When She Becomes a Witch

A witch said:

The dress always speaks to the wearer witch. And they tell different stories.

Then what does a dress made of Friendzen (Yutin) in this imperial kingdom (Sumeri Miku) tell you?

After school the day the exam was announced, Aoshiro was taking Chloe's measurements in a classroom.

She still doesn't blush or anything like that when she is heavily curled in thin underwear (Schmeez). I also think it's like a doll.

"Measurement, done."

Chloe began wearing her uniform on the spot as Aoi told her as she wrote down the measured numbers on her notebook.

... I wonder if there's any more shame or anything like that, no matter how much?

Or is this what it looks like in foreign countries?

No, you're not. But Riordo's place was always blurry that it was hard. Other Alstromerian boys students in boarding houses said the same thing.

I guess that means only our own pair are 'like this'. I appreciate the lack of slightness as a pair of men and women......

- Even the same woman, that's a big difference from him.

Huh, it reminds me of the old days, and Aoi sighs lightly.

That's... that's over. He is the one who has truncated himself.

Aoshiro takes out a notebook with a number of measurements on it, and takes out a white note for the design idea. That's the note Chloe gave me for my birthday.

Turning the page in turn, it depicts various dresses that were once popular in Europe.

A medieval dress featuring a large hat.

Renaissance style dress, like Her Majesty the Queen of Portraits.

Gorgeous, Rococo dress.

Lovely and clear, Empire dress.

A crinoline dress, containing literal dangers in its beauty.

Then, a basle dress with big, swollen hips, popular in the days of the industrial revolution.

"Chloe, we're going with a basle style dress this time."

"Okay, I'll wear any dress."

Chloe Neulai replied powerfully so, wearing a small cloak of uniform.

This time, as I use that ancient city of Tomizen to make dresses, I have an excluded design first.

It was a robe à la Frances or a dress called Polonaise or Langleys. These dresses have skirts that are 'front open'.

When that happens, it's a waste of a Friendship Zen pattern. That excludes those designs.

The next exclusion was Schmeez dresses or their genealogy, Empire dresses.

neatly designed dresses, arguably heretical in European clothing history.

It's too simple to make in these dresses, and now you lose out on the gorgeous pattern of your friend Zen.

Hence, they are also excluded.

When I thought about it this way, there were surprisingly few designs that the royal kingdom of Friends Zen could bring to life.

After worrying, Aoshiro chose Basle Dress. That, too, is a design for night clubs, not for day.

The basle dress features a drape that folds the cloth luxuriously, but on the front, you don't dare to use the drape to show the Yuzen pattern.

Show Chloe the design painting, and explain so.

"I see. Night club clothes. So, which one of those trinkets?

"There are not so many small items that can be matched to night club clothes. Fans, little handbacks, gloves, shawl-like. I fanned it easily this time. I've already made it several times, so I'm used to it."

Aoshiro turns the page and shows the fan design.

It is a fan that draws on the pattern of Yuzen. This kind of lace is a classic, but this time, it means that it is very royal (Smeramikuni) style.

Remove the Friendzen antimatter taken from my parents' house and spread it over the work desk.

As always there, a small imperial kingdom is depicted.

Clear water. Beautiful birds. Adorable flowers. Plus, rich greens.

This is the world Aoi took for granted.

At an early age, I took those for granted wherever I went. But no, there are places in the world full of sand, and deeper greenery. They say there are countries full of high rocky mountains and towns floating on the water.

Staring at Yuzen, Chloe inadvertently asked.

"I wonder what Smeramikuni is like in Aoshiro's hometown"

Unexpectedly, I glance into her eyes. Beautiful deep green.

"... right, we're surrounded by the ocean first. There are four seasons and long rains like today...... there are rainy seasons. There are mountains and lots of rivers flowing. There's a lake, there's a forest. There are as many trees growing. For a long time, the buildings were all wooden. Now there's more European architecture in urban areas."

"It's a place rich in nature."

"Right. Maybe you're blessed in that sense. It feels like humans live in that rich natural gap."

"That's kind of a strange place."

"Strange, maybe"

Aoshiro laughed bitterly.

I had heard that the long-clad imperial kingdom seemed to have many strange things to say, both from Europe and from the world, but I did not expect it to be said directly from the front.

"Hey, how did Souzillow get to the Alstromerian School?

"To learn."

I returned the answer to this question almost reflexively.

Aoi Scarlet came to school to learn technology.

"Anyway, I wanted to learn the best technology in the world, in the best places in the world."

"Oh well."

Chloe doesn't realize the great advantage of being able to learn at the Alstromerian School and living in Atlantis.

"The local Chloe wouldn't know."

Unexpectedly, it became such a stout way of saying it.

But the person I was told about doesn't really care about the wind either.

"Because me and Souzillo are different.... so I don't know what I don't know."

That was too much of a word.

She is a resident of Atlantis, and she is an international student from the imperial kingdom. Different things are different. Assuming they said they'd find out halfway through, they didn't end up.

"Right."

Take one deep breath. Two. Mitsu.

Then Aoshiro loses his friend Zen.

... What the hell does this cloth tell Chloe, made in the ancient capital of the Imperial kingdom, and through the United States, that crosses to Atlantis and is tailored to English-style design?

Aoshiro had a fluffy head due to lack of sleep and thought so.