Chapter 37: Are Underwear and Such Important?

In order to wake up Qianling, