City ​​of Witches 467

Chapter 467 – #99_Hands Clasped (3)

#466

1.
Sophia’s first choice.
A black negligee in the form of a sleeveless dress that reaches down to the thighs.

The flowing fabric covers up to the chest, but it splits like a curtain from the ribbon near the solar plexus, revealing the navel, and doesn’t cover the pubic area at all.
The lace fluttering along the edges and the ribbon that fastens the dress behind the neck are the charming points.

According to Sophia’s evaluation…

Elegance: ★ ★ ★ ★ ★
Sophistication: ★ ★
Sensuality: ★ ★ ★

A one-line review: It’s a traditional negligee design that’s nothing special, but that’s why it suits Amelia, who has an aristocratic grace.

“You wear it with your bra off and your panties on.”

Amelia, standing in front of the mirror with Sophia in her underwear, was greatly shocked.
She held the dress up to her body, but she couldn’t imagine what she would look like after wearing it.

“B-bra off? It looks like… it’ll be see-through…”
“Yeah, it’s okay. You can even take off your panties if you want.”

Amelia turned to Sophia, even though there was a mirror in front of her.

“How can you say that?”
“It’s more sexy if you take off your panties. I don’t mean take them off in front of me…”
“T-t-that… such a lewd outfit…”

After all, sex is an act of taking off clothes and showing everything.
There’s no way Amelia wouldn’t know that.
However, the psychological gap between simply knowing it in her head and actually having to wear a suggestive outfit was too far for Amelia, who was a virgin.

“It actually goes really well with the underwear you’re wearing right now? They’re both black.”
“T-that’s enough for now.”

Amelia quickly hung the negligee she was holding back up, as if she had seen something she shouldn’t have.

There were plenty of other options anyway.
It didn’t seem bad to look around at other things.

“Isn’t there anything normal?”
“That’s the most normal one…”

Sophia’s second choice was a white corset lingerie with no fabric on the chest area.
It boasted a pure white color like the corrective underwear of a wedding dress, but there was no fabric at all on the chest area.

Sophia’s evaluation.
Elegance: ★ ★
Sophistication: ★ ★ ★ ★
Sensuality: ★ ★ ★ ★

A one-line review: An outfit where the sensuality of a femme fatale and the purity of a bride coexist, with a form that emphasizes the chest.

It was also a form that lifted and emphasized the chest from below, so it would help with Amelia’s somewhat lacking mid-volume.
If she wore the veil that came as a set, she would feel like a newlywed couple having a thrilling experience in a church right before the wedding.

“……”

However, Amelia didn’t say anything and remained silent.
Her expression, staring intently at Sophia, showed regret that she had asked for help.

“Why? You don’t like it? Then how about this?”

After that, Sophia showed her various things.
Since the purpose itself was clothing to seduce men, they were all very sexy and revealing.

Amelia, who realized that the pajamas she had picked out, thinking they were the most okay, were designed to expose only the chest area, quietly put them back in their place.

“I’d rather go with the first one.”

After seeing outfits that couldn’t even be categorized as ‘clothes’ even if you made a hundred concessions, Amelia obediently took out the black negligee again.
Perhaps it was because she had become desensitized to the fact that the outfits Sophia had shown her were so extremely lewd, but she felt like she could wear this one.

“Really? It would be nice if you tried it on…”

Sophia had been looking forward to Amelia’s suggestive outfit fashion show, but she was disappointed that she hadn’t been able to get her to try on a single outfit.

But she soon gave up.
It was too important a day for Amelia to insist.
It wasn’t like today was the only day.

“Okay, I’ll pack it for you since it might get wrinkled if you wear it.”
“…Yes.”

Amelia, who looked so exhausted that she might collapse, belatedly remembered something and raised her head.

“…But how do I do it?”

Amelia realized again why she had come to Sophia.
She hadn’t just come to borrow suggestive pajamas.
Just wearing clothes wouldn’t solve everything she didn’t know.

She knew conceptually that sex was when an erect male organ was inserted into a female organ and semen was ejaculated through reciprocating motion.

The problem was that it was difficult to imagine the series of processes leading up to insertion.
Amelia didn’t have the confidence to lead it naturally.
To that, Sophia said as if it were very simple.

“Put on the clothes, go to Shin Siwoo, show him, and ask him what he thinks. If he still doesn’t react, beg him to kiss you.”

Amelia, who had been listening carefully, looked at Sophia with an expression that said, ‘Is that it?’ when Sophia didn’t continue.
Sophia judged that that would be enough, unless Shin Siwoo was impotent.
There was something more important.

“Yeah, that’s all you need. But there’s something you need to be careful about.”
“Be careful?”
“Even during the act, he might ask you to do something you don’t like.”
“Something I don’t like?”
“I mean something that makes you feel uncomfortable or overly ashamed.”

Sophia thought very highly of Shin Siwoo.
He wasn’t good at anything and wasn’t manly or strong, but she had never seen a slave as diligent and sincere as him in her long life.
He had even stood up against the Witch of Aquarius to save an apprentice witch he didn’t even have much of a connection with, and risked his life to save Amelia, hadn’t he?

So this was advice in case of the worst.

