Karnak, one of London's largest department stores, with a history and tradition spanning over 150 years.
The store's decor was retro and luxurious, with an overall Ancient Egyptian style. There were stone statues in the image of pharaohs, jewel-encrusted domes, and reliefs centered on the Eye of Horus. Customers bustled back and forth, each choosing items they liked. The place was exceptionally lively.
Rustle—
At that moment, the curtain ahead was gently drawn aside. A silver-haired young lady in a pale blue evening gown, her hair tied with a black ribbon, huddled in the corner with her exposed shoulders covered, looking too embarrassed to face anyone.
"Teacher, this is too... too revealing..."
"Not at all. It suits you quite well."
Samael looked Gray up and down, his admiration utterly undisguised. He remained unmoved by his young apprentice's timid protest.
What was so excessive about this? Her shoulders were exposed, that was all. By current fashion standards, anything short of showing the three critical points was basically nothing.
Yet the more people looked at her, the more firmly Gray objected, terrified of becoming the center of attention. She hurriedly grabbed another outfit, swiftly pulled the curtain shut, and ducked back into the fitting room to change again.
Soon, Gray emerged from inside wearing a black buttoned trench coat, a black bowler hat, and a red bow pinned to her chest. She held the hem of her clothes delicately.
"Mm, this one is nice too."
"Mmm..."
Although her body was wrapped up tightly, the girl's cheeks still flushed. She lowered her head and let out a timid whimper, then avoided Samael's gaze again and went to choose another outfit.
"This one, then..."
After several rounds of selection, Gray finally changed into a retro young lady's outfit: a conservative red dress paired with