For the twentieth time, Oga wondered how he had gotten himself into this. He felt downright awkward standing in the middle of a lingerie store, with women's underwear everywhere he looked. He wanted to just melt and disappear into the floor.

Hilda, on the other hand, was grabbing stacks of panties with the intention of trying everything on. An overly helpful salesperson was only too happy to assist her.

Oga exhaled. He spied an empty chair and decided that he would just sit and-

"Excuse me, sir." Oga looked up to see the salesperson following Hilda around.

"Your wife is calling for you."

Oga groaned. What now?

He left Baby Beel on the chair with strict instructions not to go off wandering on his own and followed the salesperson. She led him to a dressing room a short distance away where Hilda was busy trying everything.

"Tatsumi, come in and tell me what you think." She called out.

Oga debated whether he should go in but in the end, if he left her to decide on her own, she might choose some weird underwear again. So he swallowed and entered the dressing room.

Hilda was facing the mirror. She was holding her skirt up, critically eyeing the black, lace panties she had on.

"Well?" She demanded.

"They're see-through!" He gasped. "Why do you always show your.. Waitaminute." He pointed an accusing finger at her. "You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? You're intentionally showing me your... your..." He couldn't say it.

"I'm not, you idiot!" Hilda blushed, irritated that he thought that. "I just want an airy style, similar to what I wore in the Demon World. Human underwear is too confining."

Oh god... She wore underwear like that all the time in the Demon World? Now he'd never get the image out of his mind. Do all demons wear underwear like that? Did Lamia? Did Yolda? Oh my god... If Furuichi found out...

"Just pick something else!" He ground out before exiting the dressing room.

A few minutes later, she called him again. "How about this one?"

Sighing, Oga re-entered the dressing room... and almost ran out again. Hilda had taken off her gothic Lolita dress and stood in only her black bra and new, bright red panties.

Oga thought he felt a nosebleed coming. "Why did you take off your dress?"

Hilda shrugged. "It was getting to be a pain always lifting my skirt up to see so I just removed it temporarily. So, what do you think? They cover a bit too much, though."

Oga painfully tore his gaze from her chest and glanced down. He was glad to see it covered every bit that should be covered. He heaved a sigh of relief. "I think they're fi-"

Hilda had turned to face the mirror again and he was presented with a nice, full view of her rear. She was wearing a T-back.

This time, his nosebleed came in full force. He had to request the salesperson to get him several tissues lest he bleed all over their underwear.

"Are you trying to kill me, you demon?" He asked her.

"You're the one bleeding all by yourself, you damn fool." Without another word, she bent down and in one swift motion, removed the red T-back. Right in front of Oga.

His mouth gaped open. Hilda was nearly naked before him in nothing but her bra. She was bending over, searching for another underwear to try on. The pose displayed all her womanly glory to him.

In that moment, Oga Tatsumi lost it. He walked up to her until he was standing directly behind the blonde. When the demon maid straightened up and found him so close to her, she paused, staring at him questioningly from the mirror.

Only then did she seem to realize the state she was in. Oga's gaze was fixed at the mirror, his eyes ran up and gown her body brazenly. She suddenly flushed and moved to cover herself with her hand.

He made an evil face. "It's a little too late for that, you know." He caught her hand and slowly moved it to her side. Then, as if in slow motion, he reached for the clasp of her bra.

Hilda held her breath, mesmerized by the sight she was seeing in the mirror. With a soft click, the bra came undone and fell at her feet. Now, she was truly naked before Oga.

Oga swallowed once, twice. How many times had he imagined her unclothed? He had once walked on her while she was bathing in his house but she'd been neck deep in the tub so he didn't get to see anything. He had fantasized about her ever since.

And now that the real thing was before him, all he could think about was that she looked... perfect.

"Ma'am, I have the panties in the aqua color you wanted."

The salesperson's bubbly voice jolted them back to reality. Oga still held Hilda's gaze when she calmly replied, "I'll be right there."

Twenty minutes later, the family was on their way home after purchasing several white, cotton panties. There wasn't anything the least bit extraordinary about them. Oga and Hilda hadn't spoken to each other since they parted in the dressing room.

Dinner was a little awkward. The whole family noticed the tension between Oga and Hilda, though they tried to act like nothing was amiss. Well, everyone except Oga's sister. Misaki had her eyes closed the whole time, shoving food in her mouth and chewing angrily. Suddenly, she slammed her chopsticks down, stood up, and glared at her brother and his "wife". Everyone stared at her in incredulity.

"You two! I don't know what happened between you, but whatever it is, I know it's your fault!" Misaki shouted at Oga.

"Hey-" Oga began defensively. Why was everything his fault?

The former Red Tail leader never gave her brother a chance. "Whatever the problem, FIX IT!"

"You!" Misaki turned her angry glare at Hilda. "You're sleeping in his room tonight!"

Hilda's eyes widened. But in the face of Misaki's wrath, all the demon maid could say was "Hai."

"You know, there's really no prob-" A scathing look from Oga's sister shut him up at once.

"Da buh dah!" Baby Beel clapped his hands. He thoroughly enjoyed his Aunt's manipulation. His parents looked at him, then at each other, and sighed. If Baby Beel agreed, that left them no other choice.