Food and cute clothes to regain Fay's favor

The gifts that I brought turned from my means of putting a smile on Fay's lips to a tool for distracting her from what she felt before. 

Her grimace persisted while I presented her with the phone and then the laptop. It continued to linger even when I brought forth the food and clothes!

But as the smell of all sorts of food and confectionaries that I bought started to spread and assault Fay's nose… It took only a few seconds for the grimace of dissatisfaction to vanish, replaced with intense craving and curiosity. 

Sniff, sniff.

Fay started to prickle her nose as she turned her head towards the bags filled with food. 

"I guess we have the winner," I laughed, dropping the clothes back to the floor and bringing the bags with the food out instead. Soon, rather than being under the scrutiny of Fay's dissatisfied eyes, I could enjoy the sight of her face changing whenever she would open another bag to get just a few bites of the dish before moving on to the next. 

That's right. 

Fay learned her lesson and contrary to how she acted when I brought several bags worth of burgers and other fast food items, she only ever gave each of the dishes a small test. And thanks to this change, she managed to go through all twenty different dishes before picking up the few that she liked the most and starting her feast. 

"It's delicious! Fay's super happy!" she muttered some off-handed comments while stuffing her face, making me instantly regret not recording the few times when she would try a food that wasn't to her liking which instantly showed up on her suddenly tensing-up face. 

'She is learning at a rate that would put many university students to shame,' I thought, taking a step back to get a better look at her happy face as she continued to enjoy her meals. 'I wonder if she were to get herself drunk, then swear never to drink again in the day before… would she actually keep that word?'

I shook my head, not allowing my relaxed thoughts to spread and bring my arm guard down. Doing so with Fay around would be the shortest way for me to do something I really shouldn't. And as great as it felt to be around her, I couldn't grow too comfortable with this situation. 

'Knowing her, just one random moment, an accidental tease is all that keeps me from pouncing on her,' I thought, taking in a deep breath before shaking my head and heading for the doors. "I'm going to bring the rest of the stuff, so make sure you won't be visible from the doorway!" 

Fay was too damn busy eating to give me a proper response, limiting herself to just vigorously shaking her head. And so, I started the most annoying part of my today's mission which consisted of doing nothing but hauling huge and weighty boxes from the small spot behind the shed to the few spots inside I didn't mind getting cramped. 

Soon, I brought over the last of the packages, finally free to start sorting them out, in preparation for when we would return to Fay's world. And after taking stock of everything that I bought and actually taking a look at all that I've gathered… I had no other choice but to admit that I'd most likely over-prepared.

I brought several boxes worth of canned food, five pieces of vacuum-sealed bricks of high-quality meat, tools ranging from sturdy axes and mallets to a pneumatic rifle, and what had to be a lifetime supply of both the gas and the pneumatic munition for it…

'I kinda wanted to get a real gun. It's a pity they were too expensive,' I thought, giving the rifle a conflicted look before rolling my eyes and moving on. 

There was way too much stuff for me to bring over all at once… Even assuming that all the things I'd prepared as gifts for that massive, celestial fox would be gone right away, there was still roughly twice if not thrice as much preserved food, water, and tools that I could bring over in any realistic scenario. 

"That's why they always tell me not to go shopping when you are hungry," I muttered under my nose, standing helplessly over the pile of supplies, not exactly sure what I was supposed to do with them now. Yet, just right as I could sense some idea appearing at the edge of my consciousness… a suspicious, rustling sound alerted me and caused me to throw a quick glance over my shoulder.

And Fay, already done with her meals, was happily moving on to testing out her new clothes. 

Paying no mind to my presence as if she still didn't understand just how much of an effect her naked skin had on me, she took off all of her clothes before joyfully changing into the new ones I bought. 

'Shit,' I cursed, turning my eyes away and pretending I saw nothing, too busy counting supplies to pay her any mind. 

'She's not trying to provoke me. She's simply that innocent. I'm not going to be a freaking pervert that taints her innocence with my lust,' I thought while gritting my teeth and trying to ignore the tempting sounds of Fay's new clothes rubbing against her naked skin. 

'We are going back to her world soon. I only need to last for a little longer!' I tried to use logic to keep my senses and desires in check… With as little effect as one could expect from a man in his best years like me.

My desire to take a look over my shoulder and steal a glance at changing Fay was powerful… but my fear of her parent and desire to be a proper man, better than all those damn perverts who would jump on the opportunity… They prevailed, saving me from the disgrace of having Fay notice my lustful if not outright hungry stares. 

Soon, the sounds ceased to come, indicating that for better or worse, Fay was done changing… Or maybe just realized that I kept standing in place, refusing to move even an inch. 

"Are you done?" I asked, taking my chances and slowly turning around, ready to turn my eyes away on the moment's notice… Only for Fay to finally come into my sights. And for my entire body, mind, and soul alike to freeze. 

'Woah.' 

A single thought filled my mind. A simple, straightforward feeling of awe and fulfillment. 

I've bought a lot of different clothes for her. From casual and comfortable wear to more official and elegant dresses, all the way to bikini swimsuits and underwear. And lastly, there was this one suit that the shop's clerks practically forced upon me… while in fact, somehow figuring out my deepest desires and fetishes. 

And Fay either simply lucked out, liked the relatively simple design… or could somehow tell in which clothes I wanted to see her the most. So, I turned around, ready to compliment her on her looks… 

Only to stand in place, shocked to my core, when a beauty straight out of a damn anime stood just a small distance away, sporting nothing but a short-sleeved, white, and blue kimono that ended just above her knees.