Amelia, who was as innocent as the first snow that no one had stepped on, might not be able to distinguish between normal and abnormal requests and might end up agreeing to everything in the heat of the moment.

“In that case, you have to say, ‘I don’t want to do this,’ and express your opinion. Okay?”
“Okay.”

Sophia, who couldn’t explain it all in detail, expressed it in a general way.
She grabbed Amelia’s wrist, who still had an expression that she didn’t understand well, and sat her down in front of the vanity.

Amelia never wore makeup.
In the first place, her spirit body itself was close to ‘perfect’ to the point that she didn’t need makeup.

However, if love was a battlefield, makeup was a woman’s armor.
Today, she needed to polish her best beauty even more.
She didn’t need to overdo it, just add a little correction.

While putting a headband on her and dabbing blush on her cheeks, Amelia, who seemed to have many questions, began to ask various things.

“Sophia.”
“Yeah.”
“Do you really think this will work?”
“Yeah, it’ll be enough.”

“Sophia.”
“Yeah.”
“We’ll be doing it in the bed, right?”
“Usually, yes?”
“What if it’s not usual?”
“If no one can see, you can do it anywhere.”

“Sophia.”
“Yeah.”
“Does it… hurt a lot?”
“It’ll hurt less as much as you love.”
“Is there such a… mechanism?”
“Of course.”

Mostly conversations like this.
Sophia looked at her work after finishing applying a light lip gloss.

“Wow…”

Amelia, who was looking down with a demure expression as if she was awkward with makeup.
Without a doubt, she was more beautiful today than any witch Sophia had ever met.

2.
“She’s later than I thought…”

The cleaning was done.
In the first place, there wasn’t much to clean since the store had only been open for a short time.
The densely packed natural oil bottles were a bit messy, but Siwoo didn’t have the knowledge to sort them.

After finishing cleaning by just dusting the shelves a little, he was looking around to see if there was anything else to do.

-Ting-a-ling

The cheerful sound of the doorbell rang from the first floor.
Amelia had returned.

A narrow staircase that only one person could barely pass through, befitting the narrow building.
As he went down the stairs to greet her, he met Amelia on the landing.

“You’re here?”
“……”

Siwoo, who had greeted her without much thought, was a little surprised.
Amelia was making an expression like a puppy caught secretly eating snacks.
It was because her face was somehow different.

It was hard to see clearly because the stairs were dark without a candlestick, but something…
Should he call it sensual?

Her docile eyes seemed longer today, and her thick eyelashes were curled more elegantly than usual.
Her cheeks, which seemed more flushed than usual, and her lips, which were more sparkling than usual, gave off a sense of purity and elegance.

A very subtle difference, as if she had dressed up without dressing up.
It was makeup that maximized Amelia’s beauty, like a very slight acidity added to a fine dish.
Siwoo, who was caught off guard by Amelia’s adornment, stopped abruptly.

“You weren’t… coming from work?”
“Siwoo.”

Amelia opened her mouth, ignoring Siwoo’s words.
She spoke while looking down at her toes and brushing past his shoulder.

“Will you come to my room in 10 minutes?”
“Huh?”
“I’ll be… waiting.”

After saying that, Amelia passed by Siwoo, who was standing there blankly, and went up to the fourth floor at a fast pace.
It was a situation he couldn’t understand at all.

“What is it?”

He wanted to smoke anyway, so he went outside the building.
He stood under the streetlights, which were lit because dawn hadn’t fully broken, and put a cigarette in his mouth.

His head was full of all sorts of evil thoughts.

Amelia, who had come all dressed up.
The words that she specifically told him to come to her room in 10 minutes.
In fact, if you only looked at this, it was right to think that he was overthinking or getting his hopes up for nothing.

However, the subtle atmosphere that had been flowing all day while he was working and Amelia, who was somehow different.
And looking at her back as she ran away upstairs as if she was embarrassed…

There was a sign of something.
A sign that Siwoo would never have noticed before.

“No way…”

Although the relationship between the two had changed a lot, judging from Amelia’s character that Siwoo had observed for six years.
He didn’t think she would ever make a suggestion first.

If something was going to happen, it would have happened when they went on a trip together.
Siwoo, who shook off the expectations that had arisen for no reason, smoked about three more cigarettes and timed it.

About 15 minutes had passed.

His head was saying no, but his heart seemed to be saying yes.
For some reason, he felt his heart pounding loudly as he went up the stairs and stood in front of the door on the fourth floor.

“Hoo…”

Thinking that he shouldn’t overreact and should act as usual, he knocked.

“May I come in?”
“…Yes.”

He heard a slight movement, and then Amelia’s quiet reply came back.

He opened the door and stepped into the small but cozy lodging.

The window where the dim streetlights illuminating the gallery seeped in from outside.
The bed, which was directly in front of him when he opened the door, was like a small cradle using that light as a spotlight.

And Amelia, wearing an adult negligee similar to the one he had seen at Sophia’s villa before.
Amelia, wearing the suggestive outfit that had burned him just by looking at it back then, was there.

“Could you… close the door?”

Amelia, who had been waiting for Siwoo, kneeling demurely, quietly asked.