High School of Demon Hunting

Chapter 302: Chapter 226 Green Xifang_1

Green Xifang is a renowned clothing brand in the wizarding world.

Some say that wherever female wizards are present in the wizarding world, the shadow of Green Xifang can be found.

Indeed, while this statement may be somewhat absolute, in one sense, it does accurately reflect the standing of Green Xifang in the wizarding world as a whole.

If Cloud Think Boutique is the wizarding world’s standard uniform merchant, then Green Xifang would be the largest female fashion brand.

Whether it’s the minimalist Hema Pure coat, the exquisite Lolita dress, or the lavish Crinoline skirt, the simple Luo shirt, the dignified curved hem, or the elegant Liu Xian – any style that has ever been popular in the wizarding world can be found in its countless variations and enhancements at Green Xifang.

Not to mention, this shop exclusively supplies specialty textile products unique to various magical races, such as the Feather people’s rainbow brilliance, the Merman’s water-tight weave, and the Snow Charm’s icesilk mount.

Just standing at the entrance, Zheng Qing deeply felt the potency of Green Xifang.

Shops lined the pedestrian street, with dazzling signs all around, yet this small store with just a piece of silk cloth hanging at the entrance and barely two meters of storefront height was consistently bustling with crowds, its modest storefront decor not causing it to be overlooked.

After saying ”excuse me” five times, ”sorry” three times, and ”pardon me” twice, Zheng Qing finally squeezed his way to the depths of the store.

As Doctor Xiao once said, any wizard with a bit of heritage prefers to expand their living space.

This was no exception when opening a shop.

Compared with the exterior entrance, the main hall in the depths of Green Xifang is much wider. It contains various formations to increase space, surrounded by walls covered in spatial stabilizing talismans, and even the ceiling is charmed with starry sky magic, giving the whole exhibition hall a sense of mystery.

The huge Luminous Pearl floating in the ceiling casts a pale glow, making the entire hall seem as if it’s veiled in silver - cool, but also noble and gorgeous.

Little elves wearing different styles of dresses were dancing in the air.

They held baskets full of petals in their hands, and whenever they saw male and female wizards in pairs, they would happily rush up to sprinkle them with blessings.

”Have they gone mad?” Zheng Qing hurriedly brushed off the petals falling on his head, his face flushed. ”Can anyone stop them?”

”It’s just a bit of petals, no need to be so startled.” Jiang Yu’s face was also slightly flushed, but she dismissed it nonchalantly.

Zheng Qing gritted his teeth, feeling that there was some truth to her words.

There were no fixed racks in the exhibition hall.

Green Xifang had commissioned a number of tall clothing models donning various styles of gorgeous women’s dresses to stroll around amongst the crowd.

Customers, in groups of threes and twos, surrounded these models, whispering about the dress styles and fabrics - and if they were willing to pay a deposit, Green Xifang would even allow them to touch the fabric of the dresses.

The center of the exhibition hall was a long T-shaped catwalk.

This catwalk extended from the backstage at the deepest part of the hall all the way to the entrance.

Bright lights covered the entire catwalk, making the rest of the hall seem much dimmer in contrast. Graceful mannequins wearing a variety of dresses walked back and forth on the catwalk.

Customers standing beneath the stage used single-lens crystal glasses to carefully observe the models on the stage.

It was unclear whether they were looking at the dresses or the scenery.

”You want me to help you buy clothes?” Jiang Yu had her arms crossed as she squinted up at the models strutting about on stage. Her tone was a bit odd: ”And women’s clothes at that?”

”Of course it’s not for me to wear.” Zheng Qing chuckled awkwardly, adding, ”It’s for my cousin... her last name is also Zheng. Her birthday is coming up and I thought I should buy her a gift.”

A voluptuous blonde model sauntered past Zheng Qing, swaying in her walk.

She was dressed in a high-slit red cheongsam, embroidered with a colorful green peacock. When she moved, the peacock’s magnificent tail feathers opened and closed, looking exceptionally beautiful.

Of course, the partially revealed flesh color of the female model was even more beautiful.

Zheng Qing felt a bit parched, forcibly restraining his indecent thoughts, he turned his head towards Jiang Yu and sincerely explained: ”My cousin is still young, she’s not on Buji Island, she’s abroad ... but you know, I can mail it to her. School doesn’t prohibit mailing things.”

”Your cousin? How thoughtful.” Jiang Yu looked at him, her eyes brimming with amusement.

”Yes, my cousin, but a distant one... she’s seventeen this year, she’s going to take the college entrance examination next year.” Zheng Qing waved his arm, nervously explaining: ”She’s quite tall... not skinny, but tall and slim, like you... oh, I’m sorry.”

Zheng Qing’s gesturing arm bumped into a female student next to him; his arm jolted back like it was electrified, and he hastily apologized, ”I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, it’s a bit dark in here.”

The girl didn’t say anything, but elegantly walked past them.

It turned out to be a display model.

”It’s my first time seeing someone apologizing to a puppet,” a chubby boy forcefully patted Zheng Qing’s shoulder and laughed heartily: ”Bro, is this your first time watching the Green Xifang’s clothing display? Being so nervous won’t do...you’ll be laughed at by the girls.”

Only then did Zheng Qing realize that these clothing models in the shop were products of alchemy.

”You scared me.” Zheng Qing stomped his foot, turned around, appearing a bit shaken: ”I thought they were all real people!”

”Are real people that frightening?” Jiang Yu curiously looked at him: ”If you were to bump into me, would you be scared to death?”

Zheng Qing’s face turned bright red instantly, and he stammered for a long time, unable to form any words.

Jiang Yu smiled faintly and didn’t push him further; she changed the subject: ”Are you saying that it’s your cousin’s birthday, so you’re buying her a piece of clothing as a gift?”

”Yes, my cousin!” Zheng Qing reiterated, then added: ”She’s seventeen this year and is taking the entrance exam next year. I can mail her the clothes I buy.”

”You sound like you’re reciting a textbook,” Jiang Yu, squinting her eyes, looked at Zheng Qing closely.

Zheng Qing closed his mouth and discreetly swallowed his saliva.

Time was indeed tight.

From the alley to the Green Xifang, with less than half an hour, Zheng Qing only had time to prepare a simple excuse.

However, he had chewed over these lines repeatedly. As long as he didn’t babble on about other things, he wouldn’t slip up.

No loopholes.

Originally, he didn’t intend to lie, but then he suddenly remembered Dylan’s warning that letting a girl choose a gift for another girl was a potentially dangerous situation.

Zheng Qing didn’t want to die young, so he fabricated this lie.

Luckily, Jiang Yu didn’t continue to question this point. She smilingly took his arm and guided him towards the counter: ”It’s not a big deal, I’m happy to help.”

Zheng Qing stiffly followed her forward.

”I think you’re good at this things... your dressing... is always so appropriate.” Zheng Qing mumbled, explaining in almost a whisper: ”Your belt, handbag, shawl... and that shape at the hem of your dress...”

”That’s called a fishtail silhouette.” Jiang Yu turned her face towards him, her lips curling up slightly: ”You’re quite observant.”

A graceful fragrance crept into Zheng Qing’s nostrils.

He closed his mouth, not daring to speak any more.