Maid’s Swimsuit (1)

“…Haa.”

How did it even come to this?

Lizzie cried, saying something about how she wasn’t my friend, and Agnes and Natalie seemed to subtly sympathize with her.

The moment I said I understood and would grant her wish to console her, I was forcibly pushed into the changing room, as if the situation had been half-intended.

‘Lizzie’s tears earlier, now that I think about it, they somehow seem like fake acting….’

Considering how she suddenly changed her expression the moment I, feeling unnecessarily sorry, said I’d do anything, it must be true.

Perhaps she started acting the moment she realized the two of them were there. That Lizzie, she looks kind on the outside, but she secretly has a sly streak.

Anyway, as a result of falling victim to the noble lady’s business acumen and acting skills, I found myself in a situation where I had to try on Lizzie’s swimsuit collection, which she had gathered to fit my size.

On the condition that I would change into any swimsuit without the right of refusal for at least the next two hours.

‘It’s questionable how she even knows my body measurements in the first place….’

“Lillith-yang, are you mentally prepared?”

“Yes, yes?! Ah, yes! I, I am ready!”

I, startled, answered Lizzie’s voice from outside the changing room and eventually began preparing to change into each outfit.

For some reason, the noble lady with sky-blue hair was cheerfully choosing swimsuits to hand to me from outside the changing room.

“Hmm~. Which swimsuit would suit you~? Shall we go with something a little daring for the first one~?”

“P-please, if possible, something more modest, Lizzie-yang.”

“Ah, now that I think about it, I might have made one swimsuit just for fun last time… Ah, here it is!”

Some time after hearing the sound of her choosing a swimsuit, accompanied by unsettling words.

The changing room curtain opened, and Lizzie naturally handed me something that could hardly be called a swimsuit.

-Chareureuk!

“Here, Lillith-yang. Would you like to try this on first?”

“……Huh?”

Lizzie, with a beaming smile, handed me a hanger with a swimsuit that had an absurdly small amount of fabric.

Though dumbfounded by her brazen expression as she offered the swimsuit, I had already spoken, so I had no choice but to meekly accept the swimsuit Lizzie handed me.

“…D-do I really have to wear this….”

“Please change quickly and come out, Lillith-yang. You still have forty-nine more swimsuits to try on.”

“……Yes.”

Lizzie closed the curtain the moment she handed me the swimsuit, as if she wouldn’t accept any objections. So, I gave up and held the swimsuit she gave me up to the mirror to see how it looked.

‘Th-th-they want me to wear this?!’

No matter how I looked at it, it was a dangerously small bikini, absolutely impossible to use for covering the body.

Seeing the amount of fabric, which was so scant that if its worn version were used as a web novel illustration, it would require additional censorship even with an adult rating, my mind became truly chaotic in many ways.

‘…First of all, this is definitely not something I can wear in front of any man other than Ethan.’

Still, since it’s just us girls here, it should be fine. I’ve even been in the bathroom with girls like Isabelle and Katarina before.

Thinking that showing myself in a swimsuit, not naked, was well within acceptable limits, I quietly changed my clothes.

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“L-Lady Rilith-nim…?! W-what in the world is that outfit….”

“…I-is it still awkward, Natalie-yang?”

“Rather than awkward…. W-well, I’m a little sorry to say this, but….”

“…….”

“I-it looks a little lewd, I suppose….”

Natalie tried her best to choose her words when giving her impression, but since the swimsuit itself was a bit like that, a blunt comment was inevitable.

Meanwhile, Agnes, who seemed to have no need or intention of choosing her words, gave a much simpler and more direct impression.

“…You, are you a pervert?”

“I-I didn’t choose it myself?! If you want to c-complain, complain to Lizzie-yang!”

“Just the fact that you obediently wore it makes you seem like a pervert. I wouldn’t wear that thread-like outfit even if I died.”

“I-I was just trying to keep my promise with Lizzie-yang?! I-I would never normally wear such a scandalous swimsuit!”

“If you’re going to roll around in such a ridiculous outfit, you might as well be naked.”

Agnes delivered a scathing review, as if taking revenge for being made to change clothes just moments before.

