When She Becomes a Witch
Boys and girls
This is a time when the whole school will be busy for the coming school festival.
The Western Literature Faculty, to which Aoshiro belonged, was also being pursued in preparation for the Book Cafe.
Today, Aoshiro and the others are doing that bookcafe clerk uniform - that is, the work of fixing maid clothes.
Basically, I use things from last year around, but after a year even the same ones are damaged everywhere, so I fix that, or fix the size because the wearer is getting bigger everywhere.
Others tease the design a little to suit the wearer. Even so, with the dedication of sartorial science students, it will largely be fixed.
"... Ugh..."
"Time to give up, Twill"
"Even if they say so..."
"And then it's time to stop sifting into small pieces and take measurements around your chest"
"Oh, even if they say so -!!
Twill is shuddering earlier to see if it's embarrassing to have a tape ruler wrapped around his chest and hips. I can't take proper measurements because of it. Even when it comes to measurements, I don't think I have to be so shy because I'm over my clothes.
"Ha, there are some embarrassments...... why Senior Soujiro, the maid's clothes. Besides, why are you even wearing makeup and your hair is chipped......!
Twill was right, Aoi was in made-up clothes now.
I haven't changed my physique much since last year, so I minimally change my maid's clothes. I'm just going to take the frills off the chest area this year and swell them up fluffy with a gazer. This is just a little more grown-up.
"Well, I don't even have a costume to match."
"... Ugh... Senior Soujiro, I don't feel like looking good"
Are you praised or are you being framed? In the meantime, I decided to think it was the former.
"Mr. Souzillow. Twill, I'm done with your measurements......?
Likewise, Aurelia, wrapped around last year's maid clothes, brings some maid clothes closer to her hand.
"Well, more or less."
"Uh... well done... Twill I brought some that seem to fit your size... I thought it might be a good idea to get some hands on this because this one feels a little too much, or maybe it's plain..."
Usually spreads made-up clothes on a desk with a pile of books, and thinks which suits juniors.
"Twill, which one do you want"
"... Um, be as plain as possible and skirt length as long as possible"
"Mr. Twill...... that's no good. I'll do my best to be cute because of it. The school festival is a festival, so I'm going to do everything I can to make it cute and enjoy it..."
I thought Aurelia had expressed her opinion, but the momentum slows down because it lit up at the end of the word.
"Well, that's the thing. We'll make Twill cute to enjoy the school festival to the best of our ability and to make Twill enjoy the school festival to the best of our ability."
He then managed to change the shy twill into made-up clothes this way.
Twills in pretentious maid clothes are adorable.
The state of a simple black piece without an apron was also like some lady or something.
"Does it look good on you?
"Oh, I think I look great."
"Really..."
Looks like a maid of honor with a pretty small size, a pretty short hem even when worn by a small twill, and a full look at her cuddly ankle, but that's good again. Small work such as using lace on the hem seemed unnecessary.
"I'm just a little glad you said you look alike... you know, I'm, really, a girl... so"
With a small voice that can only be heard by Aoshiro, Twill begins to confess the fact.
"Right. Well, I thought you would."
Don't you dare reply like that.
"Why, don't you ask?
"If Twill wants to say it, I'll ask."
She let her gaze wander just a little to show how hesitant she was, and then she started talking pompous.
"I'm from a clan entrusted with making royal clothes.... Well, it wasn't really a men's uniform, it was supposed to go to school in a women's uniform. But... just before school, a coup by the military was discovered in my country..."
"Well... isn't it important?"
"Yeah, it was important. Fortunately, they were able to contain it before it ran. So, um, we're royalty... so maybe it's dangerous for me, too, so I was wearing men's clothes in my eyes. Because only women are allowed to make magic dresses in our clan."
Sometimes when it comes to making a royal magic curse outfit (Magic Dress), it touches the bodies of the queens and princesses, so it seems that from the outset we should make it just for women.
"Hey, Twill."
Aoi shrugged as he put an apron on the flutter and twill.
"If that's the case, do you turn back?
"... no, the"
For some reason, she hesitated to reply. I was so ashamed of my maid clothes, and if I might be in danger, I thought I'd go backwards with two replies.
"... I'd like to be a bookcafe maid with Senior Souzillo, me"
Kiku, tied the waist bow of the twill apron, and Soujiro grabbed her shoulders gently.
"Oh, Senior Soujiro?!
"... thanks, Twill. But if there's anything dangerous, it's like saying it right away."
That's what I say, hands off her shoulders.... very luxurious, with thin shoulders.
"Yes, of course!
And, at that time, the door to the room was knocked.
I say, "Go ahead," wondering if Aurelia was there for you.
What opened the door and came in was bright green hair that I was totally used to seeing.
"Heard the Souzillows were dressed as maids."
Chloe Neulai laughed and let her wave small.
"Souzillow and Twill, they're both adorable after all!
Well, and with a gorgeous scream, Chloe is looking at them and calling them cute cuties.
"Thank you."
"... hello"
As Aoshiro, I am somewhat used to it, but the twill trembled with restlessness and fright, grabbing the edge of the apron.
"True, I'm sure if I were a man, I wouldn't be left alone."
"You."
"If Chloe was a boy, she'd look great"
Aurelia, who was back at some point, makes a farcical and silly statement.
But if Chloe is a man...... tall, he'll look great, he's got pretty good grades, and he's here to take care of him, he could indeed be a pretty good boy.
"So, if you think of me as a girl, Souzillo, you look great."
"" Why does that happen!!
I'm sure Aurelia made such a stupid statement because it's spring now, too.
Spring is pompous and cheerful, letting people loosen the screws on their heads.
Yes, I'm sure you do.