Chapter 110 – A Brief Date – Celica (1)
“Let’s go buy clothes.”
Celica immediately tilted her head at my suggestion.
“Are you talking about Youngju So’s clothes? In that case, wouldn’t it be quicker to just send someone to the salon and ask them to pack their bags?”
“I’m not talking about my clothes.”
Celica misunderstood.
She bowed her head and pondered for a moment, then clapped her hands and said:
“Then it is the uniform of the Knights. I will call everyone.”
“It’s not the clothes of the Knights Templar. No, in a way it’s true, but it’s not the clothes of the entire Knights Templar.”
“Then?”
“It’s your clothes.”
Celica closed her eyes for a moment.
He had a face that was thinking deeply about what I had said.
“Okay, but don’t you have enough armor?”
“I’m not talking about armor. I’m talking about another piece of clothing you will wear, whether in the labyrinth or here.”
I pointed Celica up and down her.
“Combat coat. Underneath is a shirt and tunic. The knights’ uniform itself is completely devoid of any exposure. It’s extremely uncomfortable.”
“It’s not wrong, is it?”
“Yes. That would be the case for the Empire or general knights. The same goes for the adventurer Sword Maiden. But not my knights.”
I pointed to a mannequin hanging on one wall.
“Isn’t that what our knights’ conquest is like?”
Laura’s bunny girl clothes.
Jurdias’ hard straitjacket.
Of course, Celica should wear similar clothes.
In fact, Celica has worn something similar to this a few times.
“When you went down to conquer the Infinite Labyrinth, you wore a swimsuit underneath and a full-body robe on top.”
“Yes, I did.”
“I made a very big mistake. A very big mistake.”
I took out the image of Abangi, Unit 1, and made Celica look at it.
“I understand that you were wearing a robe when you entered the Infinite Labyrinth. Because it was on a lower level and there were a lot of people, I understand that you did not take off your robe. But what is this?”
I took out an image of the moment when Celica briefly loosened her robe.
“What on earth are the straps underneath this swimsuit?”
“It’s underwear.”
“Who wears a swimsuit like that!!”
I’m angry.
This is something you have to be angry about.
“Who in the world wears underwear under a swimsuit!”
“I did that.”
“Why?!”
“Even if it’s called a swimsuit, wouldn’t it be a bit weird to enter the infinite labyrinth wearing only one top and bottom?”
“Laura goes in without underwear?”
“That’s Director Laura. I’m different.”
Celica drew an X with a blatantly disgusted expression.
“Why are you saying this now?”
“Now that we have confirmed it!”
After returning from conquering the 10th floor.
I was looking through images to take a look at past performances and found this.
“I commend you for wearing underwear with transparent straps so you wouldn’t be caught wearing underwear on me. It was a pretty ugly look.”
“…”
“But this is clearly crossing the line. It’s the same as wearing a maid’s uniform, white knee socks, and glasses!”
“It seems different from that.”
Celica, as expected, is a strong enemy.
Having sex face to face with me and then pretending like nothing happened is the best.
Should I just tell him to shut up and pour himself a drink?
No.
You can’t drink Celica forever.
Even if it’s just to have sex with a conscious Celica, I can’t back out now.
Above all.
I can’t give up Celica [Swimsuit].
“Celica. Is it a problem to go down to the Infinite Labyrinth wearing only a swimsuit?”
“It’s a big problem. Since your skin is exposed to the monsters of the infinite labyrinth, you can’t help but be easily defeated.”
“Gun…”
It is a straightforward theory.
Since I haven’t found any evidence to refute that logic yet, I had no choice but to agree with that statement.
“Then what about outside the infinite labyrinth?”
“Where are you talking about?”
“For example, in front of me.”
Celica was silent.
She was still wearing her knight uniform, and barely exposed any skin, let alone her swimsuit.
“Do you want to see me in a swimsuit?”
“Uh, I want to see you in a swimsuit.”
“Are you going to do this not just once, but over and over again?”
“Yes. If possible, I wish I could fight in a swimsuit even in the infinite labyrinth.”
“Why are you so obsessed with my swimsuit?”
“Because it’s pretty.”
I can say for sure.
Celica’s refreshed body is really pretty and beautiful.
“Thank you for the compliment. But the swimsuit…”
“You can go to the salon, right? Isn’t that right?”
I haven’t been able to go in yet, but between the 21st and 30th floors there are springs, lakes, rivers, and even the ocean where you can swim.
It is said that some adventurers enjoy a brief swim there.
In fact, Celica must have swam like that several times.
“Let’s go. I’ll buy you a swimsuit to wear.”
“In that case, I think it would be a good idea to take Miss Laura with you.”
“No. You try it on and try it on yourself. How do you think?”
“…”
Celica avoided her gaze.
Twiddling her fingers, she is hardly able to give a clear answer.
What should I do?
How would you suggest to Celica-
“…”
Suggestion?
