Dictatorship of the Labyrinth City 111

Chapter 111 – A Brief Date – Celica (2)

“Why are you doing that? Celica. Wear it. It looks really good on your body.”

“…”

Celica came out and frowned at her Valjean.

“Oh, don’t be scared. Don’t look at me like that. Oh, it’s not like you can’t see these clothes, right… ?”

“Yes. I’m not a good person so you can’t see it.”

“Amu Pacita! Then I have no choice. “I have no choice but to let go of these clothes.”

Jean Valjean hung up his coat hanger again with a truly regretful look on his face.

Was it an illusion that I heard something ‘flickering’?

“It’s a shame. It was truly the best work.”

Probably not.

They were probably just playing around with a swimsuit made of air.

It’s probably an attempt to somehow put Celica in that ‘swimsuit that only good people can see’.

“Youngju So. I also have a thing called taste. I also want to wear something that suits my taste.”

“…I think it might suit your taste?”

“It’s a design that doesn’t suit me.”

“…”

Celica’s voice became hard.

In the end I got another swimsuit-

“What about this?”

“Of course! I heard that Lord So has great insight. If I can say it this way.”

Jean Valjean took out the swimsuit I pointed to.

“It’s called ‘School Miz’. It’s a swimsuit made from the items worn by the Sirens in the Infinite Labyrinth.”

“I know. They are demonic beasts that appear from the 26th floor.”

Siren.

Demon beast.

If you catch it, you can get School Miz.

Knowledge has increased.

“The School Miz that the Sirens wear are also on the market, but I created this one by referring to their School Miz. The ones they wear go down to the thighs like shorts… “

Sarak.

Jean Valjean raised the blade of his hand and drew downwards along the line of his hips.

“That’s not very pretty. I boldly cut it out. That’s how this design was completed?”

“It’s perfect.”

“Rad Rikmosa. Thank you for the compliment.”

Even though it looks like this on the outside, Jean Valjean has great achievements.

Siren’s School Miz.

It’s a spats-type School Miz.

But!

Jean Valjean!

They boldly cut off the spats and reborn School Miz in a leotard style!!

“Jean. You are the best designer of our time. Celica. How about trying this on?”

“…I will buy it, but.”

Celica pointed at School Miz and shook her head.

“Wouldn’t it be better for someone else to wear this rather than for me?”

“Oh my, what woman other than a sword maiden would look good in this outfit?”

“Rather than me…”

Celica smiled in her conversion and slightly raised her head.

“I think it would be a good idea to put it on Astarote.”

“…Ugh.”

It feels like my heart is being stabbed by a sword.

Astarote wearing School Miz?

I can’t stand it.

“I have to admit it. You are right, Celica.”

“It’s a shame. I thought it suited him well…”

“It’s a little tight and small for me to wear.”

“…So you said it suits you?”

Jean.

Is she God?

“Okay. Then, try another swimsuit-“

“I think that would be good.”

Celica pointed to the swimsuit at the very back.

Compared to other things, it’s a shame to even call it a swimsuit. A swimsuit that makes Jean and I frown as soon as our eyes touch it.

“Ha, haha. You chose… A rash guard?”

“A swimsuit should be the best clothing to reduce water resistance. When you wear it, you’ll feel like you’re a fish. I’ll take that one.”

“Dismissed.”

I immediately blocked Celica’s choice of her.

“Celica. It doesn’t suit you. Don’t you think so, Jean?”

“Esak! This is not a swimsuit suitable for a sword maiden. No, I thought about it for days after making it!”

Jean picked up his rash guard with tears in his eyes.

“Can this really be called a swimsuit? Can it really be called a swimsuit if it only pursues functionality? I hung it up for now, but it’s not really a swimsuit. It needs reforming… Ah!”

Jean seemed to remember something and threw the hanger with the rash guard behind him.

“I’ll reform this and send it to you. Hehe…”

Jean knows aesthetics.

Therefore, I trust Jean, and I show my trust to her by nodding her head.

“…Then it’s just swimsuits.”

Celica looked at other swimsuits with a sullen expression.

“I see it in the swimsuit section, so it’s a swimsuit.”

“If I put this in the underwear section as is, wouldn’t it be considered underwear?”

“Oh my oh my. It’s going to be a big problem. Swimsuits and underwear are a world away! That’s right…”

“Are you getting wet inside or outside?”

The world stopped for a moment at my words.

Celica froze as she looked at me, even stopping her breathing, and Jean…

“Younglord So. You have mastered the truth.”

He praised me with a very serious face.

“I don’t think I need to say anything more about the swimsuit. Can I pick one in particular for you?”

“Of course.”

“Well, how about this?”

Jean Valjean took out a black bikini.

A black swimsuit with a vertical chest line, thin straps crossing in the middle, and two panty straps extending from the bottom.

