When I Returned From Another World I Was A Silver Haired Shrine Maiden

The shopping was to go to a shopping mall in the suburbs.

It's convenient to have everything in one place, so we often use this place for all of our shopping.

My mother rides a wagon-type light car for about half an hour.

'Wow... this is the car, isn't it!

Alicia, who was to be in the car for the first time, was always tense.

'Wow... it's fast! And no shaking, quiet and comfortable! Excellent! Oh, what is that!?

Something on the road. Interested in all sorts of things, Alicia is like an elementary school student and smiles.

Usually Yuna sits in the passenger seat and I sit in the back seat, but I think Yuna is a caring sister who naturally sat in the back seat in an Alician atmosphere that can't hide the groaning.

... and try to get behind as usual without thinking about it. Yuna pointed me in the passenger seat with a chilling glance. I also don't think I'm a good brother.

"We'll call you Alicia at the store."

That's what the mother in the driver's seat declared in the car.

I just don't think you can help it because even a prominent looking me would just be evil prominent if they called me "brother" or "a few" or something.

"... this is the perfect place. Is there a market around here…… there is no such thing as a central market in the Kingdom. Wow............!

The mall that we were used to seeing seemed quite shocking to Alicia.

We pulled into an outdoor parking lot. We'll walk to the store.

Aside from the shopping purpose, I like the shopping mall itself.

It has been a long time since there have been many exciting places such as toy shops and bookstores, as well as rice eaten in Japanese restaurants.

Nature is early enough to feel like doing it, but all of a sudden Yuna lost it.

"Hey, Alicia. I don't walk with that big of a crotch... I can see my pants."

Panicking over Yuna's point, I hold the back of my miniskirt and stop.

What I'm wearing right now was a mini skirt that was too long for underwear to hide. The way I've been walking, they're going to walk with Alicia's pants exposed.

"You walk assuming you're pinching things between your thighs. That way you'll naturally see how feminine you walk."

I'll follow Mother's advice and walk.

... It's kind of very hard to walk.

"... ha, why are you even wearing a mini skirt with this in mind?"

I accidentally get stupidity with my sigh.

"Well, it's decided because you're cute."

And, Yuna. Mother supplements it.

"Of course there is, but it is also important to be aware of what is being seen. When you're as cute as Alicia, you naturally gather someone else's gaze. So if you're not aware of that, you'll be exposed."

I do feel like I know what my mother is saying.

Ever since I became this body, I've been able to be seen around everywhere I went. Basically, it was like when I was a man who had nothing to worry about.

"You can't be alarmed when you're wearing a mini skirt, can you? So that nervousness will make you naturally and girly."

Nothing. I don't want to wear what I do like a girl...... I walk in my mind determined to buy pants.

"……… It's okay, aren't you punchy?

I wonder and ask Yuna.

I hate it when strangers look at Alicia's pants. Besides, I'm sorry that Alicia seems like a fine, punchy daughter.

"It's okay, because if you're not alarmed, you don't look that way... good luck, Alicia"

My gaze hurts around that I didn't feel when I was a few people. I would like to think that it is because of this appearance that gets my attention, not because I am punchy.

"Well, shall we go and buy it from underwear first?"

"Huh..."

The first person I was brought to was the underwear store. It's not a lingerie store, it's a supermarket clothing store in a shopping mall.

Light shades of female underwear for the school line up in front of her.

It's a poisonous sight for a high school boy to be honest with, and I couldn't look straight at them.

"……… What are you ashamed of?"

Yuna talks to me with a teasing tone.

"I don't care if you say so…………"

I look terribly at my grandiosely decorated underwear. Those are simple but one point or pattern claims cuteness and makes me feel guilty like I'm peeking into a girl's secrets.

'Is this all underwear…… I'm really just surprised by this country……'

Alicia couldn't seem to hide her surprise in her colorful underwear.

"Well, let's have the clerk take a sizing first"

Yuna called the clerk after saying so. She was a young sister.

"Hey..."

I moved to the fitting room as I was told. I get confused when I'm left alone with my sister in the fitting room.

"Ma'am...... could it have been good in Japanese?

"It's Japanese Tajibu!

I bit it.

"Is this your first time buying a bra?

"Ha, ha!

Seeing how I was like that, your sister grinned.

"It's okay, you don't have to be so nervous. Leave it to your sister."

I was nervous for another reason. I get really nervous about snuggling in a small space with my beautiful sister and being alone. Is it perfume... it smells really good.

"So, take it off?

"Ha, ha......!

Relax. There's no point in being weird.

I take off my pink jacket and hang it on my hanger. Then I try to put my hand on the blouse button... the woman doesn't come off well on her own.

"You'll be fine from the top of your blouse."

That's what they said, and I stopped in a hurry.

"Then I'll measure it."

My sister with the measure tried to cover me and turned her hand around my back. I wait to stiffen my body. Besides the perfume, I can smell the shampoo from my sister's hair and it makes me lose my head.

They did, but they measured it a few times as they did, but the numbers didn't come into my head... and Yuna, who was letting me peek in my face from the curtain, was listening to me, so maybe I'll be fine.

'… already, Mr. Ikto. It's too nosy.'

The size taught is two first letters of the alphabet.

Very, very discreet size.

... Looking forward to the future, yeah.

By the way, when I asked Yuna about her size, she said it was her fourth letter... you got splendid, sister.

Then we actually pick things out, but basically we throw them round to Yuna and her mother. I will try the two of them on in the fitting room... but I saw them because they were soggy.

I don't know how to wear a bra.

Whatever I was doing, Yuna came into the fitting room and taught me how to attach my chest by hand. Yuna tells me seriously without tearing it up, but I was so upset that my dignity as a brother was shattered with disappointment.

When I finish dressing and see myself in the mirror, I see a clear Alicia figure there with a white bra that is simple but modestly decorated with lace, and I look a little grown up and thrilled.

The impression would be stronger if we paired the shorts of a set that is now at our feet.

'... this is the underwear of this world, isn't it? Beautiful...'

"Sounds just right! I'll bring some in this size."

I then tried on what Yuna and her mother brought me and ended up putting three sets in the basket in the top and bottom sets.

Then, for everyday use, I bought a few halftops and sports bras, about three sets of shorts sold in triplicate, and then I also bought camisoles and socks here.

Even though I had no choice but to align them from scratch, I got a lot more. I feel sorry to see the amount displayed on the register.

Next was clothes. I personally thought it would be nice to have some pants and a T-shirt, as Yuna and her mother seemed to have a completely different idea.

As a result, for hours we had to ladder the stores in the specialty shopping district and were made into scattered dressing dolls.

Alicia seemed happy, but I was filled with the desire to finish soon. Looks like I bought a few things, but I'm not sure I gave up thinking just to wear the stuff that was sent out.

I honestly get horrible considering the amount that was on the price tag.

I was glad that I managed to get them to buy a T-shirt and pants that I normally wear... although I was quite reluctant with the two of them.

Finally, I bought a pair of sandals called sneakers, loafers, and mules at the shoe store, and the shopping came to a close.

…… tired.