"Eh! Are you alright!"
White Night was startled. Not understanding what was happening, she hurriedly went to support the shop manager in front of her.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. It's just an old ailment flaring up, cough cough!"
"Is that so? You don't look like you're fine at all."
The Female Shop Manager waved her hand, inadvertently letting White Night see a trace of blood on her handkerchief.
"It's alright, guest, don't mind me... cough cough cough!"
"B-but there's blood on your handkerchief!"
How could White Night not care? She was the kind of person who could never ignore someone else's trouble. This was her strength, but also her weakness.
"Should I take you to see a doctor? If you need help, just tell me."
White Night's reaction actually exceeded the Female Shop Manager's expectations. She had originally intended to play the victim to gain the other's sympathy, thinking that maybe then the girl would be willing to try on her clothes.
To that end, she had even bitten the inside of her lip, secretly squeezing out a bit of blood to rub onto the handkerchief.
But the concern shown by the other person seemed a bit much, even surpassing the Female Shop Manager's own imagination.
"Could it be that she's actually very easy to persuade?"
Thinking of this, the Female Shop Manager decided to take a risk.
"There's no need to see a doctor. If you really want to help me, Young Miss White Night, could you try on the new dress I made?"
"A dress or something... I really..."
White Night hesitated; she was quite resistant to wearing dresses.
Even though she had been wearing a pleated miniskirt when she first escaped the palace, she had long since changed into trousers.
Although the thin, tight-fitting trousers she wore now were still somewhat erotic combined with her long legs, they were still more acceptable to White Night than a dress.
"Please, this is the most important request of my life!"
In order to get a beautiful girl to wear the clothes she made, the Female Shop Manager had completely abandoned her integrity, stopping just short of kneeling before White Night.
"'Request of a lifetime' or whatever... is this really that important?"
White Night's tone clearly softened. She was the type of person who was easily led by the nose.
Perhaps because she had been with Angelie for too long, she had grown accustomed to being ordered around. She hadn't even noticed herself that she was actually very easy to persuade.
"Yes!"
The Female Shop Manager grabbed White Night's hand.
"As long as Young Miss White Night is willing to put on the clothes I made, I'd be willing to die the next second!"
"No one's going to let you die... Fine, I'll wear it. But let's get this straight, I'm not buying a dress for myself."
"No problem, no problem! I just want to see how the dress looks on you. It doesn't matter if you buy it or not!"
The Female Shop Manager was very surprised that the other party had agreed to her request so easily.
Could it be that Young Miss White Night is very bad at refusing people? If that's the case, could her requests be even more outrageous... Before long, White Night had changed into the black dress the Female Shop Manager had brought.
"Perfect, absolutely perfect!"
The Female Shop Manager excitedly covered her mouth. This outfit she designed was practically tailor-made for the other party... No, Young Miss White Night was the long-awaited owner of this dress!
The dress the manager had put on White Night was a Gothic-style dress with intricate and exquisite patterns.
Not only did this dress have a large cutout at the chest, revealing a large area of soft flesh, but the skirt portion was also very short, barely covering twenty centimeters above the knees.
The long legs beneath the skirt were wrapped in soft black stockings that also featured exquisite patterns, looking very beautiful and wicked. Her feet were stepped into a pair of black boots with metal decorations, blending a cold and serious feeling into the beauty and wickedness.
"So, so great! I, I really want to be stepped on..."
The Female Shop Manager felt like she was about to lose control of her decorum. As expected, Young Miss White Night should wear this kind of clothing.
"I-is this enough now!"
White Night's face was very red. She used one hand to block the cutout at her chest while the other clutched the hem of the skirt.
Which genius designed this outfit? It's way too embarrassing!
Do girls really wear this kind of clothing out of the house?
"It's time to let me change back into my own clothes!"
Seeing White Night's face flushed red and her look of being at a loss, the Female Shop Manager unconsciously swallowed her saliva.
Good heavens, what kind of little vixen is this? She's way too tempting! This is just one outfit. If White Night changes into a few more, I'm afraid I'll die of a heart attack right here... Whatever, if I die, I die!
The Female Shop Manager secretly hid White Night's original clothes and casually brought over another piece she had designed.
"Young Miss White Night, why don't you try this one as well?"
White Night swore she had never changed into so many clothes in a single day.
Looking at the manager who was violently coughing while bringing over new clothes, it was really hard for White Night to refuse her.
As a result, even though her face was so red it was almost dripping blood, she kept putting on increasingly embarrassing outfits.
Heaven knows why the clothes in this shop used so little fabric.
Either they showed the chest or they showed the legs; not a single one was a "proper" garment!
"Guhehe~ Young Miss White Night, how about trying this one?"
The manager approached White Night holding an unidentified object made of black strings. From the outline, one could vaguely tell it was a set of underwear.
This person was getting more and more outrageous. At least before it was outerwear, but now she's bringing underwear directly!
"No!"
White Night hugged her knees and hid in the corner of the dressing room. She had had enough; she was never going to wear any more of the strange clothes the manager brought!
"Cough cough~ cough!"
The manager began covering her mouth and faking a cough again.
