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Yuuri arrived at Earth, this time only with Murata and Wolfram. Conrad agreed on staying behind, giving him an understandable and warning look at the same time.
The current Maou had a school vacation and decided to spend it with his fiancé. Most of the leisure activities known to Yuuri were alien to Wolfram and combined with the blonde's still little knowledge of Earth in general, and this meant that everything would now be new to him. Therefore, Yuuri will gladly take on the role of a guide. He hoped that the boy would relax during this time and thus be more approachable.
He spent a lot of time planning how they would spend that time. At first, he wanted to do as many things as possible, but then he decided that it would be too intense. He decided then on a plan in which there was a lot of time to do nothing and chill out. After all, this was the main purpose of the holiday.
The first thing on the list was to take Wolfram shopping and buy him the right clothes. Of course, his mother had already taken on this task as soon as she heard that the blonde would visit them. She was far too excited about it, talking about how it's no way Wolfram would just borrow Yuuri's clothes because they're too dull and it's just a waste of his charm.
Yuuri did not trust her in this matter. He was too afraid that all the clothes she bought would turn out to be cute dresses with a lot of bows and frills. In addition, in connection with the planned trip to the beach, the shopping list also included a swimsuit. He couldn't even imagine how Wolfram would react to seeing a costume bought by his mother. Much less did he want to imagine how HE would react to it. His imagination was already escaping to the wilderness, and he hadn't even had time to see anything yet.
Of course, he had already seen Wolfram naked more times than he could count, but that was in a completely different situation. The atmosphere in these matters is the most important.
When they arrived, it was still early morning. Shori and his father had already left the house, but his mother was still in the kitchen preparing breakfast. She was probably expecting them.
"Good morning, mom," Yuuri said as he entered the room.
"Good morning, Yuu-chan. Ken-chan, Wolf-chan, it's good to see you!" She was in a great mood, as always. She sat them down at the table and served them breakfast. "Wolf-chan, I bought you new clothes, so you can go upstairs and get changed after you eat." She started acting before Yuuri ever had time to react. But it was ok; they could look through the stuff she bought before going shopping.
"Thank you. But there was no need to." Wolfram was as nice and polite to his mother as always. It wasn't wrong, but Yuuri would like him to be like this to him too. At last, from time to time.
"Oh, don't say that. There was definitely a need. There were so many cute clothes in the stores that I couldn't decide what to buy, so I just bought them all. It will be great if you try them on today. I'm sure they all will be looking great." She continued her monologue about the clothing. Wolfram was still smiling, but his face was becoming paler and paler.
"Actually, we already had plans, so we will be going right after we change. We had so many things to do, and I don't think we will have time for this." Yuuri jumped in to save his fiance from the fate of turning into a dress-up doll for his mother.
She protested a little but soon gave up and went back to the kitchen. Yuuri and Wolfram both exhaled with relief. Murata was just sitting unbothered the whole time and focusing on his meal. Yuuri ignored him too. He already told him that he didn't want him to spend this time with them. Mostly because he doesn't want to deal with his comments during his supposed relax time.
So, after they finished their meal, Yuuri took Wolfram upstairs before his other friend had time to say anything.
They entered Yuuri's room just to find the place swarmed by clothes. Most of them were in pastel colors, with a lot of frills, just as Yuuri feared. He wasn't sure what they were going to do with all those clothes. Maybe they will give it to somebody.
"What are you doing?" Yuuri asked as he saw Wolfram looking through the clothes.
"What do you mean, what I'm doing? We need to change, right?" He said without looking at him. The fact that these definitely were girls' clothes did not bother him at all. He was sleeping every day in that pink, frilly nightgown, so of course, it doesn't.
Wolfram quickly chose some clothes and dressed up in them. Now, he was standing in the middle of the room, examining himself. It was a simple outfit, with a t-shirt with spaghetti straps, a slightly oversized, half-buttoned long sleeve plaid shirt, and tight denim shorts. The top was light blue and the shorts white. Of course, his legs are naked all the way to the sandals on his feet. This area was the most interesting to Yuuri. Exactly where there were no clothes.
The times when Wolfram was wearing anything that showed his skin was – never. Now he got the first evidence that the whole vacation thing was a good idea. Yuuri wanted to look at it a little longer, but if they linger any more, his mother might decide to start her dress-up play with Wolfram.
"Yes, yes, you look cute, but we don't have time for this."
Wolfram looked at him a little surprised, but then a smug smile showed up on his face. Yuuri remembered when he was looking the whole time and shifted his gaze.
