This is how I entrust Batty with making clothes, but naturally it doesn't come to fruition immediately.

It would take a lot of time to work.

In the meantime, I decide to wait and I will immerse myself in my work.

I wanted to build more houses because of the increase in the number of residents, and I want to complete kilns for ceramics that have been in production for a long time.

I don't even have a bath yet.

I heard something when I worked like that trying to get rid of all those things.

"Hey Batty, do you really need it?

"Required! essential!!"

It was the women's voice.

Looks like we're all here with Ville, Mr. Astares, Berena and Batty, starting with Prati.

"Seems" etc. is an unreliable presumptive tone, because this is the mansion, through the door.

In more detail, I was walking down the hall and I heard voices from where, and apparently the women in the room were doing something with their geese necks aligned.

I'm listening to it through a door.

I can't see, but I hear voices.

"No success without this!! It's an inevitable Victory Road!!"

Is this voice Batty?

The voice is fierce and the scene of passionate spitting seems to come to my attention.

So, what are you doing?

"Let me measure. Your..., Size!!"

Size?.

"I have been appointed a clothing clerk by the Saints!! Let me make your clothes, so to speak, a sacramental service imposed on me!! Please cooperate promptly!!"

Did I, did I give Batty so much responsibility and power?

I can't even say that we just feel it, but is it nice to be highly motivated?

"To fit perfectly in the shape of the person wearing it! That is an essential condition for good clothing!!"

"Batty's on fire -...!

My colleague Berena's voice is chilling.

"So let me measure it! Your height!!"

"Yes......!

"Let me measure! Tits! Hips! And give me the size of your butt!!"

"" "Yes!?" "

Everyone but Batty was stunned at the same time.

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... Three sizes?

Speaking of which, I hear it is particularly important for women's clothing making.

Here I was about to notice. This is how you are listening through one door to your own peril.

If safety comes first, you should leave the scene without making a sound right now.

And yet my legs didn't move.

They must not have noticed me at all.

From across the door, the glossy voice sounds adorable.

"All right, everybody! Take off your clothes for size measurement! Now! All!!"

"All!?"

"You bet! One thin-skinned error affects how complete your clothes are!

"That's why...! I'm ashamed to be bare in front of everyone......!

"What are you talking about? At Lady Prati's minute! I've already grabbed the story of facing the first saint with a lower body spoon pom!!"

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr! Don't tell me to stop. Don't remind me!!"

Some kind of maiden scream by Prati came from over one piece.

"I just wasn't familiar with how land works yet back then! Now that I'm used to living here, I'm embarrassed! I won't do it again!!"

You won't do it again......!

Kind of lonely......!

"Batty. We would frequently weigh sizes to create military uniforms and armor in the Demon Army, wouldn't we? Don't you need to weigh it again?

This is Mr. Astares' voice.

"What do you say? Are you seriously telling me that the size I weighed yesterday is the same today?

"What..., so...!?"

"The rice the saints make is very, very tasty, isn't it? Master Astares was replacing this morning's ginger grill."

"What are you trying to say, Batty!? I'm not fat! I'm not fat!?"

"So, they say it's common to get married and be happy and fat...?

"That would be your case!? Women have nothing to do with it! It shouldn't matter!

"Then you can prove it, right?

"Whatever!

Four Heavenly Kings who can be put on their men.

"You should just take your clothes off! Fine. I'll take it off! Berena! Lord Prati! You guys take it off, too! If this happens, they will die!!"

"Roll it up!?"

From across the door, I heard a shrug and a rub of clothes. And overlapping.

"Holla, take it off without guzzling. What do you think you pushed so many people into such a small room for?

And Batty is on track.

I can tell that by my voice alone.

"Wow, Master Astares, didn't you have big tits again? Married and feminine instincts inspired?

"The demons have dark skin colors, so I was wondering what color they had on that part or something, and you had that color on them."

"Such Lord Prati...!

"You're stuck."

"I'm stuck."

"That's annoying!!"

There's a twitching glossy tale...!

I know that gentlemen shouldn't be here any longer.

And yet I can't move my legs!!

"Then I'll let you measure it. Measure, measure ♪ Let's start with Master Astares ♪"

"Hih!? Don't hit my skin all of a sudden! Wouldn't it be cold and frightening!!"

"... you're getting more"

"So surprise me!!"

Mr. Astares......

Let's keep less rice this evening.

"Oh, but don't worry. The waist hasn't increased. I just got bigger tits."

"Seriously......!

"You're obviously horrible. There's more hips, by the way."

Has excessive female hormone secretion occurred in marriage?

"Lady Prati... What was before that? This touch!? It feels good!?"

"What, Lord Prati not only looks but also has a touchy touch!?"

"Wow, it's really tough! Looks like he's touching a blue fish. Is this Mermaid skin?!?"

Batty, Mr. Astales, surprise voices in the order of Berena.

"Geez! Stop it! Don't touch me! Because that's where you shouldn't touch anything but your husband -!!"

Where is it touched?

"Then I will measure.... Lady Prati has quite a boob, too. That's the princess of Mermaid Country......!

"You don't announce the numbers themselves, do you?

"It's a warrior's pity."

Do you have an accurate numerical presentation?

Well, there are advantages to not deciding exactly what the advantages and disadvantages are, and the units of length won't be the same as meters or anything, so you won't be able to grasp them if I ask.

Is that okay?

"And then there's Berena. Same as at the previous measurement. Lactation. Above."

"Colleagues! More me!!"

I mean, does Batty have a perfect record or memory of the body size of a fellow, such as Mr. Astares or Berena?

That's the clothesman's daughter.

Was I right to still entrust you with making clothes?

"Ha, crap"

Then I heard another voice from inside the room.

This voice, Ville?

"Both mermaids and demons are delighted by the light irregularities in their bodies. What difference does that level of subtlety make?

I mean, was Veil there?

I don't have a voice at all, so my presence was gone.

"Damn, a transcendent named Dragon...!

"Speaking of which, Ville. By what criteria are you in shape when you turn into a doll? If you were fat as you were, would you still be a fat person?

That question conveys signs of laughter with Veil's nose.

"It's up to you to be free to set your shape because it's by magic that dragons become human. It doesn't matter how fat you eat!

"" "" Koitz......!

I can see the hatred of all the women concentrating on Ville.

But the mightiest species continue to boast without passing through.

"I don't need to be measured because I can magically make my own clothes, but let me allow you to measure my body to show you one overwhelming difference!

Bassah! and the sound of taking off your clothes.

It can be seen that the sound alone has taken off quite luxuriously.

"You should burn it in your eyes often at last! The Grinzel Dragon Veil embodies the nudity of the woman you all want!!"

Ville's voice sounds like he's convinced of the victory...

"You're so small."

"You're small."

"Lori, in shape?

"Dragon aesthetics......! No way...!?"

Didn't seem to get much credit.

"That eh!?"

Well.

That's about it, and I left the front of the room before they noticed.