Chapter 65: Embarrassment and Exaggerated Proportions

“That’s wonderful!”

Upon hearing her words clearly, Yuan Miaomiao leaped up in delight, clutching the blonde loli seated in the chair, and exclaimed jubilantly:

“I knew it! Silvya, you’re the best!”

“…Let go of me… Your… your chest is quite… obstructive…”

Held tightly in the embrace, Silvya, feeling the undulating swells, found herself unexpectedly irritated. For some reason, Noah Autolinde’s ample bosom came to mind.

“My Lady, how do you intend to get us into the Demon Lord’s Castle?”

Once Yuan Miaomiao had calmed down, the necklace in her hand was passed to Silvya. Mao Ning, too, breathed a sigh of relief, and then inquired about the subsequent arrangements.

“This afternoon, I have some resource transport convoys entering the Demon Lord’s Castle. At that time, I will have you blend in with them.”

Silvya, feeling squeezed between the ‘peaks,’ was exceedingly displeased, her small face puffed out in annoyance.

Especially when her hand inadvertently brushed against her own distinctly flat chest, the feeling of displeasure intensified!

****

Within the urban district of Irithyll, at the Perwenai Clothing Store.

“It suits you wonderfully, Miss; truly adorable~.”

The shop assistant watched Letitia Tanis emerge nervously from the changing room, a flash of surprise and admiration in their eyes, and couldn’t help but praise her with genuine sincerity.

“Ugh… couldn’t I… perhaps try on something else…?”

However, Letitia Tanis was too preoccupied to respond to the assistant’s compliments. The outfit she wore was simply too embarrassing. It was excessively pink and ridiculously puffy, something she would never, under normal circumstances, deign to wear.

Yet, under Noah Autolinde’s insistent demands, fueled by a sudden whimsical mood, she had, against her better judgment, put on this very pink petticoat dress.

As a result, she clung desperately to Noah Autolinde’s sleeve, daring not to meet the shop assistant’s gaze, her face, flushed crimson with shame, threatening to burrow into her own ample bosom.

‘If anyone were to discover me wearing such an outfit in the city, my career as the Demon Lord would surely be over, wouldn’t it?’

“Hee hee hee~, the Demon Lord is truly adorable~. In this guise, you’re just like my personal dress-up doll.”

Noah Autolinde, clad in a light blue Western dress, effortlessly pulled Letitia Tanis into an embrace. Savoring the delightful sensation of the fluffy fabric against a soft, delicate body, she comfortably narrowed her eyes.

The sight of two girls, beautiful and delicate as flowers, nestled together, was indeed wonderfully captivating.

“You two aren’t from Irithyll, are you? If you were local nobles, I certainly wouldn’t forget such a unique aura.”

The shop assistant smiled, observing the two girls’ intimate closeness, their lips unconsciously curving upward, and asked, politely yet warmly.

“That’s right! We are travelers from a distant region~. This is our first time visiting the Demon Lord’s capital, and everything feels quite magnificent~.”

Noah Autolinde’s reply was remarkably swift, leaving no room for doubt. Her words also reflected the genuine awe they had felt throughout their journey.

“….By the way, couldn’t we just use ‘Ceremonial Attire Creation’ for this? Why did we have to come to a specialized store for it…?”

Letitia Tanis, still clinging to Noah Autolinde’s sleeve like a small animal, displayed a demeanor that would make it impossible for anyone to recognize the cold, imperious Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord’s Castle had its own dedicated tailors, so an outing like this, for shopping, was quite novel for her.

However, being with Noah Autolinde, the novelty was overshadowed by sheer embarrassment—one could never predict what outfit Noah Autolinde would pick out next.

“You just don’t understand, My Lady Letitia~. Even with ‘Ceremonial Attire Creation,’ one still needs a reference point~. Relying solely on imagined designs will always result in imperfections~.”

Noah Autolinde puffed out her chest with a smug ‘hmph,’ like a proud little rooster. The heavy expanse of her bosom swayed, and its enticing curve caused Letitia Tanis’s pretty face to flush, compelling her to turn away.

She finally understood why Noah Autolinde had spared her last night. It seemed Noah had been conserving her energy, perhaps to better stir up her ‘vitality’ now?

“Oh, by the way, Miss Shop Assistant~. Do you have any clothes here that would fit me~? I’d like to try some on too~.”

Noah Autolinde, after observing Letitia Tanis, who was clad in the adorable outfit and clutching her skirt hem with a bashful expression, suddenly had an idea, and, with a playful wiggle of her own ‘assets,’ posed a challenging request to the assistant.

“Well… we would likely need to take your measurements first, before we can determine if we have any suitable garments for you.”

The shop assistant’s gaze dropped, and they nervously swallowed.

They desperately wanted to believe their store stocked clothes in such a size, but reality was crushing their hopes.

“In, in any case, let’s take the measurements first…”

The shop assistant took a deep breath, closed their eyes, and pulled out the measuring tape. They slowly approached Noah Autolinde, as if steeling themselves for an interrogation by reality itself.

“Come on, come on~.”

Noah Autolinde raised her arms high. Her proud posture elevated the alluring appeal of her figure to an entirely new level.

Letitia Tanis, standing nearby, could no longer even register her own embarrassment, feeling only a sudden surge of heat. That distinctly outlined posture made it impossible for her to control herself.

Letitia Tanis could only steel her heart and forcefully avert her gaze. Yet, even with her eyes closed, the image in her mind became even more vivid.

Consequently, this attempt at avoidance only made Letitia Tanis’s breathing grow hotter.

“One hundred, one hundred and ten, one hundred and twenty… what terrifying numbers…”

While the visual impact was already unparalleled, it was only when taking the actual measurements that the shop assistant truly grasped the meaning of exaggerated proportions.

These seemingly divinely chosen figures couldn’t help but stir a touch of envy in the shop assistant’s heart.

“It’s even larger than what I measured myself before… It seems I’ve grown a bit more.”

“Underbust, waist, hips, shoulder width…”

The more they measured, the more astonished the shop assistant became. They simply couldn’t comprehend how such a slender waist and delicate shoulders could possibly support such a magnificent bust.

Yet, this exaggerated bust, far from causing any discomfort, only made her figure appear even more perfectly contoured. Even as a fellow woman, the shop assistant found herself struggling to maintain composure, let alone the men on the streets.

“I’m terribly sorry, but we do not have any clothing here that would fit your figure. If you wish, we can certainly arrange for a custom-made garment.”

After recording the measurements, the shop assistant sighed in relief, having reached an entirely predictable conclusion.

Noah Autolinde’s bust was simply too magnificent, and her figure too perfect, leaving the shop assistant with a distinct sense of feminine inadequacy.

Indeed, one might even say that Noah Autolinde’s physique exuded an aura perfectly suited for bearing new life.