The next few days were quite peaceful, with nothing particularly worth mentioning happening.
Every day, the main thing Liuli did was look forward to when her custom-made clothes would finally arrive.
However, what puzzled her was that Aili hadn’t come to see her at all these past few days, seemingly just as she had said—busy with many things.
Sometimes, Liuli couldn’t help but wonder: had she really accepted Aili’s confession? Why did it feel like nothing had changed after she said yes?
“Your Highness, Your Highness! The clothes you had custom-made are ready. When would you like to come pick them up? Of course, if possible, it would be best if you could bring Serveyia along as well. That way, if anything doesn’t fit properly, we can adjust it immediately.”
Speak of the devil—just as Liuli was thinking about when the clothes would arrive, she received a message from Dora.
But bringing Serveyia along… that might be a bit difficult. Liuli didn’t think Serveyia would be willing to wear such outfits in front of others. Still, it wouldn’t hurt to try.
After all, comfort was the most important thing. Besides, this was her first time taking measurements—there was no guarantee the clothes would perfectly match Serveyia’s figure.
“Serveyia, Serveyia!”
“When the little fox calls me like that, is it because you need another favor?”
“Dora said the clothes are ready and wants me to pick them up. If possible, would you like to come and try them on to see if they fit?”
“Didn’t you already take my measurements? Even if there are issues, they shouldn’t be too far off.”
“Come on, just try them! If there’s a fitting room, you won’t have to show anyone. And if something’s wrong, it can be fixed right away, right?”
“Little fox, are you really that invested in these clothes?”
“Well, they’re basically my birthday gift, so it’s normal to care a bit, isn’t it?”
As she spoke, Liuli moved closer to Serveyia, her tail quietly wrapping around her.
She looked at her with shining eyes. To persuade Serveyia to go with her, Liuli even resorted to her ultimate weapon—acting cute. It might sound a little embarrassing, but she had to admit, it worked very well.
When it came to Serveyia, a little bit of acting spoiled would almost always make her give in. This trick was practically foolproof.
Of course, it might also be because her requests were never particularly difficult—Serveyia could indulge her and only deal with minor inconveniences.
“Alright. Are we heading out now?”
See? Serveyia gave in, just as expected. Acting spoiled really did work.
“Mhm! The earlier we go, the earlier we come back!”
“Little fox, are you really that excited?”
“Of course! It’s my first time seeing cosplay up close. And with your figure and temperament, Serveyia, you’ll definitely suit Neng Dai perfectly.”
“Neng Dai, huh? Do you like that character that much?”
“I do. But I think your portrayal would make Neng Dai feel even more real.”
Liuli could hear the faint hint of jealousy in Serveyia’s tone. She reached out and took Serveyia’s hand.
“After all, being able to see someone I like cosplay as a character I like is something that makes me really happy.”
At this moment, Liuli felt it was necessary to reassure Serveyia a bit.
Not only because of the subtle jealousy over a game character, but also because she had just accepted Aili’s confession not long ago.
It was important to give Serveyia a sense of security—otherwise, Serveyia might try to “find reassurance” in a more physical way.
“Smooth talker,” Serveyia said, though she didn’t pull her hand away. That meant Liuli’s attempt at reassurance had worked, at least a little.
Sometimes, Liuli felt that Serveyia was like a big cat—intimidating at first glance, but as long as you stroked her the right way, you’d realize she was actually quite adorable.
“Your Highness, you’ve arrived,” Dora greeted them as they entered the esports club building where they had agreed to meet. She immediately stood up and walked over. “Serveyia came too, I see.”
“The little fox asked me to try on the clothes, so I came along. Does the esports club have a place to change?”
Serveyia’s gaze paused briefly when she noticed the large bag of clothes nearby, and the corner of her mouth twitched almost imperceptibly.
“Not here, but we can borrow a changing room from another club. At this time, a few of them should be empty.”
“Really? I thought the esports club might do cosplay activities.”
“Not really. Most people here are focused on games. There’s a separate club for cosplay.”
“Saint Leia even has clubs like that? Do noble ladies enjoy this kind of thing too?”
“It’s not about being nobles—people are just people. Some like it, some don’t. Those who do naturally gather and form a club.”
“Let me ask—how many outfits did you actually order, little fox?”
“Uh… about four or five?”
“Why are you unsure? Weren’t these your orders?”
“Well… that’s true, but…”
After all, whether some of them even counted as “clothes” was questionable—something Liuli didn’t dare to say out loud.
She was worried Serveyia might turn around and leave if she did.
“Forget it. You stay here, little fox. I’ll go try them on.”
Serveyia didn’t press further. She picked up the bag of clothes and left, leaving Liuli alone with Dora in the esports club room.
“Dora, it seems pretty empty here these days.”
“Well, Your Highness, your birthday is coming up, and everyone is busy preparing. It’s normal that no one’s here. As for me, I’m used to this place—it’s like a second home.”
“If possible, I wish everyone wouldn’t go to so much trouble…”
Thinking about how many strangers would come to wish her a happy birthday made Liuli both happy and overwhelmed. How was she supposed to respond to so many people?
“Haha, Your Highness, you’d better get used to it. There will only be more situations like this in the future.”
“By the way, Dora, what outfits did you prepare exactly?”
Although Neng Dai’s outfits in the game could be considered relatively modest overall, there were still one or two rather revealing ones—and some that barely counted as clothing at all, like just a bath towel.
“Don’t worry. They’re all relatively normal styles. I wouldn’t dare make anything too revealing. It might be fine for you, Your Highness, but Serveyia would definitely take revenge on me.”
“Is it really that serious?”
Liuli had expected Serveyia might get angry, but “revenge” sounded a bit scary.
“That’s why I’m surprised Serveyia agreed to your request. She’s really changed a lot for you.”
“Little fox, I’m back.”