, which is the time when the customer flow is the highest in the day. Many customers will choose to come to the dessert shop to enjoy a sweet breakfast or afternoon tea after shopping.

The store was crowded and bustling.

Some are happy families sitting together and sharing their happiness; some are couples in love whispering to each other; and others are groups of good friends gathering together to chat, with laughter and joy rising one after another.

Looking at the scene inside the store, Jeanne smiled slightly, feeling as if she had been healed.

Soon, Joan of Arc found a suitable location.

That location is located in the corner of the store and is relatively quiet, allowing people to calm down and enjoy the food and think about problems.

Moreover, the warm sunlight coming through the window was soft and bright, making the wooden tables and chairs look warm, as if one could be illuminated by holy light just by sitting there.

Jeanne took a step forward, quickly took a seat before anyone else took it, and then sat there and waited obediently.

......

At the same time, at the other end of the street, Tatsumi and Sakura also ended their pleasant shopping trip.

The two walked hand in hand on the bustling commercial street. Tatsumi's handsome face was like a magnet, easily attracting the attention of passers-by around them.

If he were alone, Tatsumi could use his own abilities or the "Transparent World" to adjust his own aura to a minimum, thus avoiding attracting the attention of others.

However, Sakura is with him at the moment, so even if he uses these methods, his existence will still be observed by others unless he becomes completely invisible.

The two of them walked slowly and leisurely.

Suddenly, a dessert shop came into view. Tatsumi lowered his head slightly and saw Sakura's longing eyes at a glance.

"Would you like some dessert, Sakura?"

The seemingly plain inquiry was full of tenderness.

When Sakura heard this, her gem-like eyes sparkled for a moment, then she quickly raised her head with a longing look.

"Is it okay? Onii-chan!" Sakura blinked.

At this time, Tatsumi, who was touched by the cuteness of the little girl, smiled gently and nodded in response.

"Of course... Let's go!"

"Yeah!" Sakura smiled happily and nodded vigorously.

The two came into the store and placed their orders under the astonished gaze of the waitress.

"Here is your number plate. Please take your seat and wait!"

Hearing what the shop assistant said, Tatsumi nodded, took the number tag, and then took Sakura by the hand to find a seat in the store.

Tatsumi was looking out into the store, while Jeanne, who was in the corner, was secretly observing the white figure that didn't fit in with ordinary people.

Because she was sitting next to the window, she had been observing the scenery outside.

Looking out the window at the ever-changing sky will never make you feel bored.

In her ears, echoing was the conversation between others.

Although eavesdropping on other people's conversations is a bit rude, as a heroic spirit, Jeanne's hearing ability has been greatly improved.

To avoid hearing other people's private conversations, she had to cover her ears tightly with both hands.

However, doing so will obviously draw the attention of others and appear too abrupt and conspicuous.

In this case, she might as well organize the existing information again and accumulate as much "success" as possible for future work.

However, just as the girl was thinking this, a figure passing by outside attracted Jeanne's attention.

With white hair and blue eyes, such a conspicuous figure naturally could not escape Joan of Arc's eyes when most people around her had black hair.

Under Joan of Arc's gaze, the other party walked past outside with a cute little girl, then came to the store door and walked straight into the store.

After completing the order at the front desk, the other party also looked for a seat like her and sat down not far from her.

Joan of Arc thought her observation was covert enough, but for a moment, the eyes of both parties intertwined in the air.

What kind of feeling is that?

The turbulent heart gradually calmed down, and the messy thoughts seemed to be gently stroked by an invisible hand, gradually becoming clear and orderly.

In addition, Joan of Arc felt as if her soul was almost sucked away.