“Anything that’s too simple is boring, and anything that’s too flashy doesn’t suit a sword maiden. I recommend this.”

“…It’s the best.”

I found it.

Serika [Swimsuit].

Here was the masterpiece that Celica needed to become a 3-star.

“Cerica.”

“…”

“It’s an order. Wear it.”

“Lord So… ?”

“I really need to see you wearing that.”

Creating a coercive atmosphere, I handed the black bikini to Celica.

“Do you really need to see me in a swimsuit like that?”

“Okay.”

“Why?”

“Because I want it.”

It’s sex itself, how can you resist it?

“…”

Celica accepted a black bikini.

But she just looked at the black bikini and remained silent, lost in her thoughts.

“Okay. It’s a bit hard to call me a minister, but there are conditions.”

“Conditions?”

“Yes.”

Celica whispered her own terms into my ear.

“Huh.”

The conditions are so absurd and absurd.

“Do you think I can’t do that?”

The conditions were so easy that I just found Celica’s words funny.

“Jean. Please give me a changing room. There are two places to change, but only one place to come out.”

“…If it’s a place like that, there’s something prepared. By the way, Lord So. Lord So too…?”

“Celica said that if I wear a swimsuit, she will wear one too.”

* * *

In a moment.

After changing into a swimsuit, I looked at my reflection in the full-length mirror.

‘It’s definitely much better than when I first got possessed.’

Perhaps because I trained myself through sex every day, my body became smooth enough to show off to others.

Are you muscular?

That’s not it.

It’s enough to not be embarrassing anywhere.

In the first place, confidence is based on the face and lower body.

“Have you all changed?”

“Yes, Lord So. I am… Ready.”

A sound was heard from beyond the curtain next to it.

“I’ll go in.”

“Okay. Come in.”

Sarak.

The curtain was lifted, and Celica came right into the dressing room booth where I was standing.

“Ah…”

Celica let out a gasp as soon as she came in.

Yes.

That’s the reaction.

After possessing myself as Rouge Permaton, I couldn’t stop being Rouge Permaton when I saw women looking at me with such mesmerized expressions.

“…It’s beautiful.”

And when I saw Celica in a bikini, I couldn’t help but praise her.

“It’s so pretty. It makes me want to go down to the 21st floor and go swimming together.”

“…Thank you for telling me it suits you well.”

“It’s not an empty word. It’s real.”

“…Yes. We are checking in real time.”

Celica hesitated and distanced herself from me.

There was about a step of space between us, and Celica continued to look me up and down before fixing her gaze on my solar plexus.

“Is there anything you’re worried about?”

“…I didn’t know you would actually wear it.”

“Because I am confident.”

I opened my arms.

“What about a swimsuit that only evil people can see? Isn’t it cool?”

“…Yes.”

I am wearing a swimsuit.

Anyway, I’m wearing a swimsuit.

So, I was able to proudly show off the swimsuit I was wearing in front of Celica.

“Seeing my swimsuit means you’re not a good person, Serika.”

“Don’t you know?”

“Yes. I know. That’s why I like you. If there is a wicked person who stands in my way without mercy, you will cut it down.”

I reached out to Celica.

“Please continue to be with me from now on. And if possible, show me that swimsuit more often. How much do you like it? Like…Wearing a swimsuit without underwear.”

“Me too.”

Celica swallowed her saliva and looked down.

“I hope to see you in a swimsuit often, Youngju So.”

As if she had made up her mind, Celica lowered her gaze completely.

“Can I take a closer look at the swimsuit?”

“Of course.”

Celica squatted down in front of me.

Then she looked around and looked at the swimsuit I was wearing.

“It’s a really cool design. It feels masculine.”

“Of course.”

I spread my legs and put my strength down.

“If we go down to the labyrinth later, wouldn’t you two go swimming separately?”

“Laura won’t stay still?”

“I’m going swimming, so of course I have to wear a swimsuit, right?”

I stroked Celica’s head.

“So, when you go to the labyrinth, wear a swimsuit. Whether you wear it under your robe or not, you have to wear a swimsuit first. Understood?”

“I don’t think you have to wear it only when going to the labyrinth, Lord So.”

Celica raised her head from just below my swimsuit.

“Building a small swimming pool in Yeongju Castle… “What do you think?”

“It’s the best. As for money, you can get it quickly.”

“Yes. And…”

Celica cleared her throat and continued her sentence.

“…I think it’s not a bad idea to enjoy drinking and dancing as long as you don’t get in the water…”

“I guess I’ll have to do it anyway. But Serika, how long are you going to look at my swimsuit?”

“Lord So.”

Celica pointed to my swimsuit with a serious face.

“…Can I take a closer look?”

When I think about it.

I always closed my eyes or saw with narrowed eyes, but I only checked with touch every time.

I’ve never seen it so clearly in person.

“Of course.”

We did that for a while.

We looked at each other’s swimsuits for a while.