One evening.
Chris was on holiday that day and was just healing his tiredness.
"... uniform, huh"
I squeezed my eyes, and Chris looked.
The place was a private room in the Strom mansion, opening the item that had just arrived.
That's never the package for Chris.
However, due to Krone's absence, he received and tested the product instead.
She was with Olivia to see a shop in Strom.
By the way, the sender is the Augusto Chamber of Commerce, and there is one crate that can be worn with one hand.
The contents of this would be difficult to understand from clothing…, it would be appropriate to say uniform.
Inside, a few uniforms were packed.
"Heh... Fine, tough? It's a design."
The ones that arrived were also women, so jackets on shirts on the top and skirts about knee length on the bottom.
Where do you use this?
"I don't know if I can say Ein's shop...... but it's going well"
A store that sells bartology. That's where they used the uniform.
Although the number of items is still small, new items are also planned to be added using Ain's power.
Here, with Strom as my starting point, I expect to be named all over the continent.
"Uh... yeah. The product is fine, the inspection is over..."
Signature of receipt and signature of inspection.
Chris, who finishes both, fills out the paper that was stuck in the crate.
When I opened the door and called Martha, I handed her the paper.
"Later, I guess I'll be transporting you to Mr. Krone's office - that?
Then she realized.
That another uniform was enclosed under the uniform I was just looking at.
I did it... when I put my hand on my forehead, I plugged my hand into the crate.
"So, but the number that was written was in... yeah, so I'm sure this is... for what I was in by mistake..."
I have an excuse. I'll say it, but that must also be something to check.
I fished for the crap and took out the uniform that was packed in the back.
However, I noticed the fabric shade was different earlier and tried to spread it out strangely.
"Mm, this is a uniform, too?
There is no such thing as a robust design, and there is no jacket to weave feathers.
As a close impression, is the uniform worn by the servants?
The sleeve area is fluffy and round, and the apron is sewn on the waist area.
The button was securely closed to the neck and was enclosed with a ribbon to put on the neck.
The skirt was a little shorter than the knee length, and if a woman like Chris wore it, her thighs were likely to be exposed heavily.
Chris thought. I was wondering if it was a mistake to bring it in.
The shades are creamy and adorable, but the design is obviously too different compared to the uniform just now.
"Ha... I need to check with Mr. Krone later"
I just said, Chris put that uniform back in the crate.
And I tried to get the lid in my hand and close it, but, uh, that hand stops.
The gaze goes straight to the uniform, and you look at it like it's a jerk.
……
That evening, she would say she was happy.
The other person is Ain, turns his face bright red and begins to deny it, but now she has no reason to know it.
So what do you do?
Chris stretches out his arm, and it connects him to what he did.
"When you're tall like me... it doesn't look good, I guess"
Olivia is taller too, but Chris gets a little taller.
Never something like a complex.
But I was attracted to the word cute, and I couldn't resist the emotion I had descended upon.
Then he placed the lid of the crate on the floor, in a loose motion, and again, took the uniform in his hand.
Go on, I'll spread it out again.
"I knew it... cute..."
I shrugged softly, my lips loose.
Your mouth angle rises loosely, no heart, or your eyes seem to shine.
"Me too, I want to be told she's cute"
I don't make it clear from whom I want to be told - but the person in my mind plunders the back of my brain, and Chris finally decides.
- All right, let's try it on. and.
In character, as soon as you make up your mind, the problem is with the process.
The action from there is very high, and Chris unbuttons the shirt he was wearing.
Expose your silky skin to rich chest and bright red underwear and hang the shirt off in a nearby chair.
I put it on and took off the trousers I was wearing, exposing them to underwear of the same colour, as well as very long legs and well-shaped glutes.
Likewise, when I hung it on my chair, I started dressing happily.
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"Ugh... ugh!
A few minutes later, she finds herself in some regret.
He said there was nobody in the room, but in front of the mirror, he shyly circled his spine.
At the end of both hands head to the hem of the skirt, desperate to attempt and error to lower the length.
However, the fabric never stretches more than a certain amount and clumps around the middle of the thigh.
Naturally, the long legs were exposed, causing the creep and knee to rub inside again.
Even the trick is nothing more than resistance to embarrassment.
"Short... why... it wasn't so short..."
The reason why it was different from the sighting was attributed to the person wearing it.
He's taller and has long legs. In other words, nature and skin area are wider.
... There is no solution.
Nevertheless, she dresses brilliantly in uniform.
Though he behaves shyly, on a button that is closed to the neck, a ribbon with a frill is placed on it.
Also, fluffy sleeves make a difference.
