# 56
“I refuse.”
Deyarin answered quite sternly.
Sirius' lips curled up.
"…What?"
Is he now starting to complain too?
Dearyn burst into a light laugh of surprise.
“Anyway, this doesn't fit. Find something else.”
“Oh, the lady seems to have good taste. You may not find anything you like in this market.”
But this time the merchant started bothering them.
Before Dearyn could pull Sirius away or ignore the merchant, he began hawking another item.
“How about this?”
The merchant pointed to the cosmetics.
Dayaren had spent her entire life without touching such things.
In a temple where adornment of appearance is strictly prohibited, such products cannot even be looked at.
But the girls of noble families, although they should devote themselves to worshiping the ruler, place more importance on winning the admiration of visitors, so they often use light makeup in an unnoticeable way.
“This lipstick gives instant shine and freshness...! It encourages kisses with its shine...!”
"What is this?"
Sirius showed his interest, and the merchant's enthusiasm increased and he began to promote more.
"Oh, you don't seem to know much about women's cosmetics! This is a lip color."
"Lips? Color? Why?"
"When applied to the lips, it makes them redder and brighter, and makes them appear many times more beautiful. Girls who wanted to appear beautiful in the eyes of gentlemen used this."
Sirius stared at Dearyn's lips.
Her lips were bare without any cosmetics.
Since she has no makeup, she went out today with her natural face.
Dearyn's lips were a much more pale pink than rouge.
Sirius liked the current color too.
“It's beautiful now.”
“Oh, oh, oh!”
The merchant grabbed his waist and laughed hysterically. Deyarin wanted to faint.
“Although your lips are already beautiful, using this will make them more, more, more beautiful!”
"I want to see."
"… no." (Diyarin)
"I won't give it to you. It will be mine. I will put it on Dearyn's lips."
If that were the case, it wouldn't just be a metaphor. This person, does he really know nothing about the world?
He seemed to be pretending not to know anything, when in reality he was gently pushing her into an awkward situation.
Dearyn gritted her teeth and opened her eyes sharply.
“Would you like to buy this?”
"this?"
“…”
I gave up. There was no excuse to refuse him anymore.
“Okay, buy, buy...do whatever you want...”
Deyarin, exhausted with all her energy, gave up and put her shoulders down.
“Then try the colors, mister!”
"colors?"
“Yes, the colors are varied! This is the base color, a dead rose, this is a bright cherry color, and this is an attractive brick color...”
“Hmm……”
Sirius was overwhelmed by an unexpected lecture on colours. He usually showed frightening concentration when delving into any topic, but he had not expected to see him like this at a moment like this.
“Does this mean this will give more shine when applied?”
“Yes, yes! It has a sparkling effect like crystal glass! Do you want to choose this?”
“These colors……”
Sirius had a hard time making the decision. The colors he liked were matte, while the shiny colors he didn't like. Sirius began to think seriously as if he was making a fateful decision.
“Why do you think so much? You can buy both!”
“Really?”
“Sure! Since you're going to buy, instead of buying something that looks sketchy, it's better to buy what you exactly like so you don't feel like you wasted money.”
Apparently, Sirius strongly agreed with the merchant's words.
So, he'll get carried away easily, huh. I have to teach him how to avoid being naive.
I left the matter to him to deal with on his own, but eventually I intervened again. I couldn't stay still when he was about to be a victim.
“Wait a minute. Buying unnecessary things is a waste of money. Also, make sure you have enough money to buy that.”
“?”
When he bought the scarf, Sirius didn't ask the price. He paid all the money he was carrying directly, and the merchant accepted this as full payment.
Fortunately, the price of the scarf was less than the money offered by Deyarin. But the money he made from dancing was not much.
It would definitely not be enough to buy two colors of lipstick.
"Every product has a different price. If you don't have enough money, you won't be able to buy."
“…oh.”
Sirius raised his head in surprise at this new fact. But he wasn't ready to give up easily.
Sirius placed the money in his hand in front of the merchant.
“Can't I buy?”
“Let's see...”
The merchant looked confused at this point. Sirius seemed to be a nobleman, so he expected to have enough money to buy freely, but he seemed to have a limited budget.
The money offered by Sirius was, as Dearyn had predicted, entirely insufficient.
“For this amount...”
“Can't buy?”
Sirius stared at the merchant intently.
Words seemed to flow from Sirius's eyes, as if the phrases of an entire dictionary were falling from them. His gaze was filled with one sentence: “Can’t I buy?”