"I actually liked those clothes. Maybe I will bring home some of those," voiced Wolfram as he walked to the door side.
"But I think that you still need less girly clothes." Wolfram wearing these outfits in the Demon Kingdom - he could already imagine it. And he didn't like this. He was sure that it would paralyze the whole castle, and the healers would have too much job reviving all those people for which this sight would be too much.
"You think they are girly? But I like it."
"Eh, whatever, never mind." Arguing with Wolfram about fashion was a bad idea.
"Wolf-chan! You look so cute!" His mother caught them on the starts with a camera ready. She dragged Wolfram to the salon and started taking photos of him from every angle.
"Mom…"
"Not now, Yuu-chan, let me do at last this!"
It took her around fifteen minutes to end this. Yuuri must say that the blond was really photogenic, even if he stayed still looking awkwardly. But when Miko showed him the photos, he took great interest in them and asked if he could use the camera too.
So, they left the house with a camera added to their equipment.
They go to a shopping center on the nearby station. Some of the high-end stores were there, so some things from those might come to Wolfram's liking.
Yuuri didn't need to worry about money. He talked to Shori about this, and he got a special cart to cover all expenses. Shori told him that they would just put it in the costs. So, now he can be like all those cool dudes who spend money all they want and just tell that it's on the company.
They intended to come inside the building, but Wolfram suddenly pulled out the camera and started preparing it as Miko taught him.
"Really, are you going to take photos now?"
"I want to document everything we are doing." Wolfram lifted the camera and directed it toward Yuuri. "Now, smile."
The blonde was in a good mood, so he could just play along. There were several flashes, and Wolfram checked the photos after that. Yuuri went to him at looked at those too.
"You can turn off those flashes. And you can't take photos inside the stores, or else they will ask us out."
"Oh, I understand. But I can take it before the entrances, right?"
"I think so. Let's go."
They went inside the shopping center, but before they went to the stores, Wolfram found himself a great attraction already – an escalator. He held one of the railings with both hands and looked around with a curiosity worthy of a fifth-year-old kid.
"Do you think that if we tell about this Anissina, she will be able to make something like this?" He asked as they had already arrived on the next floor.
Yuuri ignored this question. Anissina already has a head full of ideas, and she doesn't need more.
They went to the first store – with a picture taken before the entrance – and wandered through the men's section. Wolfram was frowning more and more when he finally stopped before the plaid shirt similar to his but in a darker color.
"So, men's clothes mean that they are in dark colors?" inquired Wolfram sending him a strange look.
"Well, no always. It's just… a fashion. There's nothing wrong with men wearing bright clothes." Yuuri rubbed the back of his head, praying that there would be no argument.
"Hmm, and I was thinking that you are wearing black to look more manly." Wolfram teased and walked away.
Yuuri was standing for a while, stunned. Was he really just being joked about? He quickly composed himself and caught up to Wolfram. "I wearing it because you guys want me to!"
"I quite like this one." His fiance ignored him and showed a navy blue vest before his eyes. "We can buy some of those shirts too." He pointed to a hanger with white shirts.
"Then, we will need a bottom for this too."
It was an easy quest. They just picked light material pants with a similar color. After this, they went to dressing rooms.
"You can here try it out and see if it fits you," said Yuuri as he opened the door to one of the empty fitting rooms.
Wolfram went inside, examined the space, and then turned away in Yuuri's way. He took a few steps and stopped really close to the double-black. "Want to help me out with it?" There was a devious smile on his face and something flirty in his voice.
Yuuri took a step back and looked around. There was nobody there, and he even considered this proposition for a moment, but he quickly shook his head and coughed. "I will be on those benches if you will have some problems."
Wolfram made some dissatisfied sound and closed himself in a fitting room. After a while, he went out looking so neat and elegant in that outfit.
"It suits you." As nearly any clothes he puts on himself. But it was something Yuuri might let him take to the Demon Kingdom. "We still need shoes, though." He looked at his feet still in light blue sandals. "Does it fit?" He went closer and checked the clothes.
"They are comfortable and seems to be just right." Wolfram smoothed the front of the vest. "But I'm staying in those first clothes."
Yuuri sighed and just accepted it. He waited again as Wolfram went to change back, and then they went to pay for the clothes.
Wolfram waited by the center of the shop when many mannequins were standing when Yuuri went to the cash registers. He still observed them when the other boy came back.
"It's still impressive that you can just buy clothes without waiting days for a tailor to make it." The blonde murmured when Yuuri stood next to him.
"You can still order tailor-made clothes, but most people went to stores like that to buy it."