No.
Until now, I was thinking wrong.
‘Let’s do it my way.’
I am a dictator.
And Celica, although she goes on adventures, she was once a knight.
Seowit Luji is not suitable for such a woman.
“Cerica.”
I walked up to Celica and extended her hand.
“Follow me. It’s an order.”
“…If it’s an order, I can’t help it.”
Celica lowered her head as if she resigned and stood next to me.
“I will take you to the salon.”
On the outside, it looks like he is forcing himself to follow my suggestion with a hint of displeasure.
“I don’t know if there will be swimsuits in the salon.”
Celica cleared her throat and walked ahead of me.
“Salons don’t just have swimsuits, do they?”
“Lord So. When you say that, doesn’t it seem like I’m excited to wear other clothes in the salon?”
“Isn’t it?”
“No.”
Celica shook her head resolutely, and I ignored her and pointed in front of her.
“Go to the salon.”
* * *
“Oh my, Sword Maiden. It’s been a while.”
Why do the designers who always show up at these salons have buttery speech?
“Welcome to you too, Rouge Permaton. Ettu m Mamma.”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s my own way of greeting. Oh Honghong.”
This person, who seems to be somehow elegant, luxurious, and gorgeous, is the owner of Permaten Salon.
“Hey, Mr. Jean Valjean.”
“No, no, no. Miss Jean-Barge. Even if you are a minor lord, you must not call a lady’s name like that.”
“…”
Let me tell you one thing.
The owner of this salon looks like a man with blond hair and a gorgeous appearance.
She is It’s a woman.
This person who looks like a man with blond hair and is 180cm tall, wearing frilly pants and a white shirt with frills, is a female.
‘Even if it’s a female character, it’s a bit like this.’
This is not a character hiding his appearance like Barbas, but a character that really looks like this.
I think I should have been born a man, but I am a woman.
“Thank you for visiting the Permaton Salon. Amu Pacita!”
“What do you mean again?”
“Actually… It doesn’t mean anything. Oh, ho!”
“…”
It’s been a long time since I wanted to hit a woman.
But this woman, her skills are certain.
“So what kind of clothes did you come to order today? Bunny girl? Bunny girl? Bunny girl?”
This is none other than the clothing store and salon that ordered Laura’s bunny girl clothes in bulk.
“Or a custom uniform for a sword maiden? You can tell me anything. My skills are better than anyone else’s!”
That’s really why I’m so angry.
In this Fermaten, she is the only person I know of who can embody the costumes and ‘skins’.
Jean Valjean.
2-star character.
A woman who exists as the opposite of Otokonoko.
If she had grown a beard, it wouldn’t be strange to think she was a Viking. The reason this person is a woman is that she just ate something wrong when she was young.
“The reason I came today is none other than to put together a swimsuit for Celica.”
“Oh my, oh my. Swimsuit? Welcome to the right place. I’ve been really inspired these days, so I’ve created a lot of new swimsuits!”
Jean Valjean spun around and grabbed hold of the curtains on one side of her.
“Sermuta! Would you like to see it with your own eyes and choose one?”
“Ugh.”
As soon as Celica saw the swimsuits inside her curtains, she frowned.
“Ol.”
For me, it was a feast of swimsuits that left me in awe, but Celica’s expression began to rot in real time.
She cast a disdainful look at the swimsuit, me, and Jean Valjean with a look in her eyes that asked, ‘Are those clothes?’
“Oh, don’t look at me like that. Sword Maiden. Do you know how blessed a woman like you is to wear a swimsuit? Look at me. Why do I have to look pretty in a swimsuit?”
“Well, that is.”
“It must be pretty! In my eyes. But I guess that’s not the case in men’s eyes.”
I know it well myself.
“Sword Maiden. My wish is to dress the clothes I make on women with a body given by heaven like a Sword Maiden. Only women with a body like this are worthy of wearing my clothes. Right, Lord So?”
“Of course. By wearing a uniform like this, Celica is at best committing a crime against her pretty, well-toned body.”
“Are you going to sin?”
“Okay.”
The crime of hiding that beautiful body by covering it with clothes.
The crime is called a bitic crime.
“Jean Valjean. First of all-“
“Miss Jean-Wargy.”
“…Okay, Jean. Is there a swimsuit you recommend for Celica?”
“Oh hohong. Of course there is. This is it.”
Jean Valjean took out a hanger specifically for swimsuits.
“This is it.”
“…Lord So?”
“Hmm.”
How should I reply to Jean Valjean’s gaze looking at me?
Ah.
“Is this by any chance the clothes?”
“Yes. This is one of the clothes that the Lord So ordered last time.”
Jean Valjean pointed to the hanger and smiled.
“It’s a swimsuit made of a magical fabric that only good people can see. It’s my greatest masterpiece.”
“Master piece.”
All I could see before my eyes was a hanger.
