While Killing Slimes for 300 Years, I Became the MAX Level Unknowingly

And later. I ordered some service clothes from the tailor for Flattorte and had them ready.

"Something's cramped overall..."

Flattorte looked less fun, waving her tail left or right, but it's a matter of another dimension whether she looks good or not.

Looks great on you.

"Mr. Flattorte, you're so cute!

"There is harmony. They think there's a gold ratio somewhere."

Farfa and Sharsha's two daughters were the first to praise them. These two give their opinions frankly, so if they say so, I'm pretty sure first. And because my heart is beautiful, I knew it for sure. It's not a parent idiot, it's just a fact.

"Oh well...? Personally, it's hard to move, and if it's like this, it's better to be naked..."

"Hey! Don't tear it or take it off! Those clothes are so expensive!

Flattorte doesn't like that, so I want to be careful.

"It's okay - whoa, I hit a bottle of blueberry jam. Danger, danger."

Oh, scary, scary! Wear it to a cluttered child and it will whisk!

Then, Rosalie.

In the case of Rosalie, magically respond.

I have magically turned Rosalie's clothes into dresses in the past. I had a hard time making magic then and making it a success. If Rosalie can't imagine herself wearing a dress, the ghost's clothes won't change.

This time it was easier to change clothes than last time.

Perhaps Rosalie was easy to imagine because everyone wore the same clothes this time.

"Ooh! Pretending to be the service clothes! This is what I was thankful for! Way to go!

Rosalie is perhaps the most haunted member of the family. True, it's hard to be fashionable if you're a ghost.

Humans and ghosts alike want more than they can get.

"Rosalie, if it was that good, I'd try this magic too, practice more and try to make it look different every day"

"No, Monsieur... I'm sorry about that... One way or another, it's also big because of Atashi's imagination..."

Rosalie always shy away at times like this. It's true that this magic is more difficult because Rosalie herself will be a factor, but someday I want Rosalie to be free to fashion. This is the challenge ahead.

Meanwhile, the faces that have continued since last year were stable.

First, me. Normally I think it's cute. Long live the look of seventeen. It's not that bad.

Next, Halkara.

"My chest is still hurting this year...... Rather, it seems tougher than last year..."

"Are you sure you want to interpret that as selling me a fight?

How can I get my chest tighter this past year... You're not growing up...... What do you mean...?

Pantum.

One button on Halkara's clothes flew into my face.

"... I didn't know you were really going to attack me... I still don't know..."

"No, Master! Because I am innocent!

You can already eat even poisonous mushrooms that squeeze your chest by mistake......

And two daughters.

Yes, very cute.

"If you go around in these clothes, you'll be fluffy!"

Farfa is spinning in the room. Sounds fun and very nice, but watch out for blueberry jams. I mean, let's store it because it's dangerous......

Sharsha sits still in a chair and meditates. Whatever clothes you're wearing, they don't make any difference in how you behave around it.

"Sooo... ku..."

I wasn't meditating, I was just sleeping.

Sometimes you'll want to sleep. Have a good night.

- Last time, it was Lycra, who was number one in the spotlight.

* Note that Sandra said, "Pass because I'm not interested," and went back to the vegetable garden. Around here, you're free. But it's a plant, so I can't help it.

"Again, this is something I've never been used to before...... It softens…"

Says Lycra, blushing slightly. It's like my legs are inner crotch more than usual.

"It was good last year, but it's good this year."

Every gesture is in the realm of God. If I were a boy junior high, I would be confessing three times a day. It's going to burn in flames about the third time.

"Ha... it's still very interesting to see Lycra in her service clothes"

Even Halkara has some kind of lukewarm face. It's a beauty that can be seen regardless of gender. It may be close to the psychology of a woman who wants to support her female idol.

"Right. Besides, you're feeling sloppy, aren't you? You can attack with the power of your chest like Halkara. You have a different attitude to attack."

"Master, don't you have it in your roots about me...?

Harkara pointed me out. They had togues on their words unconsciously.

"Ha, you're determined to be jealous. Ha ha."

"Don't admit it with a dry laugh! I don't like it and have big breasts!

"Still, I'm so proud of this one! You knocked down the slime, you're on a higher level, and your chest isn't growing!

Humans, they want what they don't have. That's what it is.

"Well, as long as I leave your master's rebellion behind..."

I was flushed by Halkara.

"Mr. Lycra and Mr. Flattorte, don't you want to stand out further when you line up?

Harkara, you've noticed something really good.

Just the two of them stood side by side.

"Dear Azsa, don't pay too much attention..."

"Master, what's wrong?

The two of them just happened to be in line, I guess, but with Flattorte standing, I feel that Lycra's beauty is even more noticeable and Flattorte's personality and vitality are also on the table.

So to speak, it's like salting a watermelon. Note that those who sugar watermelons also respect that with it.

"I can take this under the sky..."

In my brain I tried to make the two of them idle debuts. To the Lycra of the Firm, a flat rute that never ceases. But when those two get together, there's gonna be a chemical change! Idol name is "Two Doraemons"!

You have no naming sense, I......

Anyway, it's great.

"All right, that means I'm done trying it on. Nice to see you again for the day."

But then, as I had targeted, there was a shadow coming from the hallway.

"It's not over yet!