The water mirror hangs in front of Ailins.
The woman in the mirror made her stunned.
The pointed ears and silver hair are still the same, but Magic Circuit flows finely under the skin, even smoother than before.
The silver mask covered the left side of her face, and the Tear Mark under her right eye transformed the loneliness and calculation deep in her heart into a strange sense of beauty.
Ailins raised his hand and touched the edge of the mask.
The fingertips touched the cold silver surface, but there was no foreign body sensation.
She moved her fingertips under her right eye, and Tear Mark lit up gently along with Magic Power.
"What is this?"
Krillin's eyes fell on her without any scruples, and he did not hide the admiration in his eyes.
"Mark."
Ailins looked at him.
"What mark?"
Krillin paused.
"Represents ultimate beauty."
Ailins was still looking at herself in the water mirror, and she turned half a circle.
The high slits of the black robe gently swayed with the movement, and the dark purple mesh covered the slender legs.
The curvature of the neckline is just right, and the deep ravine can't help but make people look at it more.
The waistline is extremely tight, and the golden light and dark colors Magic Power intersect when walking, perfectly blending holiness and coquettishness.
Vomi couldn't help but admire it.
"It's beautiful and retains your personality perfectly."
Ailins chuckled and walked towards Krillin.
She looked taller in her new form. When she stood in front of Krillin, her aura dimmed the golden light beside the stone platform for half a beat.
Krillin's eyes were straightened, and his breathing was even a little short.
Ailins keenly captured his reaction, and the uneasiness that had changed in his heart was completely dispelled by this straightforward gaze.
She raised her hand, hooked her silver hair with her fingertips, and slowly moved it from her shoulders to her back.
"You like this?"
Krillin kept nodding.
"Like it."
Ailins smiled in his eyes.
"How much do you like it?"
"If there is no one around, I can hold you and run around Kami's Lookout three times."
Ailins covered her lips and smiled.
She smiled softly, showing the joy of being completely relaxed.
She looked down at her right hand, Magic Power was flowing in her palm, and the color became more transparent.
"Magic Power has indeed become smoother."
Krillin sounded serious.
"I asked Shenron to refer to the image in my memory, but I didn't let it change your background."
Ailins raised his eyes and looked at him.
"Do you remember what I said that night?"
"Of course."
"I thought you only remembered the big ones."
Krillin choked on the tea he just drank.
Vomi pushed up his glasses and silently looked away.
Mr. Popo picked up the tea tray and took half a step back.
Krillin cleared his throat.
"That was a misunderstanding. I meant to be bolder."
Ailins deliberately lengthens the tail sound.
"Oh--"
Krillin immediately changed the topic.
"In short, you are still you now. Your soul has not changed, your Demon Realm talent has not changed, your pointed ears and silver hair have not changed. It's just that your appearance is more in line with..."
Piccolo answered the call.
"His personal interests."
Krillin glared over.
"Asshole! Piccolo, you don't need to speak at this time!"
Piccolo looked back calmly.
"I am supervising the use of Dragon Balls."
Ailins Disperse the water mirror.
She walked to the edge of the stone platform and looked down at the sea of clouds below.
The wind blew through her silver hair, and the mask reflected golden light.
"I thought it would be less weird if I became human."
"But I also like it the way it is now."
Ailins's mood is completely clear.
She raised her hand, and the dark purple magic power condensed into a tiny devil flower in her palm.
The petals fell on Krillin's shoulders, turning into light dust and dissipating.
"I'll keep it like this."
"Then don't torture me with the noises like that night."
Krillin touched his bald head awkwardly.
"I will improve the sound insulation."
Piccolo sighed.
"Can you please pay attention to the solemnity of Lookout?"
Krillin looked at him.
"Piccolo, you used to be Demon King, don't pretend to be more disciplined than Mr. Popo."
Mr. Popo answered the conversation while holding a tea tray.
"Mr. Popo has always followed the rules."
Krillin paused.
"Sorry, Mr. Popo."
Golden Shenron is coiled high, with a hint of fatigue in the dragon's eyes.
If this job was placed on the pre-upgrade Earth Shenron, it would have emitted black smoke long ago.
Krillin put away the joke and turned to look high in the sky.
"Can the third wish come true?"
Golden Shenron lowered his head.
"Yes, Master Krillin."
Piccolo is getting serious.
"Have you thought about your third wish?"
Vomi also put away his relaxed expression.
Ailins noticed the change in Krillin.
The suppressed high-dimensional True God aura was not released, but it made the wind on the Lookout become orderly in an instant.
Krillin turned around and looked towards the corner of Kami's Lookout.
There stood Mr. Popo.
A fat black figure, with a white headscarf and a red vest.
Since a long time ago, he has been standing there, watching the replacement of Kami from generation to generation, like a background that will never be pushed to the front by the main line.
But when Demon Realm came back from the Demon Realm, when Mr. Popo saw Piccolo, he subconsciously called out Salama's name.
That was definitely not the kind of confusion that ordinary servants should have.
It's more like a locked ancient memory, briefly revived through a thick seal.
Krillin stopped breathing and spoke in an unusually low tone.
"Shenron, are you ready for your third wish?"
Golden Shenron's dragon whiskers swing quietly in the clouds.
"Please say."
Mr. Popo raised his head.
His round eyes were still empty, but the edge of the tea tray had been slightly indented by his fingers.
Piccolo looked at Mr. Popo, his expression changed.
"Krillin, what are you going to do?"
Krillin did not answer Piccolo.
He raised his hand and pointed directly at Mr. Popo.
"The third wish."
"Please restore all of Mr. Popo's erased memories."