Chapter 15
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Chapter 15: Maid Outfits Are Best With Long Skirts And Lace-Up Boots II
Seeing it up close made the situation even more overwhelming. Thinking that all these clothes were prepared for me didn’t make me happy at all. After all, they were all girls’ clothes.
On the other side of the outfits, Bakuya-san was waiting, still eagerly beckoning me. There was absolutely no chance of escaping.
“This looks tough.”
I wasn’t lying about my decision to help Rei-sama, but wasn’t there a better way to go about it? I tried to think with my not-so-bright mind, but no good solutions came to me. Bakuya-san was standing in front of an impromptu fitting room, made with just a simple curtain, waiting for my arrival. Is she enjoying this too?
“Thank you for your help.”
I put my school bag down and gave Bakuya-san a slight bow. She seemed surprised, bringing her hand to her mouth.
“I’m surprised at how cooperative you are.”
“Well, regardless of the details, I want to support Rei-sama as she chases her dreams.”
“You’re so kind, Nao-sama.”
I think it’s ridiculous to be called kind after being semi-kidnapped. If she really thought I was kind, she’d let me go. But reality is harsh, and I was about to be forced to wear one of these outfits.
“Now, which one should we start with?”
“I’ll leave it to you.”
There wasn’t a single outfit I wanted to wear. I can’t even figure out what suits me when shopping for men’s clothes at a regular store, so there’s no way I could choose from this. Besides, I don’t really know Rei-sama’s preferences either.
Rei-sama, meanwhile, was standing in front of the camera, consulting with Kanshou-san. From the way they were pointing at the lights, they seemed to be discussing how to adjust the lighting.
I couldn’t tell if that was something worth being so particular about, but weren’t we supposed to be here to practice drawing? Anyway, I could at least tell they were serious, so that was enough for now.
“I can’t do things like that, so I kind of admire it.”
“Is that so?”
Bakuya-san’s curt reply sounded somewhat pleased. But more concerning than that was the fact that she had wrapped her arms around my body.
“What are you doing?”
“Even though we got your measurements during the previous assessment, I thought I’d take more accurate measurements now.”
She was crouched down, hugging my waist, holding a measuring tape. She quickly wrapped it around my waist, read the numbers, and jotted them down.
“There doesn’t seem to be any change.”
“Yeah, I haven’t changed at all.”
Even though I’m supposed to be in a growth spurt, there’s no sign of my body growing, either vertically or horizontally. I still believe I’ll grow eventually, but for now, there’s no sign of it. But hey, some of my classmates who had been shorter than me
suddenly grew taller after long vacations, so no one knows when the growth will come.
“Nao, haven’t you changed yet? Hurry up!”
“Y-yes!”
Rei-sama looked over at me, shouting for me to get dressed. Even though I was told to change, I hadn’t even picked an outfit yet, nor did I want to pick one.
“Bakuya-san, which one should I wear?”
I decided to ask the person nearby who seemed to understand Rei-sama’s tastes.
“Let’s see. How about this one?”
Without hesitation, Bakuya-san handed me an outfit.
“A maid outfit? Really?”
“Yes. In my opinion, it would suit Nao-sama the best.”
I think Haruka-nee said something similar before. She said that frills and lace suit me best. I’ve been dressed up in outfits like that many times and seen myself in the mirror, but I never felt like it suited me.
Behind the curtain, I put on the dress I’d wear underneath, then had Bakuya-san help me with the rest. How is someone supposed to put this on by themselves when the zipper is in the back?
I could reach it if I stretched, but it’s still a hassle.
Leaving the rest to Bakuya-san, she dressed me up layer by layer. To me, this maid outfit felt similar to the gothic lolita dress I wore the other day, but apparently, they’re different. It seems there are various types of maid outfits, and their styles vary by era and region.
“It feels… heavy.”
The outfit itself wasn’t much different, but the boots were a problem. Haruka-nee didn’t seem to care much about shoes, always wearing flats, but Rei-sama was adamant about this, so I struggled to tie up the long laces of the boots. Once I stood up, the world looked slightly different, with my higher line of sight and the unsteady footing.
“You’re wearing layers. I thought Nao-sama would be used to this by now.”
“Maybe it’s because of the poor balance.”
I practiced kendo, so I should have decent balance, but the thick-soled boots made me feel disconnected from the ground, making it hard to stand properly. I walked unsteadily toward the studio, feeling like I was floating.
“Nao, hurry up and strike a pose!”
“But I don’t have the time to focus on that!”
These boots definitely feel higher than regular ones.
“Ugh, why are you like this, Nao?”
“Because I’m a boy who’s not into cross-dressing!”
I snapped back at Rei-sama, who was starting to get irritated.
“What?”
Ah, I feel like I’ve just crossed a line.
“Perfect timing. A love scene is essential. Kanshou, kiss Nao for me.”
“Wait, what!?”