I'm also participating, but at the end of Mr. Lulu's words, I didn't hear you.

Just a little bit, just a little bit.


"Nh... what's wrong?"

Onee-chan is just like me


Suddenly, Mr. Lulu stopped. At the same time, Lulu strokes her head. I'm surprised at the way you stroke it, but I don't hate it.

Is that it? Is it jealousy?

Jealousy, you're cute.

You're gonna be pissed off lol

"Mmm! I hate comments!"


It's because of you that we're involved.

I can't forgive this!

Your Honor! Give me a verdict!

Kill me

What kind of verdict is that lol?

Somehow, Mr. Comment is messed up. It just seems a bit fun. I was a little upset, but when I looked at it, I felt like I was having fun.


Huh? I, Wa-chaa...



What's a wacha?

Don't you know? Waaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

That's why lol

It's a mess.

We walked down a narrow path to a tiny house at the corner of the road. It's a two-story house, and you can see a lot of clothes lined up through the windows.

This looks like Alice's shop.



Lulu pulled me down and went into the store.

The shop is lined with lots of clothes, as you can see from the window. I have a lot of mannequins. There are a few people who look closely at the many clothes. Are you a customer?

"That's right, Alice is doing a good job..."

"That's a bit expensive... I need to save up a little more..."

You can hear it all over the place. Alice seems to be amazing.

It's true that Alice's shop used to be frequented by people other than those who buy it.

"The impression is that the producers and the people who are serious about sewing will come."

It seems to be very helpful.

Is that what it is? I only try sewing, so I don't know.

Lulu pulled her hand back and moved on to the back of the store. There was a counter, and there was someone like a clerk. She is a long, blonde, gentle-looking sister.


Saying hello to the bamboo, Sister said with a smile.

Welcome back.

It's kind of a lonely reaction. Lulu smiled bitterly and stopped trying to say hello again.

"Nh. Ren-chan, this girl is a clerk NPC. I can only ask the minimum number of questions."

Is that so?

"That's right."

It seems so.

There are quite a few AIs used in the city, but it's pretty cluttered for the clerks.

I don't know who uses how many people. It's a simple AI that reduces capacity, isn't it?

Well, I don't have to talk to the clerk that much, so that's enough.

I'm a little lonely, but it seems I can't help it.

I'm here to see Alice.

"Yes, may I ask your name?"

"Nh. Lulu"

"Lulu-sama..." We have received confirmation. Please go in through that door. "

Lulu is having a conversation with the clerk. It looks like a natural conversation, but it seems to be almost a stereotype.

I opened the door with Lulu and went to the back room. There was also a room behind the door, and there was a staircase leading to the second floor on the immediate side.

"Up the stairs is a working room and material storage area. If you're interested, tell Alice and she might show you."


Working room. I wonder what's in it. It bothers me a little. Maybe I'll ask Alice later.

I want to see the working room too. I wonder if you could deliver it to me. "

You can't do that, can you? I'll ask you if it's a room where you can't even show it to the client. "

That's right.

The room was like the reception room I saw in the haunted house. There is a desk in the center with a sofa facing each other.

Alice sat on one of the sofas.

"Welcome, Len-chan! Lulu too!"

"Hmm. Treat it as if it were just the same." But that's fine. "


Is that a pervert?

Even Alice is subtly pulling grass.

But that's not it.

I'm not praising you.

I don't know what it is. (post)

Alice pulled her hand back and sat down on the sofa. It is a fluffy and very comfortable sofa.

Len-chan, do you want some cookies?


Orange juice or apple juice? Which is better?


In front of him was a large cup filled with cookies and plenty of orange juice. I'll have a cookie right away. It has a very light texture. I'm frightened.


I'm happy. I'm going to fuck you up. Phew.