28 28 Stories Empty Dress

"Pawn."

As soon as I entered Clan Clan, a friend message flew in from Mina.

"Angel, where are you now?

"George's Shop"

This is where I logged out.

"Is it George's shop again......"

'Uh, yeah. This is where you logged out?

"Speaking of which, you did."

"Yeah, yeah."

"Angel, would you like to play with me?

"Mm-hmm."

I haven't decided what to do and what to do yet.

: Minazuki has applied for PT:

: Trustee or Reject:

When I was lost, my application flew in with or without this one.

Well, there's no reason to say no, and let's go.

Press Accept to join Mina's PT.

Still, I didn't know you'd be flying a friend message as soon as I logged in, did you even check your friends list out loud?

"I'll be on my way."

"Oh, on purpose, thank you ~"

Too much thought.

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"Ha-ha."

After a while, I saw a blonde girl running hard on a stone road.

I kind of feel a little guilty that I bothered to move you this way.

"Minor."

I shake my hand and get close to her.

Mina also runs with a smile as she lets her breath out, waving her right hand full.

"Ten, and mah."

"Sorry for taking the time."

"No, no"

After rendezvous, Mina was exhaling roughly for a while, but when her breathing settled, she patted the hem of her coat of law and fixed the clothes mess.

Women's power......

"Phew, speaking of angels"

Well, what shall we do now?

"What?"

"Looking forward to the Fairy Ball."

Mina, fluttering with a grin like the original of a warm yang, seemed excited from the bottom of her heart.

Girls these days, they're straight.

I guess I'll enjoy the ball to some extent, too, without being too hard to think about.

That was the smile that bothered me.

"Yeah, yeah. Looking forward to it."

"Yes, angelic. Why don't you try that dress on?"

"A dress is the one Mr. Misora gave you?

"That's right."

My chest swells with anticipation, and Mina stares at this one with her sparkling eyes...... dazzling.

"Uh... here's the..."

There are also eyes.

More importantly, I have never worn women's clothes or anything like this at birth.

It's a matter of my dignity as a man.

"Also, is this George's shop?"

Mina subtly wrinkles her eyebrows.

"But I also like the fact that angels are shy."

That said, Mina clasped my hand and opened George's door.

Oh, hey.

I haven't said a word about wearing it...

Sometimes, girls are forceful.

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"The angel has become a goddess..."

"Shh, shh, shh, shh."

The dress I got from Mr. Mithola, "Dancing in the Sky (Rondo)", was forced to wear half the time, and when I revealed the appearance, they trounced and praised me with their expression.

"Gosh, it's time to take it off"

This gear is definitely the finest I have.

Especially when it comes to Magic Defense status.

But, but.

Embarrassing.

"What are you talking about! Angels."

"Well, well, well, well. ♪ More to us, let's see... ♪

"You don't have to see Mr. George."

Mina has an eye crush on George at the speed of divine speed.

"Guho Watts!?

Sounds painful, but not now.

The hem of the skirt is not short, nor is the shoulder or chest boldly open. Highly exposed equipment cannot be described as (also) at all.

But, but.

I look at myself in the mirror and I look at myself in a pretentious dress.

It was exactly Lolita.

"Take it off already..."

"Angels!?

Mina tried to grab my hand, so I freaked out.

I tried to do a backstep and Sole woke up.

Fluffy.

Fluffy bodies floated through the universe, hitting George's store ceiling with his head as it was.

"Wow."

"What, the angel flew?

"Ho ho ho ho ho!? My eyes are dangling."

And then slowly back to the ground, really slowly.

"Hey, what's this?"

Is this also the effect of "Dancing in the Sky (Rondo)"?

Hurry up and check each item.

SPECIAL EFFECT: The gravity applied to the equipper becomes one sixth.

Speaking of which, there was. That seems to explain it.

I would walk normally to try it, but still float about 10 to 40 cm fluffy and repeat slowly landing.

"Wow......"

Driven by the urge to go outside wearing this and jump as far as you want into the sky.

"Angel, that's..."

"Yeah, sounds like the effect of this dress"

"Wow..."

Next to the touching Mina, George, who finally stopped groaning, looks at this one with a fitting mark.

I'll try it, step in gently and float for about a meter.

Keep going, twirl - let yourself twirl and spin.

Let the triple accelerator flutter and decide slowly, like you do with figure skating.

Skirt hem is fuzzy and shameful.

Seeing it, George looked seriously at my magnificent appearance and raised his joy.

"KYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!?

Once again, Mina blinds her eyes to Okama.

The second half was a screaming roar.

Mina, see.

Speaking of which, what would Mina do with a dress or something?

"Mina has equipment like a dress or something?

"No? You don't have it, do you?

"So you're going to the ball as it is?

"Yes, I am a priest with an angel."

Oh, I knew that was the setting.

But I see.

I look at Mina from top to bottom.

The white, blue and yellow based cleric coat exuded the blonde girl's depths and did look good on her.

Rin stands behind her still immature appearance.

But, but.

There's no way I'm not taking advantage of this material.

White, clear skin color.

Blonde eyeballs.

An unusual look.

I'm the only one wearing a dress who gets humiliated going to a ball.

Never, never, I'm not saying it because I have a grumpy (fluttering) feeling that I want to see Mina's adorable dress. Never.

"Mina, why don't you wear a dress and join the ball?"

Garlic.

"Eh."

'Cause I guess I'm the only one who's lonely.

Special, superior.

"Eh. I can't believe I'm dressed alongside an angel..."

I dyed my face really bright red and awkward mina.

"That's good. Let's wear it together."

"If the angel were to say..."

Mojo and Shame Mina. Lovely.

"If that's the case, I'll have to buy a dress."

"Yes."

"... but how do you get a dress?

Ask yourself, the wolf finally reacts after a second resurrection from Mina's eye crush.

"... a mercenary (player) who is improving her sewing skills and color skills should make it."

"I see."

"Wow, some of them sell to city gear stores."

George looks at me and says.

"I don't think they sell dresses to gear stores that match angel cumbers. Wow."

"Wow, I can just go to the ball with the angel, be, be enough"

I see.

You see that when I'm wearing a fine dress, and Mina next door looks pathetic in a dress that anyone seems to be wearing, it puts me to shame?

That's right, Okama. Nice advice.

Sometimes I just have a maiden heart.

"Can I ask the seamstress to be bespoke... but I don't have a mercenary (player) I know who has that kind of sewing skills."

Let's start with the artisan hunt, huh?

"Oh? If it's okay with my introduction, I'll...

George God.

Seriously, goddess!

"George, introduce me if you like."

"Fine. Fine. I had that human make it, too."

I'm surprised what George said.

Fast forward to action!

"What, did you already have it made?

"also... of... Ron"

Color black octopus that beeps both eye winks.

"Ref. In my dress, let me see... ah, ha, ha, ha."

Mina crushes her eyes at an unspeakable rate the moment George decides to pose.

"Fugaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

Color black fine macho punch perm, thick cosmetic okama dress or something too tight.

Good job, Mina.

"Hey, hey, George, introduce me to the seamstress, please."

Forgive me, George.

Leaving a stuffy (or painful) wolf on the floor, I imagine what kind of person a human is with improved sewing skills.

Excitedly, it made me think of a mercenary (player) I haven't seen yet.