Oriana received a double-layered ice-cream from a staff member wearing a cute uniform.
Her shaggy, curled blond hair, white skin, blue pupils, tall height, and such a good figure, she completely fulfilled what the Japanese expect of a Westerner.
Right now, she was not wearing the work clothes that she had been wearing a while back. She was wearing a dark-colored mini-top and a light-colored skirt below, with thin sandals to go along with it. Though her skirt extended towards her ankles, there was no sense of purity at all. At every 10cm interval on the skirt, there was a vertical cut downwards. As it couldn't cover her underwear completely, she had to wrap a Sarong skirt for swimsuits around it.
Every step she made, one could see her thighs through the skirt like a curtain. The flesh of her legs continued to fade in and out through the fabric that was supposed to be used for covering the lower body. This sight just basically denied what people normally think about skirts.
In Christian Society, clothes were items that signified one's position and authority, from the Archbishop's holy robes to the uniform of a prisoner. Among that, how badly torn the clothes were—especially when cutting off parts of a woman's skirt—was a sign of her authority being taken away from her. The people who were treated this way were the 'shamed' who were not worthy of being protected, and should be viewed with contempt by society. Of course, those people who were viewed like this were all sinners.
"Sinner."
Oriana licked the creamy ice cream with her bright red tongue.
"A sinner…huh? Hohoho, hohohoho."
"What are you laughing at?"
Another voice was heard.
It was the clear voice of a woman.
There was a thick piece of flashcard stuck on her right ear like a pen clip. The thick piece of paper trembled slightly, letting out a 'voice'.
"It's alright, nee-chan just wants to say that we've finally made it all the way here. Lidvia Lorenzetti."
"Didn't I tell you not to call me by my real name? Also, it's too early to talk about this. Or should I say, this is where things are going to begin."
"I know, I know, this nee-chan won't forget her own mission. Even if it's a 'sinner' like me, if I can get some points here, I might be able to hold down those stubborn factions. This way, your position would be much better."
"…You don't have to bother about me."
"Just accept this nee-chan's good intentions."
"Compared to me, shouldn't you be the priority of concern? Are you alright over not resting at all? I think that you should at least—"
"It's more interesting not to rest. Come to think of it, Lidvia, were you discovered? Though the lead that's performing on the stage is this nee-chan, and you only need to act as the supporting cast, the whole mission will fail if you can't move at all."
"Relax, I'm different from you, I'm resting in a hotel lounge."
"How elegant, this nee-chan also wants to leisure around inside a hotel. Working out inside a hotel isn't a bad idea."
"…Did I not tell you to watch your wretched choice of words?"
"Eh, you're thinking too much, you know? Modern hotels have swimming pools and gym facilities. Oh my, Lidvia's so perverted!"
"——"
"Eh? Wait a sec, you're not saying anything after I made a little joke, Lidvia-chan?"
After saying this, Oriana saw a balloon hanging on a tree in front of her. An ordinary Japanese's height shouldn't be able to reach it, but to her, it was easy. She tiptoed slightly, grabbed the string of the balloon, and looked around. Standing nearby, a young child was staring at her.
Oriana bent down and gave the balloon. The child grabbed the string on the balloon, and without saying a word, ran away.
"…Didn't I tell you to try not to interact with the people?"
"I did try my best to avoid them, but that situation just now was unavoidable."
A sigh came from the other end of this communication-type spell.
Oriana didn't mind as she licked the ice-cream with her tongue.
"Even so…"
She looked at the airship in the blue sky, and said,
"…I know, waiting is something that's hard to do."