Wolfram nodded and tried to take the bag with clothes from Yuuri, but his fiance took it away and grabbed his hand instead.
"Let's look around some more."
They went through some more shops. Wolfram didn't want to buy new clothes, but he still was looking around shops assortment with curiosity. And of course, made some more pictures before the entrances and around the shopping center.
The couple stopped just when their stomachs told them it was dinner time. So, they went to the dining area.
There were a lot of fast-food restaurants, and Yuuri was wondering if it would be a good idea to feed it to Wolfram. From the Earth's perspective, the blonde eat only eco, organic, high-quality food. Eating some of those junk food might not reflect well on his stomach.
"Yuuri, what is it?" Wolfram pulled his sleeve and pointed to the pizza one of the guests was eating.
"It's a pizza. Do you want to try some?" It should be safe enough. They will just order one with simple toppings.
So, he left Wolfram at the empty table a went to order their food. He came back after a while with drinks. He got just water for Wolfram, but the blonde still wanted to try his cola – it turned out he wasn't a fan of carbonated drinks. After several minutes Yuuri went back to take their ready pizza.
Wolfram was just watching for some time as Yuuri took one slice and then bit it. Finally, he decided to take a slice themself, but he stopped mid-moving and looked suspiciously at the stretched cheese.
"That's the best part. Just take a bite." Yuuri chuckled.
The blonde finally tried the pizza. He munched it slowly and then looked at him. "It's good." He said, surprised, and took another bite. "I have a mixed feeling about eating with your hands, but it looks like it's a norm here." He said as he ended up eating the whole slice.
"Well, it's normal with those kinds of food. It's just more convenient like this."
"Do you think that we can make something like this at home?" Wolfram asked as he started eating the second slice. It looked like he took a great liking to it.
"It's simple to make, so I think so."
"Let's make it then when we come back."
Yuuri murmured in agrement.
They continued eating with a few comments from Wolfram from time to time. After this, they quickly go back to Yuuri's house to drop off the stuff they buy and go for a walk after this.
There wasn't even a need to went to specific tourists spots. For Wolfram, a single cityscape was interesting enough. They walked through different streets, taking pictures of practically everything. Yuuri went through a lot of posing, but at last, it lasted only seconds, and not hours like during posing for a painting.
Yuuri was relieved that Wolfram was in such a good mood. He was afraid that the blonde would be fussy about earthly things. But instead of this, he immediately liked every street food Yuuri was giving him to try and was excited about every place they visited.
When the sun started to set, they finally came back home. Wolfram immediately showed pictures he made to Yuuri's mother, and the double black decided to leave them alone and go to his room. He didn't want to be dragged into their conversation. He came back downstairs only when Wolfram called him to dinner.
Yuuri was going to sit at the table, but a stunning view caught his eyes.
"What are you wearing?" He asked Wolfram in disbelief. The blonde was serving the food dressed in a frilly, pink apron.
Wolfram looked at him and put his hands on his hips. "You supposed to wear this when you cook, don't you?" He said as it was the most obvious thing in the world and then went back to preparing the supper.
Yuuri was looking at his fiance the whole time. He looked way too good in that apron, which reminded him a lot about that pink nightgown. And it made him think about Wolfram wearing only an apron. Like in that famous scene with a young wife welcoming his husband, Do you want to eat dinner? Or maybe take a bath first? Or maybe…
"Yuuri!" Wolfram called him, looking impatient. "The food is ready! Sit already at the table!"
The double black came back to reality. He shook his head and sited at the chair. Only then did he notice that his brother and father were already seated too.
"So, how was your day?" his father asked.
Yuuri and Wolfram told the rest about their first day of vacation, with additional comments from Miko from time to time. She agreed to prepare recipes for cooks in the castle to make all the food they were eating during the tour, and Wolfram was delighted about it.
After the meal, Wolfram went to take a bath, and Yuuri was waiting for him in his room. He had already cleaned up the clothes earlier. Wolfram said that he wanted to look through those before sleep, so he still left them in the room, but at last, they weren't anywhere.
At last, the blonde came back from the bath wearing cute, pink two-pieced pajamas. He was sniffing his wrist with a small smile. "I smell like strawberries." He chuckled.
Yuuri went near him and sniffed him too. "It's some of mom's soap, probably." He said and suddenly felt a pair of lips on his cheek. He looked surprised at Wolfram, who was staring at him with an angelic smile.
"Thank you for today. It all was really great."
Yuuri straightened up and placed his hands on Wolfram's hips. "It was. But it's only the first day. There's a whole month before us." He said and bent down to place a kiss on his fiance's lips.