Meanwhile, Natalie, caught between Agnes and me, didn’t know what to do and barely managed to offer a compliment.

“B-but it really does suit you well, Lady Rilith-nim!”

“…Thank you for the compliment, Natalie-yang.”

Honestly, it was a compliment that didn’t sound like one at all.

Hearing a compliment that such a lewd outfit suited me didn’t make me feel good at all. At that moment, I couldn’t help but feel that this outfit was more suited for a bed than a beach.

Lizzie, who had made me wear this outfit, hadn’t said a word until now, so my gaze naturally shifted to the noble lady with sky-blue hair.

“Lizzie-yang, do you have no impressions? This outfit was originally brought to me by you to wear….”

-Dduk.

“……Ah.”

“L-Lady Lizzie-nim?! Your n-nose is bleeding….”

“…D-don’t worry about it, Natalie-yang. I’ve just been working late a lot lately, so I’m a little tired….”

…As expected, this bitch seems to be the most dangerous.

With a noble lady’s gesture, she calmly wiped away her nosebleed and quietly pulled out a crystal-like magic tool from her pocket.

As far as I knew, that magic tool was probably a magic tool with video recording magic….

“H-how can this be so beautiful…. L-Lillith-yang’s body is truly a gift from the gods. This sight must be saved on a video recording device and displayed in my room in a maximum-sized frame….”

“…If you truly record this, you’d best not expect to see my face ever again, ‘Lizzie Lynn August-nim’.”

“…That was just a joke~! I only said it because Lillith-yang’s appearance is so beautiful~!”

With those words, Lizzie hastily put the Video Recording Magic Tool back into her pocket.

As my opinion of her steadily worsened in my mind, Lady August naturally handed me the next swimsuit.

“Here, Lillith-yang! Would you like to try on this outfit this time?”

“…This doesn’t seem to have much fabric either, Lizzie-yang.”

“Swimsuits naturally include those that cover a lot of the body and those that are a bit more revealing~. You can rest assured that not all 50 outfits are like this~!”

“…Surely you don’t really intend to make me try on all 50 outfits….”

“What now? You made Natalie and me wear that many outfits earlier. Is it fun when you make others change clothes, but you hate it when it’s your turn?”

“…….”

“…I, I also think Lady Agnes-nim’s opinion is, a-a little more correct, Lady Rilith-nim!”

“…I’ll go change.”

…Truly, I have no allies left here.

Considering our individual relationships, I should clearly be the closest to these three people. Yet, at that moment, I felt a profound sense of loneliness amidst the crowd, for reasons unknown.

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“Alright~! This is the last outfit~!”

“Haa, f-finally, the last one….”

Lizzie, with a smiling face, handed me the last swimsuit while I was wearing the forty-ninth one.

The thought that this long solo fashion show was finally reaching its last chapter made a sigh of relief escape my lips.

“…Huu, eu, eup?! Ah, I-I wasn’t dozing off!”

“……Kuuul.”

Natalie and Agnes, who had been giving their impressions of my swimsuits just like Lizzie for the first ten or so outfits, were now sitting in chairs, clearly exhausted.

In the first place, they had also changed into thirty swimsuits before me, so their reaction wasn’t particularly strange. I, too, felt like my forearms and shoulder muscles were about to snap from tying the straps of dozens of swimsuits.

“It’s a shame this is the last one. If I had prepared a little more, I could have prepared about 50 more swimsuits that would suit Lillith-yang.”

“…Even if you had prepared that many, I wouldn’t have been able to wear them all anyway, so you don’t need to feel disappointed, Lizzie-yang.”

Lizzie, too, should have been exhausted from admiring 50 different outfits, but she still handed me the hanger with the swimsuit with a perfectly fresh expression.

Whether it was just her extroverted nature making her tire slowly, or if she genuinely enjoyed my swimsuit fashion show.

Taking the swimsuit she handed me, I entered the changing room and, the moment I held it up to the mirror, I understood what kind of outfit it was modeled after.

“……Oh?”

Overall, it had a monotonous black color, white frills draped over both the top and bottom, and even a white choker to go around the neck.

Because this was, by all appearances, a slightly special swimsuit seemingly modeled after a ‘Maid Uniform’.