Me and Celia are escorting Mr. Orfina.

Right now, we were in a clothes store in town. This is one of the most famous clothing shops in the world.

Here, Mr. Orfina chooses clothes against Sona for a few hours. Finally, the end of it was about to come.

"Well, that's about it"

"Sister, aren't you choosing too much?

"It's only about ten, isn't it?

"... well, fine"

In the end, Mr. Orfina had chosen to wear about ten clothes.

It's all Sona's clothes.

However, Mr. Orfina can't come over here many times, so he might have no choice.

Whatever it is, I'm finally going to be able to leave the clothes store.

This garment store is somewhat feminine, so I can't say it's very comfortable.

"Well, this is good for Sona"

"Yep..."

"Now, let's move on."

When I thought so, Mr. Orfina said that.

That word makes me uncomfortable. Sona, I wonder what that means.

But I notice. On second thought, Mr. Orfina hasn't chosen his own clothes.

Then it would naturally still take some time.

"Alma, okay?

"Is that me? Okay."

"Yeah?"

But it was Mr. Alma, the butler, who Mr. Orfina spoke to.

What does this mean? You shouldn't have to call a butler to pick your own clothes.

Maybe Alma is choosing Mr. Orfina's clothes or something?

Then I feel convinced.

"Alma might like this."

"Thank you. We'll try it on soon."

"Hmm?

But my expectations were off.

Because Mr. Orfina chose Mr. Alma's clothes.

My husband would pick the butler's clothes and other funny stories.

"Mr. Slade, what's wrong?

"Huh?"

"From earlier on, you look strange... so does Celia"

Mr. Orfina called out to me like that.

Apparently, he felt me look surprised.

Besides, Celia seemed to look like that too. Probably the same reason I did.

"Yes, no, I wonder why Mr. Orfina is choosing Alma's clothes..."

"So am I."

"Oh, is that so"

As expected, Celia gave me a whole bunch of my thoughts because she had the same opinion.

In contrast, Mr. Orfina nods as he is convinced.

"To me, Alma and Shalol are just as important people as Sona. That's why I want to choose my clothes."

"Oh really..."

"I see..."

Apparently, for Mr. Orfina, Mr. Alma and Mr. Shalol are important beings.

He said he'd been with me since I was a kid, so I guess he's pretty close. Faraes and Cretta have such a relationship, too, so we don't know.

"That means..."

"From here, we choose Alma and Shalol clothes"

In Mr. Orfina's words, I understand.

That it's still going to take a long time.

"Well, then, Alma, try it on"

"Yes."

So, Mr. Alma, who's been waiting, moves out.

Grab the clothes you received from Mr. Orfina and try to head to the fitting room.

But I get uncomfortable with the way it is.

Because what Mr. Alma obviously has is clothing for women.

"Mr. Slade, could you put some on?

"Huh?"

"I'd like you to come into the fitting room with me."

"What?"

Mr. Alma called out to me thinking about it.

I have no idea what that intent is.

Why do you need me in the fitting room with you?

"In the meantime, will you come about without saying anything?

"Yes..."

But Mr. Orfina's butler isn't going to do anything weird.

With that in mind, for now, I'm going into the fitting room.

"Well..."

Mr. Alma closes the curtain and faces me.

It's in a small fitting room, so I can see its face well. Even I look so nervous in a man's face. Long eyelashes, too.

"Mr. Slade is probably mistaken that there is"

"Mistake......?

"Yes, I think this is the quickest way to solve it."

"Huh?"

So, Mr. Alma took my hand.

Keep guiding my hand into my own clothes.

And my hand grabs something soft.

"Become..."

"Now, did you understand?

"No way......"

What I'm touching is obviously a woman's breast.

Not that big, but I'm pretty sure this feeling.

"Female?"

"Yes."

Apparently, Mr. Alma is a woman.

With the butler's outfit and his face, I thought he was a man, but it seemed different.

"But how's that for you?

"There are a lot of circumstances to this…"

"I see..."

Mr. Alma slowly lowers my hand.

I was surprised by a lot of things, but it did seem to be a misunderstanding. I'm sorry about that.

I just have one thought.

"But shouldn't you have told me normally, even if it wasn't this way?

Ms. Alma should have been able to prove herself to be a woman without having to rely on anything like this.

Specifically, you just have to say it normally. That would convince me normally, too.

Originally, as much as I thought it looked like Faraes, so if they told me it was a woman, I would have believed it right away. Even now, I am so convinced that that's what Mr. Alma's gaze was about in his ass.

"Yes, but this is the best way to convince me"

"But I can't believe I let you touch my chest..."

But, Mr. Alma, I hear this is fine.

Can I rub my chest so lightly?

"Mr. Slade will be fine."

"Huh?"

"Because you owe me so much."

Apparently, Mr. Alma has forgiven me for that.

Is it possible that you are saying that you helped Sona or had sisters friends?

I'm surprised you even let that happen for that reason alone. I guess that's all you mean is that you care about your husband.

"Well, then, thank you"

"Thank you?

"Well, for once..."

In the meantime, I decided to thank you.

They let me touch my chest, so I thought it would be a good idea to say so.

"I see, Mr. Slade is an interesting man inside"

"Really...... in the meantime, shall we leave already?

"Oh, right. I'm sorry. I suddenly brought him here."

"No......"

So I got out of the fitting room.

Because I don't need to be in this space any more.

Mr. Alma has to get dressed too, so only get out early.

"Ah, Master, what were you doing?

"How did Alma get Mr. Slade into the fitting room?

"Right? What the hell were you doing?

When I came out, they asked me questions like that.

In the meantime, let's just say I answer honestly.

"No, actually, I think of Mr. Alma as a man..."

"Oh, you did..."

"Sure, Alma has a manly vibe..."

"Master, you didn't notice"

Naturally, Sona and Mr. Orfina seemed to know.

But I'm surprised you even noticed Celia. So I'm the only one Mr. Alma called?

This is how I got to know Mr. Alma's facts.

Shopping at the clothes store will still go on.