After that, Abamama went back and did many other things.

    “How is it? There’s no secret to your birth, right?”

    “That’s what it looks like. It’s just that they look really similar.”

    To confirm whether Stier is really a man without royal blood, he uses some artifacts indiscriminately.

    “I’ll forgive you since Estee wants it, but if you confess again presumptuously… .”

    “Please rest assured, Your Majesty. I know very well that I am not worthy of the current 3rd Princess Esti.”

    “… Huh?”

    “I swear on my manhood that such a thing will never happen. If you want, I can swear it.”

    “Ugh.”

    Trying to take Ferrado by surprise, or being impressed by his declaration of ‘If I confess to him again, I’ll take it off’.

    “Irene…you said that? And Shepor Youngae. Let’s talk for a moment.”

    “… … ?”

    -Whisper.

    “… … Yes, I’d be happy to!!”

    “Okay. Please take care of it.”

    Or just say something to Irene and Shepor.

    “Sister, ah~.”

    “Aaang~.”

    -Click click click.

    “Haha. If I show this picture, everyone will definitely be surprised and envious.”

    ‘… Are you going back and showing off to your sister and brothers? Oh my, what a fool.’

    He was so happy that he took lots of pictures of me and Stier with a camera.

    He seemed to be running around here and there, trying to squeeze out some time from his busy schedule.

    Thanks to that, the eyes of the women, except for Stier, grew cold in real time…

    Abamama looks happy, so I wonder if it’ll be okay.

    Anyway, time passed like that, and the sun was setting.

    Only then did Abamama leave with a relieved smile.

    “Then please take good care of Estee. … Especially Irene. Shepor Youngae. Please.”

    “I will do my best in the name of Vernon, Your Majesty!”

    “I will work hard, Your Majesty.”

    “… … ?”

    … What did they talk about earlier that made those two act like that?

    * * *

    That evening. The bathroom in the mansion.

    During that time, it was a very quiet bathroom, unlike the three women and the attendants who were bustling around taking care of the baths…

    Today was completely different.

    Needless to say, it was Steemit’s fault.

    -Splash splash.

    “Wow~ Sister, the water is warm~ Stee, if this keeps up I might melt!!”

    ‘… Oh my, my little brother. What should I do, he’s so pitiful?’

    Stie, who had never soaked in warm water before, immediately ran to her older sister and started chattering.

    Compassion welled up between Estee’s closed eyes.

    No, how could I have lived until now without experiencing such good things? Poor thing.

    But this was Estee’s mistake.

    Estina, with her blue, blue blood, fill a tub with hot water and use it. Where would commoners do that?

    The average bathing routine for commoners was to soak a towel in lukewarm water and wipe it off.

    Stevie is not particularly pitiful or deserving of pity.

    One thing I know for sure is that I’ve experienced a lot of sloppy Esti.

    She, who had never dreamed of a difference in social status, hugged her sister tightly.

    -Hug.

    “How are you? Are you feeling good?”

    “Yeah!! I like it because my sister is soft!!”

    ‘… No, if you look at them like this, they’re completely on my side.’

    … although in the meantime, Irene was briefly distracted by the girls hugging each other naked and feeling good. Anyway.

    Esti continued speaking calmly.

    “Aside from that, does taking a bath feel good?”

    “Ahh~ Yeah!! It’s bouncy!!”

    “Yeah, yeah. Okay! Then should I ask the ladies over there to wash her? … You guys. Teach her how to wash. Think of it as teaching a child. ”

    “Yes.”

    Since she probably doesn’t even know how to wash, Estee leaves the training up to her servants.

    Stee followed the servants obediently, grumbling, “I like washing with my sister…”

    Thanks to the fact that I enjoyed taking a deep bath for the first time, I felt more satisfied than I expected.

    Esti, finally free, immersed herself in the bath up to her shoulders.

    Of course, with your eyes still tightly closed.

    ‘Ha… Then, where? Should I do some reconnaissance?’

    “… … .”

    After that, Estee fell into silence.

    As I often do when washing, I started to use my illusionary magic to look around here and there with my own eyes.

    The remaining two’s gazes were directed there.

    We’ve been together for a while now and have been working together.

    -Churup.

    ‘Are you telling me to put a dress on a princess who doesn’t even want to look at her own body? And do it gently. … It’s difficult.’

    Irene had been enjoying the skinship between the sisters all by herself for a while.

    Her returned spirit flowed across Esti’s face.

    The next thing that came to mind was, just now, the Emperor’s secret order.

    -Irene. I heard that you once made Estee wear a dress. Is that true?

    -Yes, that’s true.

    -Then, won’t you take care of Esti so that she can wear the dress in the future?

    -…yes?

    – I will definitely reward you. I heard from Stella that you are excellent at magic theory… If you just graduate, I will make you a theory magician at the Imperial Magic Tower.

    -… …I will do my best!

    A feat that even the royal family couldn’t accomplish for 10 years: putting a skirt on Esti.

    But Irene accepted it right away without thinking about the consequences.

    Her only dream is to obtain a proper status, work in a place that is as inconspicuous as possible, and live a decent life.

    I came all the way to the Academy for this, and out of nowhere, the Emperor himself proposed the perfect solution.

    Status? Directly under the Imperial Family. End of story.

    Even… if you work in the royal family, you might be able to see Esti more in the future.

    Since she knew that her hated nature would disappear if she was with Estee, she had no choice but to cling to the Third Princess for dear life.

    I thought about asking her to be my maid when I graduated…

    A good job and friendship with Estee. The Emperor’s offer kills two birds with one stone.

    I couldn’t help but accept it.

    That’s why Irene was deeply troubled.

    How can I make Estee wear a dress?