"Young Miss White Night, please fulfill my wish!"
The Female Shop Manager, completely devoid of integrity, clutched the black underwear and crawled in front of White Night.
"Having a beautiful girl wear the underwear I made is the greatest wish of my life! Just this once... cough cough~"
"..."
White Night was indeed very bad at dealing with such "forceful" requests. Seeing the Female Shop Manager crawling before her playing the victim, she actually showed signs of relenting.
"J-just this on—"
"Great!"
Before White Night could finish her sentence, the Female Shop Manager perked up and scrambled off the floor.
"This set of underwear is super hard to put on. Let me help you change, guhehehe~"
As she spoke, the Female Shop Manager reached her claws toward the buttons on White Night's chest.
"Wait! What are you doing? I never said I needed you to change my clothes!"
"Guhe~ It'll be quick. Don't be shy, it'll be changed in no time~"
The Female Shop Manager's saliva was practically dripping. To be able to personally help a beautiful girl put on the underwear she made—she could die with no regrets.
"Don't come over here!"
White Night leaned against the corner with nowhere to hide, only able to watch as the Female Shop Manager approached step by step.
"Soon, very soon..."
"Manager, that's enough!"
The shop assistant, who had finished picking out clothes for Iris, noticed the abnormal situation in the dressing room. She casually grabbed a clothes hanger and smashed it onto her manager's head.
"Young Miss White Night, I am so sorry for the fright!"
The shop assistant didn't even need to ask to know what her manager had done. She knew her manager too well—the woman couldn't move when she saw a beautiful girl and always wanted to force them to wear the clothes she designed.
Although she was talented as a fashion designer, there was something wrong with both her personality and her sexual orientation. To put it bluntly... she was a bit disgusting.
"Sorry, I am truly sorry. If you need any compensation, I will certainly do my best!"
The female assistant kept bowing and apologizing, making White Night feel a bit embarrassed.
"It's fine, the manager also..."
White Night glanced at the Female Shop Manager, who was pinned to the floor by the shop assistant, and didn't know what to say. she felt that anything she said now would be awkward.
"Can you give me back my clothes? I think I should go."
"No problem, let me see your clothes... Hey! Manager! Where did you hide Young Miss White Night's clothes!"
The shop assistant looked everywhere but couldn't find the clothes White Night had been wearing when she arrived. She couldn't help but raise the hanger and start beating the manager again.
"Hurry up and hand over Young Miss White Night's clothes!"
"If you can't find them, then you can't find them! Wouldn't it be fine if Young Miss White Night just wears the clothes I gave her?"
"Damn it, you're making me so angry!"
The shop assistant was tired from the beating and threw away the hanger. Speaking of which, the Female Shop Manager knew how to manipulate magic. Although she was very weak, it was impossible for the shop assistant to truly deal with her.
"Sorry, Young Miss White Night, you see the situation with my manager. Your clothes are really... how about you just wear our shop's clothes and leave?"
"But I said I wasn't going to buy a dress."
White Night was somewhat helpless. She hadn't yet prepared herself psychologically for wearing female clothing all the time.
"It's fine, you don't have to buy them!"
The manager on the floor suddenly sprang up like a carp.
"No need to spend money. All the clothes you tried on today are a gift to Young Miss White Night!"
"Eh!"
"Manager, you must be joking!"
Not just White Night, even the shop assistant's mouth hung open in shock. It was true the manager liked beautiful girls, and Young Miss White Night indeed had a beauty that could topple cities, but she really couldn't imagine the manager doing something so ridiculous.
The manager must have had Young Miss White Night change into at least a dozen outfits, most of which were handmade by the manager herself. Was she really giving them all away for free?
"Of course I'm not joking. It is the honor of these 'treasures' of mine to be worn by Young Miss White Night!"
Hearing this, the shop assistant couldn't help but hold her forehead.
This shop is finished! In the end, White Night couldn't find her original trousers and left with a pile of dresses gifted to her by the Female Shop Manager.
Before leaving, she had said, "At least give me a pair of pants," but the other party had heartlessly refused with the reason that "this shop only has dresses, no pants."
"Sigh~ Wasn't today supposed to be about buying clothes for Iris? Why did I end up changing from pants to a dress instead!"
"What's so bad about it?"
Iris was giggling beside her.
"I think it suits Sister White Night very well. The clothes the manager gave are all very fitting."
"Iris..."
White Night was a bit helpless. She didn't expect even Iris to say so. Did she really look that good in a dress?
Although she couldn't figure it out, since the other party had given her the clothes, she couldn't just throw them away, so she simply stuffed them into her spatial ring.
"At this time, the Carriage Service should be open for business. Let's go, Iris. We'll hire a carriage to take you back to Nuokan Territory."
"...Mm."
Although she had been looking forward to the day she returned home, for some reason, Iris didn't seem particularly happy at this moment.
However, White Night didn't notice the change in Iris. She just took Iris's hand and walked straight toward the Carriage Service.
The transportation System of the Holy Radiance Empire was quite developed, with specialized Carriage Services between various cities.
Carriages at the Carriage Service could be rented or bought. If one paid extra, they could even hire a professional driver.