Her chest also claims to be 3D, but her blonde hair is one material, adorable, and beautifully finished.
"No, no...! I said I can't even show you how to dress like this...!
Even once, I scold myself for thinking I'd go and show it to you.
Needless to say, shame prevails.
Because I've won too much and I can't hide the lightness when I say I'm alone.
Though, on the inside, some of me still couldn't wait to feel it.
I didn't have the courage to take a step, but I'll give up today.
That's what Chris decided to do and tried to get dressed.
- She was committing one lapse when she handed Martha the paper.
I forgot to close the door tightly.
"Chris? The door was a little empty, but what's wrong?
"Looks like you were picking up the package... sorry for the inconvenience, Chris"
"Huh!?"
The fact that the door wasn't completely closed left two women in the room.
Normally I almost knock, but only today, Chris' demise is a vendetta.
One is also the Lord, Olivia.
And the other one, he's got a few steps ahead of himself, Krone.
When the two of them come into the room, as they were, they move on to the back where Chris is...
(What to do, what to do...! Ko, it's... embarrassing to be seen like this...!)
I looked around and figured out how to escape.
Krone can handle it, but Olivia's not good with him.
(Definitely going to get niggered...!)
What happens then? By the end of the day - no, after a few minutes, it's inevitable to be in Ain's ear.
This must be avoided.
As head of the Kingsguard Knights, and as one who draws the blood of the Ishtarika royal family, she nodded strongly.
Looking around and searching for a way to open it, fu, my gaze nails the window.
... yes, you just have to get out of there.
When she held the change of clothes in her hand, she hurried towards the window.
Elves are agile and Chris is typical of them.
In a position to unite the Kingsguard knights, she is one of the most powerful in the united nation of Ishtarika.
Her speed is so high that no one stands alongside her, and it will also be brought to life in this escape.
(We'll make it... Huh!)
I reach for the window. I won, I can't find you two with this.
Convinced of the victory, a grin of relief arose.
But she needed to remember.
Skills like this don't exist, but the feeling is that you have a skill called Ponky.
"Huh, huh!?
There is no such thing.
In this degree of tension, it is merely that Rin will not be shown, as in previous journeys of investigation or during the war in Heim.
Chris, who activated his Pounce Skill in good time, fell on the carpet where nothing was found.
"Chris! What's the sound now... eh, Chris?
"... that clothing is definitely a prototype for the clerk who serves the customer..."
Yes, she was defeated.
Defeat herself, and she will give up.
I've been totally seen giving up and nothing.
Her lower body on the floor is miraculously hidden in a skirt.
That must be God's mercy.
healthy, and looked back with a shamefully red dyed face, sending her gaze to Olivia and Krone.
"... Welcome home... Dear Olivia, Mr. Krone"
"Uh, yeah. Right now, Chris..."
"I'm home now. Well, you look great...?
Finally shame runs wild and Chris hides his face with both hands as he lays down on the ground.
Please don't say anything. I leaked like this in a small voice.
Olivia, who had been taken aback, returns to sanity and approaches Chris.
"Ha... if you criss, anyway, you're curious because you're cute, and you want to try it on, right?
Cochlear.
Chris nods without speaking out.
"You've been saying that for a long time. Chris is so cute, I wish I could try that on from time to time."
"I think so, too. The skirt may be a little short, but I think that's cute."
Olivia strokes Chris' head.
Seeing how Chris would have worked hard, I gently loved her today.
"I can guess who you want to see, and I think you're okay with it even if it's short, right?
"... K, Mr. Krone, aren't you angry?
"Well, if it was about wearing the prototype on your own, I'd rather be thankful because they saw what it felt like, and"
That's all I said, and I laughed in the wind that Krone had no choice.
"It's not about me being angry or complaining if I want to show him (...). So don't worry."
As Krone says, Olivia tilts her neck, hands on her cheeks, and opens her mouth.
"You're a nobleman..."
"Dear Olivia. On the contrary, he is royal in his case."
Two people laugh deeply at the meaning and exchange words for the feeling that it is such a thing.
Then Chris finally gave her face up.
"-Come on, I'm going to get dressed, so... could you wait a minute..."
"Huh? Are you getting dressed?
"I'll get dressed! Wearing these clothes all the time, I knew I was embarrassed...!
Waste. After Olivia said so, Krone shook her neck vertically and agreed.
"Because of this, why don't you and Olivia wear it?"
"Oh, that's good. It's a prototype, something you won't know until you try it on."
Chris lost his chance to get dressed.
And in a few minutes, three people in the same uniform will be standing in Chris' room.
What the hell is going on? I don't understand this situation.
