Valentine’s day. Noheme vaguely remembered visiting some sort of ball event which was happening on this day in the past. Though as she didn’t find anyone she would fancy there, she had quickly forgotten about the whole thing. And yet, the mention of it sprang to mind as she looked around, leaned against some boxes full of chocolates. Apparently one of the bigger companies producing sweets took it upon themselves to monetize this event, as one does. Asking for pairs of mages to arrive and carry the chocolate across the town for them was the plan. A genius way of getting out of paying transport.
Not only that, it would expose their chocolate to the entire city as a number of strong mages seemed to be employed here today. Well, Noheme heard about the whole thing herself, and so here she was. Though she couldn’t really care less about the chocolate itself, she figured that she would see about potentially finding a partner to have some fun with. It was her way of killing time these days, after all. Though so far she was rather unsuccessful. While there were plenty of eyes glued to her barely dressed physical form, no one dared to approach her yet.
This was perhaps due to the vixen not being interested in hiding or suppressing her magical energy whatsoever. And the overwhelming presence of her power was rather good at actually scaring her opponents away. Though in this case, it was also scaring away potential partners for this tiny little errand. Even when trying to approach other girls that appeared to not have anyone with them yet, she was often met with a terrified expression and the other female running away as far as her legs could carry her. This was starting to get rather troublesome.
“Are the people in this city starting to grow far more skittish after the protection of Black Rose disappeared?” Questioning the whole situation and ready to put blame on anything but herself, the goddess was in quite the deep thought. After giving up on chasing others herself, she found herself in her current situation - leaned against the boxes of chocolate and waiting for someone to approach her instead while the owner of the warehouse paced in the distance nervously, unsure if he would ever be able to recover the chocolate in those boxes held hostage by the goddess.
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