Chapter 60: ☆When did...
It was past 4 PM.
It was still in the flower mist, but earlier than usual.
I walked into the flower mist holding Felica’s hand.
When I entered, I saw more customers than I had last time.
As we headed to the counter, the clerk named Paruna, who had been summoned, was there.
Paruna noticed me and smiled, bowed, and said,
"Welcome, Raide-sama. What kind of business can I help you with today?"
"Is Maryka-san there...? I need to consult with her for a moment."
"...Please wait a moment."
The moment I mentioned consultation, she seemed to freeze for a second... was it just my imagination?
While waiting for Maryka-san, Felica and I talked while looking at the underwear on display nearby.
"It’s surprisingly interesting that they sell normal underwear."
"I thought the same at first. When I heard ’underwear shop,’ I assumed it would be a lewd place. Maryka-san said that with a wry smile, right?"
"Ah~ Yes, I thought the same. If I hadn’t met you and Erika, I probably wouldn’t have come to an underwear shop by myself..."
"I’m really happy that you chose underwear for me."
"Uuuuu, that’s so low of you, Raide."
Felica blushed shyly and poked my shoulder with her finger.
She was cute, but the gap was huge because she was called the Empress.
While Felica and I flirted, Paruna came to call us.
She led us to the private room.
When Paruna guided us to the private room and opened the door, Maryka-san was standing there smiling and waiting.
Maryka-san bowed, invited us to the sofa, and Felica and I sat down.
"Raide-sama, it’s been a while. You said you had something to consult about today..."
"Yes. I want you to make something."
"...Make?"
Maryka-san smiled but her eyes changed to those of a merchant.
From the way she narrowed her eyes slightly while smiling, she was thinking.
It was a very subtle change that only someone who looked closely would notice...
I gave her a wry smile and took out a memo from my magic bag.
While drawing badly on the memo, I continued.
"I want you to make two types of thin-fabric items to wear on the feet."
"...You mean pantyhose? We do have a product that goes up to the waist, but it doesn’t sell well. If we make the fabric thinner, it will tear more easily..."
Maryka-san let out a small sigh and shook her head at the memo.
The product she was talking about was pantyhose. By the way, she also had socks in this world.
So why didn’t everyone wear socks?
The answer was simple — the ventilation was too poor.
Strength was good... but thick fabric was nice in cold weather. In hot weather, no one wore them.
That’s probably why there are more leg injuries in hot seasons.
So how do we solve it... Actually, Maryka-san had the materials.
"Let me change the subject, but didn’t it seem like there were no complaints about sweat or anything until I proposed these panties?"
"Eh? Ah, yes... They protect important parts of women and men. If they get sweaty, it itches... Hm?"
"Have you noticed? Can’t we apply it somewhere?"
"No, but... Originally it was just one layer... Colors too... If we sew them..."
Maryka-san looked down at my words, rested one hand on her chin, and started muttering to herself.
When I looked at Felica on the side, she was tilting her head curiously while watching Maryka-san.
Maryka-san’s panties had problems with wedgies, but they were breathable and strong.
It might have been a failure out of character for Maryka-san.
Because she designed them to be seductive, she seemed to have forgotten about the previous material.
Suddenly Maryka-san stood up and hurriedly opened the door, shouting loudly,
"Paruna! Come here! Hurry!"
"...After that, Maryka-san?"
"Paruna... eh?"
I called out to her back, and she looked at me with an expression that said "Is there still something?"
While giving Maryka-san a wry smile, I glanced at Felica, who was frozen for a second, and said,
"I want you to make Felica’s bra with that material... If possible, as soon as possible."
"Felica-sama’s... Ah, aah, why didn’t I notice?!"
Maryka-san’s body broke at the waist.
Felica, surprised, went over to her and spoke to her.
I explained simply that I hadn’t noticed Felica wasn’t wearing a bra.
Because of her own material negligence, Maryka-san was shocked and her body broke.
Paruna, who had been called, came in looking surprised and tried to comfort Maryka-san.
...What should I do? Maryka-san was teary-eyed.
It was obvious from her expression that she loved underwear.
That’s why the shock was so big.
We left the flower mist and headed toward [Suzuya].
It was 7 PM, and the streetlights were illuminating the main road.
"I was surprised by Maryka-san’s reaction."
"I was too..."
While walking, I listened to the two of them talking with me sandwiched between them with a wry smile.
Felica was on the right and Lucian-san was on the left.
I hadn’t asked where Felica’s house was, but when I did, she said it was on 10th Street.
I hadn’t asked because... well, it was consideration.
I had heard it from Erika.
Felica had told me that she couldn’t let her guard down at the inn, so she sometimes let it down at home.
Even if it was my lover, I thought it was tough, so I didn’t ask.
Felica’s house and Lucian-san’s house were on the same main street.
Felica’s bra was the one Lucian-san had hurriedly finished.
Since their houses were on the same street, Felica offered to send me home after thanking her.
The surprising thing was that Felica and Lucian-san were on good terms.
They were talking like close friends who didn’t need to be careful.
When did... they become this close?
Lucian-san smiled awkwardly, and Felica let out a tired sigh.
Both of them had large breasts that bounced greatly with every step while wearing bras.
Especially Lucian-san’s breasts swayed as if seducing someone — if you added a sound effect, it would be "Fuyuun Fuyuun."
"Raide also noticed that, right?"
"Maryka-san was half-teary-eyed with gratitude, so yeah..."
"No... It was just a coincidence."
"A coincidence... Are you sure?"
"That doesn’t seem true. Why is that?"
The two of them looked at each other with a smile, sandwiching me.
It was awkward, so it was obvious what their real feelings were.
I stopped looking at their faces because of embarrassment and faced forward.
Then something soft touched my right arm.
When I looked to the right, Felica was blushing and hugging my arm with her breasts pressed against it.
I gave a wry smile and tried to say something to Felica, but then my left arm was enveloped by something soft.
I was surprised and looked at Lucian-san, but she was blushing and hugging my left arm shyly.
It wasn’t something gentle like Felica; Lucian-san’s large breasts were just wrapped around my arm.
It was true that I could feel Lucian-san’s hands, but the area of her breasts was overwhelmingly larger than the area touching me.
It felt more like I was being pressed against.
I gave a small wry smile while feeling confused and told Lucian-san,
"...Lucian-san?"
"A-ah, um... It’s a reward."
"If it’s a reward, I have to accept it... Raide?"
"...Thank you, I’ll accept it gratefully."
Felica grinned at my words, and Lucian-san smiled happily while blushing.
This state continued until we reached [Suzuya].
I was surprised again, but when we arrived at [Suzuya], Nimi and Lucian-san were happily chatting.
...Really, when did they become this close?
Leah
Real name: Leah Criela
Height: 121 cm Age: 129 Hair: long black hair reaching her waist
Appearance: looks like a young girl Personality: innocent and cheerful
Body: slender and petite Breasts: small hills
She is one of Croana’s older sisters and the one who destroyed the Criela clan.
She and Croana were both subjected to the same experiments by the Criela clan. Her knowledge and magic power are off the charts.
She can tell a person’s approximate emotions from their scent, but she never abuses that ability.
Because of her personality, she is often mistaken for a child, but she also has adult thoughts.
She basically wears the same clothes every day, so Fia chooses them for her.
That’s why she often wears gothic lolita and dresses.
She has extreme thoughts even greater than Fia’s — she would destroy the world if it meant protecting her little sister.
