99. Ego Sword

    99. Ego Sword

    “Master is not sane… Absolutely not…!”

    Ur muttered, sitting in the corner. She seemed to be muttering quietly so I wouldn’t hear, but did she not know that beastmen have excellent hearing?

    I looked at Ur. A black dress, a pure white apron worn over it, and a white headband on her head. This was Ur’s current attire.

    It was indeed a maid outfit.

    Perhaps because it was for children, it was a cute, frilly, and fluttering outfit, unlike the maid outfits I had seen. It was nice from my perspective, but she didn’t seem to like it. Look, she’s still fiddling with the frills on the clothes and grumbling.

    Anyway, this was the outfit Ur was finally chosen for after much deliberation between Irina and me. We tried on many clothes, but this was the only one that both of us approved.

    -It’s cute… but something is still missing!

    -I think it’s fine.

    -This… no! It doesn’t suit her! It doesn’t bring out her true beauty!

    -I think it’s fine.

    -This is too flashy! It’s cute, but still no!

    -I think it’s fine.

    Strictly speaking, it was only the maid outfit that Irina approved. I recalled the conversation while choosing clothes and then shook my head to clear my thoughts.

    Since I commanded Ur to ‘always wear this outfit,’ Ur would be wearing the maid outfit from now on.

    Just in case, I even bought several of the same type, so there shouldn’t be any unforeseen unpleasant incidents.

    I pondered the salesperson’s explanation that it was a ‘cosplay and everyday wear for those who like children in such outfits,’ and then shrugged. It didn’t seem to be a very important matter.

    “Ngh… Mmph….”

    “Slurp….”

    When I turned my head, I saw two girls kissing. One was a girl with ivory hair, and the taller one, who was bending her head to kiss, was a tall woman with black hair trailing down.

    They were Rena and Irina, who had helped me. When their kiss ended a moment later, I expressed my gratitude.

    “Irina, Rena. Thank you for your help.”

    “Oh, no. I enjoyed seeing so many cute things too. Princess was cute too… Hehehe.”

    Irina’s face turned very dangerous. She seemed to be imagining Ur in a school swimsuit, chick pajamas, maid outfit, and various other clothes.

    Perhaps Claire’s image was also in her imagination. I recalled Claire’s chick-like appearance and unconsciously wagged my tail from side to side at her cuteness.

    Tap, tap, my tail bumped against Claire’s head.

    “Hmm.”

    At times like this, I get playful, and I can’t help but gently brush my tail against her. My wagging tail then moved intentionally, and the fluffy white ball of fur tickled Claire’s collarbone.

    “Hic?!”

    I only realized this after becoming a beastman, but the main body of my tail is actually smaller than I thought. It only looks bigger because of the fluffy and soft fur.

    In other words, my tail can easily get into unexpected places. For example, like now, inside Claire’s clothes.

    “Mmm.”

    “W-wait, hic.”

    Is this a nipple I feel through her clothes? When I wiggle my tail a bit and push aside what I assume is underwear, her precious private part hidden within is exposed defenselessly to my tail. I pushed my tail a little further and touched what was inside.

    “Oh.”

    “St-stop….”

    “Yes?”

    “Stop!!!”

    As I was fiddling with something hard protruding between her flat chest, Claire shouted into my ear. Unfortunately, beastmen’s excellent hearing doesn’t have an automatic volume control, and I trembled from the pain of my eardrums ringing.

    My tail shot up into the air in an instant, its fur stiffly erect.

    Realizing my mistake belatedly, I folded my ears in preparation for any further attacks and looked at Claire. Claire’s face was flushed bright red, and she was exhaling with a huff.

    Although her face looked angry, it was slightly different upon closer inspection. The faint heat in her breath, as if excited, proved it.

    “I’m sorry.”

    Kiss.

    I kissed Claire’s forehead. Even if she wasn’t angry, I had learned from my sister that it’s better to apologize in advance for unforeseen circumstances.

    Claire pouted and said in a sulky tone.

    “… Just you wait.”

    Wait for what?

    I was curious, but Claire didn’t answer any further.

