August 16, 1669. The sun blazed high overhead.
"With weather like this, it'd be perfect to go to the beach."
In the crowded entrance plaza of the amusement park, Ash tugged at his collar and sighed. "I feel like I'm about to Melt like ice cream."
"Pineapple-flavored ice cream?" Vesir chuckled softly. Today, she wore a one-piece dress and held up a lace-trimmed silver parasol, looking very much like summer.
The others were dressed in similarly cool outfits. Even in Blood Moon Country, where cosmetic surgery was universal, this cluster of pale arms and long legs was the most eye-catching scenery around, not to mention the life aura that came with the Demigod rank was an unimaginable charm in itself, dazzling as noon sunlight and pure as morning dew... Fortunately, there was Vishy's halo Miracle, "unnoticed." Even if every frown and smile of theirs was enough to make countless people's hearts race, passersby's attention would shift back to whatever they were doing in the very next second, completely forgetting their existence. At most, they would vaguely remember that some unfamiliar young girls had once stunned a moment of their lives.
The Phantom Prophet's most insidious Concealment Miracle, "unnoticed," had become the most comfortable protective umbrella for this trip.
"Why pineapple-flavored?" Freya was a little confused. "Though Ash really does like drinking pineapple juice..."
Siffrin had never heard this joke before, but her mind turned once and she understood. She pulled the Veela aside to explain. Over there, the Veela listened until realization dawned and licked her lips; over here, Diya tilted her head and smiled. "Then let's go to the beach in a few days! Ash, what kind of swimsuit do you like us wearing?"
"Can we rent out a beach?" Ash said solemnly. "No ulterior motives. I just don't