“Yike, don’t laugh too early. I have cheongsam outfits too, and they’re also characters Little Fox likes. If Little Fox wants to see, I can go change right now. Little Fox, do you want to see?”
‘How to put it… I do want to see…’
This wasn’t Liuli joking around, but honestly, she wasn’t that fond of cheongsam. What she really liked was more of a feeling.
“Since Little Fox wants to see, wait a moment. I’ll go change clothes. Little Fox can chat with Yike for a bit.”
Serveyia’s face wore a proud and confident smile. She seemed comfortable leaving Liuli alone with Yike. Was it because she had enough confidence in herself?
“Hey, hey, Liuli, can you share with me? How exactly did you do it?”
“Do what?”
“Simple. How did you make Serveyia willingly do all these things for you?”
“Hmm… Actually, I don’t know…”
Strictly speaking, Liuli wasn’t completely clueless about the reason, but she felt it wasn’t something easy to say.
How could she put it? She couldn’t just say it was because she was cute enough and Serveyia loved her enough to do all this for her.
“Is that so? But as an outsider, having someone who would do all this for you is really lucky.”
“I know…”
“So, Liuli, have you never thought about repaying Serveyia?”
“Repay? How?”
If she had to talk about repayment, the only way Liuli could think of was offering her body. It might sound shallow, but at that moment, she really didn’t know how else to repay her.
“Of course, it’s homogeneous repayment!”
“Homogeneous repayment? Yike, where did you come up with that term?”
Liuli had only heard of “homogeneous retaliation,” but she figured it was something similar.
“Of course, I invented it myself. As a streamer, it’s perfectly normal to coin some buzzwords.”
“But you say homogeneous repayment… does that mean I should wear cosplay clothes too?”
“Yeah, that method is simple, and I think the effect won’t be bad. Liuli, do you want to try?”
“But cosplay… Serveyia doesn’t seem like the type to like anime characters. In that case, would cosplay really make her happy?”
An important factor in appreciating cosplay is liking the character.
If there’s no particularly favorite character, then what difference is there between cosplay clothes and ordinary clothes?
Cosplay always involves “cos” and “play.” Without the play, what’s the point of just the cos?
“Liuli, you can ask Serveyia. Since you two are close, there’s really no need to act all reserved. Communicate with each other before doing something. Sure, it might reduce surprises, but do you really need that many surprises in daily life? Right?”
“Alright, I’ll ask Serveyia.”
“Since that’s the case, this is a rare opportunity. Liuli, do you want to try cosplay too?”
“Me? Me?”
“Of course. Are you saying that when you look at this body of yours, you don’t have any thoughts?”
“Thoughts…”
If she had to say, of course she had thoughts. Liuli felt that any normal, hot-blooded man would have thoughts at a time like this.
A perfect figure that she could only see on screen before was now hers.
She wasn’t some ascetic monk; it was only natural for her to react.
“Since you have thoughts, why not give it a try?”
“Alright, if I get the chance, I’ll try…”
Objectively speaking, her figure and face were really suitable for cosplay.
If she really became an influencer wearing cosplay outfits, it would definitely be a crushing blow.
“Don’t say ‘if you get a chance.’ Now is a good chance. Everyone is wearing pretty clothes. Liuli, you don’t want to stick out like a sore thumb, right?”
“But I don’t have suitable clothes…”
She really wasn’t an influencer. Her wardrobe had plenty of formal dresses for different occasions, but not a single cosplay outfit.
“That’s no problem. With me here, as long as you want to, clothes are no issue at all.”
No issue? Liuli looked at Yike again.
She didn’t seem to have brought anything weird with her, so it wasn’t like Liuli would agree and Yike would immediately pull out an outfit.
But this world had magic, and Liuli wasn’t entirely sure if there was a spell that could instantly create a set of clothes.
“I really need to think about it…”
Liuli felt she had to get over her own mental block. Cosplay was still a bit too advanced for her now.
“It’s fine. Take your time. If you don’t like it, just don’t do it.”
“Hmm…”
“Oh my? Am I interrupting you two catching up?”
Serveyia’s voice came. Liuli instinctively turned around and saw Serveyia walking out wearing the Neng Dai cheongsam.
