"Well we should be going if we want to make the most of the day." I said shamelessly changing the subject.
Freya just giggled at this though as she was no pure maiden and didn't need me to answer her at all to know that when I said every detail I meant EVERY detail. She also understood however that this wasn't nearly as perverted as it sounded as that included her flesh, bones, organs and other viscera. With such an in depth understanding of her body it was a miracle of my own insanity that I didn't see her as a sack of meat and bones rather than a person.-
Unfortunately for her and pretty much every other girl interested in me it did kill a massive portion of my fleshy desires so using seduction did pretty much nothing to me. I might be insane but I wasn't so insane as to see a butcher shop and get an erection. Make no mistake I could appreciate a beautiful woman just as much as the next guy, my appreciation was simply tempered with my knowledge of their anatomy.-
Ironically my knowledge of anatomy also meant that I knew EXACTLY when something was off in it which let me use RCT to repair it. I was pretty much the best doctor in the city and not a single person knew it other than me. Anyways Freya hooked her arm under my own and grabbed my hand with a radiant smile. I sighed at how forward she was behaving but led her out of the restaurant and into the street regardless.-
"So where to now?" she asked curiously.
"We are going to visit a friend of mine first." I said with a grin.
She looked confused at this but chose to allow herself to be led to wherever we were going. Many people looked at us in surprise, jealousy, awe and several other emotions as we walked through the streets of Orario at a leisurely pace. It wasn't all that surprising really as we were dressed in such a way that it was hard not to focus on us. But when the stares got too bad I activated the cursed technique on the clothes to Freya's great surprise. She being as perceptive as she was immediately noticed that people were no longer looking at us so much as seemingly past us as if we weren't even there.-
"What's going on?" she asked not bothered by this but instead intrigued.
"I enchanted our clothes so that when people gaze at us their vision sort of slips off of us so that we don't even register to them. Of course there are limits to this as if they are specifically looking for us or if we are blocking most of their vision they will still perceive us though they will feel some confusion about why they constantly feel like looking away. A small trick, nothing worth bothering over." I said dismissively.
Her eyes brighten up after my explanation though "So if I was in my true form nobody would even notice me?" she asked eagerly.
I paused for a moment to consider it before answering "I am not entirely certain but I believe it wouldn't work for you due to your passive divine charm. It draws the attention of those around you to yourself which should overpower the effect of the enchantment. If I made a stronger version of the enchantment tailored to overpowering your charm though it may be possible. Again I must emphasize the word MAY here as this is a divine matter after all and I have no authority to say definitively one way or the other." I said seriously.
"I'll ask Hecate and Hephaestus then to see if it's possible. If they say it is I'd like to commission some clothes with this enchantment on them so I don't have to stay cooped up in my room while I am in my true form." she said before letting the matter drop.
Soon we approached a massive marble building with various sculptures on display outside of it and a few people carefully observing the art pieces.
"The gallery of art?" she muttered in surprise as we walked up and I turned the enchantments of our clothes off.
Immediately dozens of gazes locked onto us and whispers of gossip blossomed from the art goers as we walked up.
"Mister Drake, welcome. Should I inform Lord Ptah of your visit?" the guard at the door asked respectfully.
"That won't be necessary Gin, I felt their arrival the instant they came near!" Ptah said with a wide smile as he walked up from within the gallery. "Alex my fabulous friend it's such a rare treat to have you grace the gallery with your presence and in such fine apparel no less!" the god said happily as he gave me a firm hug in joy.
"I happen to be on a date and when planning it immediately thought of your gallery." I said with a smile of my own.
The god seemed to almost shine at this "Wonderful! Truly marvelous! And you young lady must be his date and might I say what a stunning dress you have there, I've not seen it's like in a long time. You simply must tell me who your tailor is!" he said shaking Freya's hand with a huge smile as he pursued his own interest with little hesitance.
"Alex here made it for this date, from spider silk if he is to be believed. The clothes are even enchanted!" she said gushing about the clothes that she clearly loved.
The god was stunned at this and looked at me with a mock offended expression "You've been holding out on me! All this time and you never told me you were also a master tailor? For shame sir!" he chided playfully.
I smiled helplessly and shrugged "It never came up in conversation and I don't usually make clothes . Most of what I make are enchanted items, bone sculptures or adventuring gear." I said.
"Perhaps but oh the missed opportunities! Image it! A whole fashion line designed by you, truly a thing to fantasize about if these clothes of yours are to be taken as your best!" the god said with a far off look and a wide smile.