Chris watched as he fell in love and the two of them undressed and dressed.
Oh, we both have good style......
I don't know how many times I've whined inside, but I only remember that I was in love.
If you look at what you want,
"Even Chris isn't very pretty"
And it's the end of what Olivia tells me with a bitter laugh.
"- Well, Master Olivia. You look great."
"Hehe, thanks. Mr. Krone is so cute and lovely."
The two of us are done dressing and moving forward in front of the mirror that Chris was using until just now.
In a way, the sight of paradise is spreading through the room.
Let's get started.
"... Huh?
"Yeah, I also have makeup tools, so I was just fine"
"Cosmetic tools......?
Olivia is good, Chris is bad, Krone is good, Chris is bad.
She stunned between them, unable to guess what they were talking about.
"Chris, come here for a second"
That's what they say, Chris, who gets up without a doubt.
"Oh, and can Mr. Chris sit in his chair?
Continue, Chris sitting honestly in a nearby chair.
Due to prolonged shame and other reasons, the loss of thinking ability was remarkable.
"I sat... what is it?
"Mr. Krone, may I ask you for makeup because I wear my hair?
"Yes, leave it to me"
"Master Olivia? Well, what do you do..."
Then Olivia answers with pleasure.
On the other hand, Krone also began spreading her cosmetic tools in a fun way.
"Hmm and I'll make you cute."
"Yeah, leave it to us."
- And he said it.
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Ain was working at his desk in his room.
It's going to be a long day, so I'm asking Martha to make sure she doesn't eat in her room.
You're hungry. By the time it would be time for the meal to be carried, Ain rubbed his stomach.
- Conn, conn.
"Yes, go ahead -"
As I thought, it was a good time.
Ain smiles and answers the knock.
Then the door opens, making the sound of a dish called kachakacha, and the wagon is pushed into it.
"Sorry, can I have it carried to my desk today? I haven't finished my work yet, so I'll have it while I work."
"Yes......!
Is that it? Ein wondered.
I have not yet ascertained which payroll came because I worked in writing.
However, there were no verses in the answered voice of service that came to mind.
I mean, was there a service for this voice? That's the question.
I don't feel like the voice of someone I know well.
"Duh, go ahead - duh!
That's what she said and put a meal on Ain's desk.
Finally, Ain notices. Her voice is a good acquaintance.
"That was Chris. What's the matter with you? The first time I bring a meal... and..."
When I looked up, there was Chris' face that I should have been used to seeing.
Oh, you must have been used to seeing it. But, hey, not today.
"... Chris?
"Yes! It's me......!
Definitely Chris.
The attitude that's going to shake this tail is definitely Chris.
A woman who has also sworn and done Elf vows within a body important to Ain.
- There is an assumption.
Still, Ain had different feelings.
From the side, you can see how he is at a glance.
……
I look at her half open with a sloppy mouth.
I was in love.
I saw her differently and fell in love with a new charm.
- Um...
"Ha... yes! What is it!
The long blonde hair is loosely curled and glossy.
Katyusha on the top of her head enhances her cuteness.
Usually she thins her makeup.
I still get a lot of complaints from the same sex because it was too appealing.
Even today, with natural makeup, thinly painted cheeks, etc. are impressive, revealing a new appeal.
Lips also moisturize in pink, looking up at the tung.
The only way to stir up desire is to attract enough.
Long eyelashes could be seen even sitting, unusual, wrapped around a sweet smell like honey.
Finally, it's a rare outfit for her.
Good style suits her well enough to be perfect.
Her overall view, seen at a distance of only a few dozen centimeters, did not stop taking Ain's gaze.
"I have a heap of things to say, but the most I thought -"
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"Ah, Chris. How'd it go?
"Welcome home, Mr. Chris"
It was a little while after I carried the meal, and I went back to the two of them who were in Chris's private room.
The cheeks are the reddest stained today, and the eyes are thin and moist.
"Dear Olivia... Mr. Krone... Ugh... heh...!
Then, all of a sudden, she burst into tears.
Failed? That can't happen. Whatever it is, it's Ain.
When they rush closer to Chris, they ask her to weep.
"What's wrong, Chris? What happened?
"Yes, have a handkerchief. Your makeup is broken."
"Ah... thank you..."
Gradually, the tears rule the momentum, creating room in her face as well.
Phew, phew. After several breaths, he finally spoke out about what had happened.
"A lot, a lot...... you got a compliment!
The look on Chris's face I said with sincere pleasure.
It was so full of charm that even Olivia and Krone would fall in love.
Even the tears flowing out seemed like jewels, it was such a Chris glow.