    It’s best to ignore what you don’t know- following my motto, I quietly turned my head. Back to the spot where Ur was muttering gloomily.

    “Ur, come here.”

    “Yes, Master….”

    Ur stopped muttering and jumped up, heading towards me. I had commanded that phrase earlier because it seemed fitting, and it suited her very well now that she was wearing the maid outfit.

    A frilly headband and spotless white hair. Looking down from there, pure white eyes, as if not of this world, were looking at me.

    Amidst the monochrome mystery, her small, delicate body and the fluttering maid outfit exuded cuteness, creating a peculiar atmosphere.

    Cute.

    I squeezed Ur’s cheeks.

    Soft and squishy.

    “Don’t squeeze….”

    “Hehe, okay.”

    I squeezed Ur’s cheeks for about 10 more seconds.

    When I let go, Ur touched her red cheeks and then shifted her gaze to her clothes. Ur sighed as she looked at the fluttering, cute children’s maid outfit and began to negotiate with me.

    “… Master, can you please change me into different clothes?”

    “No.”

    “I’ll be good from now on, so please….”

    “You’re already good.”

    Ur was listening to me very well, to the point where I thought she might even wet herself on the floor if I commanded it. It wasn’t of her own free will, but well, that wasn’t a very important point.

    “Then at least let me be in sword form. I don’t want to wear clothes like these. Ur is a man. But wearing such embarrassing clothes….”

    “That’s not allowed either. There’s no reason to hide something cute, is there?”

    When Ur was a sword, she was a pure white straight sword. It was neat and cool, designed for practicality without any embellishments, but it wasn’t cute.

    And it took hours to choose that outfit, so it would be a waste to hide it.

    “And as I said earlier, Ur is not a man, but a little girl, so you should act accordingly. Understand?”

    These were the words Freya had said to me long ago. She had brought out a black undergarment with holes, making it lewd and alluring, and told me to wear my underwear properly. It was clearly applicable in this situation too.

    “But-“

    “Shh.”

    I continued.

    “Little girls try on fluttering clothes, act cute, and go out with other girls, eating sweet and delicious things.”

    “That-“

    “Holding hands, hugging, kissing, bathing together, sleeping together at night, touching each other naked!”

    “Yes?”

    Ur was amazed by the common sense of women she had just learned. She seemed to have forgotten her earlier complaints about not wanting to wear the maid outfit, and Ur opened her mouth blankly and asked me again. I continued.

    “So, saying you won’t wear the maid outfit is forbidden. Got it?”

    “… Yes, Master.”

    “Good.”

    Contrary to my words, Ur opened her mouth as if she couldn’t agree, but she couldn’t defy the command of prohibition, so no words came out of Ur’s mouth.

    Ur sat down and expressed her melancholy.

    I turned around again and looked at Rena and Irina. The couple of childhood friends who had helped me choose clothes were about to leave.

    “Are you leaving?”

    “Yes! Goodbye, Grand Duchess! And Princess too!”

    “Goodbye.”

    After seeing them off, only the three of us and dozens of Ur’s outfits in my hands remained. Since the number had decreased from five to three, the surroundings felt strangely quiet. I looked around and said to Claire.

    “Shall we go then? A lot has happened in one day.”

    “… Yes. I’m a bit tired.”

    “Then let’s go.”

    And so, we headed towards the dormitory.

    We came as two, but we left as three.

    ——

    “It’s not long now….”

    In the dimly lit room, Freya smiled sinisterly and moved her expectant eyes towards the calendar.

    A calendar with numerous Xs marked every day. And in the space right after the last X, a drawing of two wolf tails intertwined.

    It was the only chance to ‘fix’ her disobedient sister. Freya wriggled her body and muttered.

    “I didn’t intend to do this originally… but it’s my sister’s fault first.”

    Imagining her sister clinging to her, unable to resist her desires, Freya felt her lower body become moist without realizing it.

    “Hehe….”

    Tomorrow.

    I will end everything in just one day.

    Freya closed her eyes, making a firm resolution.

    … And then, due to excessive excitement, she woke up at 4 AM.


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