Sweat was pouring down the merchant's back. He should have said that Sirius couldn't buy… He should have said it… But Sirius's gaze spoke an indirect threat: "If I can't buy, I will kill you. If I can't buy, I will be very sad, I will be disappointed, the whole day might be ruined…"
The looks seemed to make a sound even though no sound was heard. Moreover, the owner of these looks was such a handsome noble that he felt like good luck just to encounter him.
Under these circumstances, the merchant suddenly decided, “Okay, I will lose if necessary! Take it!”
“?!”
Dearyn took a step back, stunned. It was hard to believe how kind the world had suddenly become.
'Why was the world so kind suddenly?!'
Deyarin asked, surprised by this sudden transformation.
'If the world was going to explode with such kindness, why wasn't it like this from the beginning?! Why wasn't it like this before the situation became like this?'
Perhaps this was a reward for her hard work and patience. Diarin raised her head to the sky in amazement.
...Does the ruler really exist?
She had always believed in divine power but the existence of the ruler himself had always been in doubt. But today, I suddenly felt the presence of the ruler.
“Dyaren.”
Sirius said looking happy and cheerful.
Sirius was holding the two colors as he stared at Dearen, as if he was showing off a bit.
“Okay, I'll put it on for you.”
She wasn't in a place where the high priest would be watching, and because we weren't dressed as priests, it didn't seem like a big deal to her that I was wearing lipstick. Diaren thought about it simple and easy.
“Give it to me.”
But Ceres did not hand over the two colors to Darren.
"no."
Deyarin was surprised by his refusal, and it made her eyes twinkle.
'Yes? Wasn't this...?'
Didn't expect anything like this.
'You want to put it on me?'
Did he suddenly change his mind and decide to give it as a gift to someone at home?
What about all the bragging he's done so far?
She felt ashamed, and her eyes closed in embarrassment.
Sirius's refusal was unfamiliar to her.
But Diaren knew how to hide her feelings skillfully.
“Well, then, it can't be helped. Let's go, quick.”
“No, this is for Darren’s lipstick.”
“What now?”
“Lips.”
Just as it seemed like a big sound was about to emerge, Sirius' fingers touched Dearyn's lips.
“……?”
The mouth opened automatically.
The ends were stained with lipstick.
Sirius gently began to apply color to Dearyn's lips, as if slowly and carefully feeling each wrinkle.
As if he were a child touching everything with his hands to discover the world, step by step.
As if he were touching the most precious thing in the world, Sirius did so with extreme gentleness and care.
Even though he was in the middle of the road where people were passing, with the gazes of passers-by creeping in on them from all sides, Dayaren could not move.
The precise touch that was about to drop Deyarin into Sirius' world caused her to freeze in place, as if any movement might ruin everything.
Even Sirius' breathing avoided coming into his hand, as he breathed completely silently.
Sirius was focused solely on Dearyn's lips, with even more passionate concentration than when he was choosing colours.
Her lips were warm.
She felt as if her throat was burning, and the dryness of her saliva made her thirsty.
She wanted to wet her lips with her saliva, but she couldn't do it.
Sirius pressed his fingers harder against her lips, causing her lips to open slightly and reveal her white teeth.
Even this detail did not escape Sirius' eye, as he watched her lips very carefully, as if he was burning them with his gaze.
After carefully applying red lipstick, he added a touch of shine as if he were applying dew.
The seller even explained to him how to place it precisely.
Since he learns something, he absorbs it immediately and masters it easily, which applies to applying lipstick as well.
He applied the red lipstick precisely and strongly, while he applied the gloss with light touches, as if he was touching something soft.
Hema: The shine is this gloss 😹
His fingertips gently touching the lips were more difficult to bear than the stronger pressure.
“Ah…”
Her throat felt itchy and parched.
Her eyes followed the gazes Sirius directed at her, although sometimes they were a little askew.
And at that moment, Sirius raised his gleaming gaze.
When their eyes met, Deyarin felt herself involuntarily gasping for air.
Sirius was leaning towards Dearyn, focusing intently on her lips, and with that, he was in an almost kissing position.
"……Yes."
At that moment, Deyarin realized exactly what this situation meant.
Sirius's gaze even reflected the trembling of her eyes, making her emotions collide even more.
It was as if she was trapped, and she couldn't even look away.
At that moment, Sirius opened his mouth and said,
“……beautiful.”
Maybe there was a little smile.
He seemed to smile very faintly, like a fleeting shadow.
The instantaneous outburst of a smile was barely visible, but it left Dearyn transfixed by its flashing memory.
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