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"Hey, you… you were right. These are a little tight. Not uncomfortable, but just enough to get by in." Mittelt muttered out as she took a seat at the table and began to eat. The small piece of fish that touched her tongue was the only piece to be seen as the rest was quickly devoured in mind boggling speeds for most. Yet, this didn't surprise Emilya as she had seen this occur on one-of-two occasions: one, when people first taste her cooking, and the second, would be from watching Fuji-nee, Saber, and Koneko eat her cooking.
"Are you done already? That was rather quick don't you think?" Emilya asked with a slight teasing tone as the blonde only looked at her in confusion before looking down at her empty tray, plate, and bowl in surprise.
"W-wait, where… where did it all go? The last thing I recall was that heavenly taste and now it's gone."
Emilya began to scratch her head with an embarrassed look to match her next words. "Hehehe, sorry, Mittelt-san, but that's what usually happens when people eat my cooking. I'm not sure why though, all I'm doing is either following the recipe or doing common things like everyone else."
Mittelt just couldn't help but be skeptical of the girl in front of her. How could this girl, a human no less, be better than some of the top chefs in the Grigori who have literally had centuries to hone their craft. Then here's this human girl saying that she just follows the recipe and can possibly beat them all by a long shot! 'Damn this girl! She's making me question my sexuality! She's cute, strong, can cook, and may Father forbid if she can do other house chores then I say screw my preferences! This! Girl! Is! Mine!'
Emilya was unnerved by the hungry look Mittelt's gaze gained a short while after finishing her food. "So, uhh, Mittelt-san." The blonde Fallen was snapped out of whatever thoughts she was having to look at the girl. "Do you want to head over to the church and grab your clothes? Or would you like to go… shopping… and get some new ones?" Emilya shuddered at the word as she could clearly recall the times when Kalawarner had taken her to go shopping… Those were dark and embarrassing days for the Wrought Iron Magus. She felt pieces of her dignity die on those days after the amount of cosplay she was practically forced into and from all the pictures taken by a number of people as well.
Mittelt could only look at the girl with a head tilt in confusion as to why she would hesitate to go clothes shopping. If she could remember correctly girls liked to go shopping for clothes. Something must have happened to make her unwilling to do the task, but Mittelt didn't want to wear the same styled dress over and over again. She may like to wear gothic Lolita but it wasn't something she wore every single day.
The blonde could only give her hostess a small regretful smile as Emilya only nodded in acceptance. "I'm sorry Emi-chan, but I really do need some other clothing choices other than my dresses. And I can't really go back to the Grigori since…" Though the thought was unfinished the statement being made was incredibly clear… they'd kill her.
"Okay, I… guess that we can head back to the church first so you can put on some clothes that properly fit you." Emilya slowly stood up from the floor followed by Mittelt who straightened out her skirt.
"Thank you again, Emi-chan. Although… not to be rude or anything, but can we hurry so I can get out of your clothes? They aren't necessarily tight, but they are rather short because of our height difference."
Emilya couldn't help but feel insulted at the unthought jab at her height. 'Wh-what the hell, there… there isn't even that big of a difference between our heights! So why… why did I feel insulted when she brought it up!? Am I still not used to being so damn short!?' The Magus' thoughts were left unanswered as she followed Mittelt who was already at the door with her shoes on. 'I just hope the rest of today isn't as bad as this morning.'
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Inside of the secret room underneath the abandoned church stood the two Devil heiresses. Rias finished up her explanation to Sona of what she and her peerage had arrived to. With the bloody gore and only intact body still left on the ground key in showing that she wasn't lying.
"And you're sure that it was Einzbern-san that did all of… this?" The Sitri Devil asked as she motioned to the dried blood covering the ground.
"I'm positive, Sona. She was the only one in here besides the last Fallen cooped up in here and the excommunicated nun. And I highly doubt either of the two could have done all of this."
"Ugh…" Sona just let a disgruntled sigh escape as she looked at her best friend. "And you had me see this… why?"
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