    ‘Let’s think about it. She likes that kid, so if you tell her that guys like this kind of thing… .’

    ‘… Irene, you’re thinking so hard. You’re truly amazing.’

    Meanwhile, Shepor was also thinking similar thoughts.

    Well, she was a talented person who was put in according to the plan of the Second Princess Elena from the beginning.

    Even without the Emperor’s request, I would have gladly done so.

    Shepor, who had been observing for a moment, sneaked up on Irene.

    -Whisper.

    “Ms. Irene, do you have any good ideas?”

    Shepor whispered in Irene’s ear, clinging tightly to her so that Estee couldn’t hear.

    … The corners of Irene’s mouth trembled for a moment.

    It was because something felt like it was touching his forearm due to the whispering posture.

    ‘Ha, are you really appealing to me? Wanting me to step on you right now? When are you going to catch me for real?’

    -Thump. Whisper.

    “Umm… What about Shepor?”

    Irene answered in a whisper, even though she was thinking of being a predator.

    Then, the two began their operational meeting.

    But now it’s a big win for one side.

    -Whisper.

    “Showing you clothes that are prettier and more comfortable than riding pants… .”

    ‘Wow, this is the academy and this is the noble young lady. Take care of yourself, really.’

    Every time we whisper in each other’s ears, I get touched.

    Irene nodded gratefully.

    Shepor was whispering without knowing anything.

    After a while, Irene smiled brightly.

    ‘… If this goes on any longer, I feel like I won’t be able to bear it anymore and will just explode, so I guess I should stop now.’

    -Whisper.

    “Oh, how about this? I just had a thought… .”

    Unfortunately, Irene gave up and opened her mouth, thinking that she really couldn’t touch the noble lady.

    She swallowed the saliva that had gathered in her throat and began to reveal her secret plan.

    … The fact that she was pretending to remember the answer that she had decided on before Shepor whispered in her ear was truly witch-like.

    However, Shepor, who only knew Irene as a simple and kind commoner woman, was purely impressed.

    Little did he know that he was now putting on a show in front of something more fearsome than a dragon.

    “That’s amazing, Irene. How did you come up with that?”

    “Thanks for reminding me. Thank you, Miss Shepor.”

    ‘It was good, really.’

    “… … ? No problem… .”

    ‘You’re thanking me. What do you mean? There’s no need to give credit for something like this.’

    Then, their gazes turned to one place.

    Towards the far away Stee, who is being trained by the servants on various things.

    “Hey~ What is this?”

    “That’s a shampoo developed by the Alchemy Guild… D, you shouldn’t drink it!!”

    “Eeeee… This is tasteless… … .”

    Stier, who drank the hair-washing liquid and became sad.

    She, who looked exactly like the sloppy Estee, was the key to the plan.

    * * *

    After a nice, smooth bath today too.

    Even though I had dried my hair thoroughly, I fell into deep thought.

    It was because of the pile of clothes in front of my eyes.

    “Hmm.”

    ‘What I’m changing into now is actually pajamas, but I don’t know what to choose… .’

    Of course, I wasn’t worried about what to wear.

    I also have my shirt fixed to my pants…

    To begin with, these were too big for my small body.

    This pile of clothes is what the servants brought in for Stier to wear.

    My concern was also, ‘What should I make Stier wear so that she is comfortable and I don’t have to worry about her being exposed?’

    After thinking for a moment, I turned my head.

    “Steve. What do you want to wear… .”

    “Oh my~ Stie, you look so good together!!”

    “Hehehe, really~?”

    “Yes. They say clothes make the man. You are really beautiful. Anyone would fall for you.”

    ‘… What?!’

    Irene and Shepor were already picking out clothes.

    Stier was just having fun putting on a fashion show.

    It was so cute that I couldn’t help but stare at it, lost in thought.

    … It’s definitely more feminine than the defensive outfit I chose.

    Is this the sense of natural women? Hmm.

    I admit my defeat.

    So I was internally giving it a score of 9, 3 because that was too wild, etc.

    The mini fashion show has come to an end.

    “Um… Should I do this, Sti? It looks comfortable enough to wear right away and go to sleep.”

    “Yeah! I like being comfortable!!”

    At the end, what Stier was holding in her hand was surprisingly an ordinary white sundress.

    A dress that is not too revealing and has a generous length, but still has a refined elegance.

    It was a choice that naturally made me say, ’10 points… 10 points.’

    He nodded his head vigorously in satisfaction.

    ‘At that level, I could just put a shawl on top… .’

    “But… Mr. Stier, do you know that? People who are really close to each other wear similar clothes.”

    “Huh? Really?”

    “Yes. For example… like Stiie and the Princess.”

    ‘Huh?’

    …but the laughter disappeared as things started to take a strange turn.

    Shepor and Irene looked at me.

    With Stier in the middle, stars began to twinkle in his eyes.

    “If Estee and Sti wear the same clothes, it will look really good together~.”

    “But the princess is only wearing pants? Of course, if she were to wear them, it would suit you and Stië very well… .”

    “Huh…!!!”

    -Woottada!!

    “Sister!!!”

    A baby with a big body rushed towards me.

    The expressions on Shepor and Irene’s faces as they looked at us like that…

    It’s probably not just a coincidence that it feels like an anime character shouting “Go away, PiXchu! Body Slam!!”

    And finally.

    Two soft glutinous rice cakes flew towards me and stuck in my mouth.

    -Thud.

    “Sister!! Sister, you should wear this too, okay? Sister, sister, sister!!!”

    ‘I was wondering what AbbaMama was up to, but it was her ordering them to put a dress on me!? Seriously, AbbaMama. Stop it!!!’

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