The cheongsam was overall high-necked and sleeveless.
The collar and body were embroidered with delicate snowflake patterns that shimmered subtly in the light.
The cut hugged the figure, and the hem was slit up to the thigh.
Over her shoulders and arms, she wore a white fluffy shawl, soft and fluffy, softening the coolness of the cheongsam.
The edges of the shawl were adorned with pink frog buttons and tassel ties, adding a touch of charm.
And for some reason, Serveyia had also chosen to wear a wig and demon horn ornaments.
Her hair was decorated with blue flower hair ornaments and a gold tassel hairpin, classical and elegant, complementing her signature horns perfectly.
Under the cheongsam, she wore matching light blue stockings with the same snowflake patterns and delicate gold decorations at the cuffs, echoing the details of the cheongsam.
She had to admit, the custom clothes Dora had made for her were really perfect.
“No… Yike was just trying to get me to wear cosplay clothes too.”
“Oh? Little Fox, what do you think?”
Liuli noticed Serveyia’s eyes lit up, as if she was very interested in the suggestion.
“I don’t know. I think I still need some mental preparation…”
“That’s normal. But it’s a bit of a pity.” When she heard Liuli didn’t plan to cosplay, the light in Serveyia’s eyes faded, but she quickly perked up again. “Never mind that. Little Fox, do you like the outfit I’m wearing?”
“I like it…”
Liuli couldn’t say whether she liked the clothes on Serveyia or Serveyia herself, but either way, it didn’t affect her answer to the question.
“Good, then all my preparation wasn’t for nothing. Although this outfit seems better suited for winter, as long as Little Fox likes it, that’s enough.”
“Looks like someone feels threatened and is getting serious.”
“After all, Little Fox is too outstanding. So many people are watching her. I can’t afford to let my guard down.”
Serveyia came to Liuli’s side as if no one else was there, took her hand, and even interlaced their fingers, shaking them slightly.
The intention to claim her territory was all too obvious.
“Hmph. Who Liuli likes is her own freedom. A free wind can’t be tied down. What’s the point of you doing this?”
“Hey, Little Fox, Yike says you can’t be tied down by me?”
These two were really something—bickering like fire and water in front of others, but when the other wasn’t around, they acted concerned for each other.
Honestly, for a moment, Liuli felt like she might be the one who was extra.
“Forget it. Serveyia, think whatever you want.”
Was Yike backing down? Just a moment ago, they were at odds, and then suddenly she stopped.
“Of course, I can think that. Yike, did you come just to show off today’s outfit?”
“Of course not. Today is Liuli’s birthday. As friends, it’s only normal to celebrate together. Actually, isn’t it strange that only you are accompanying Liuli today? Does that mean the people of Saint Laia don’t see Liuli as a friend at all?”
Well, it seemed Yike hadn’t backed down—she just didn’t want to continue the previous topic. As soon as she found an opportunity, she struck back. But this time, her counterattack seemed to inadvertently hurt Liuli.
“Yike…”
“Ah! No, no, that’s not what I meant. This, that…”
Yike realized she might have said something wrong and frantically tried to make up for it.
While doing so, she glanced at Serveyia, as if hoping Serveyia would help her out.
But from the looks of it, Serveyia didn’t seem inclined to intervene.
“Alright, Little Fox. Today is a holiday at Saint Laia. How could everyone have forgotten your birthday?”
“But…”
Although Liuli understood that logic deep down, and she actually preferred a quiet birthday, having too many people come to celebrate would make her feel overwhelmed.
Still, if no friend came on her birthday, it would make her seem too pitiful…
“Yike, aren’t you afraid of making Little Fox unhappy? Then you’ll have to comfort her well.”
“That’s not what I meant…”
Liuli could hear from Yike’s tone that she was genuinely anxious, flustered and trying to explain, but after all that, she couldn’t say anything meaningful.
“Little Fox, didn’t I tell you there’s a birthday party just for you tonight?”
“I think so…?”
“Not ‘I think so.’ It’s real. Everyone is preparing for the party. They left the daytime for you, Little Fox.”
“Serveyia, is that true?”
“Of course it is. Why would I need to lie to you? Besides, when night comes, won’t you know if it’s true or not?”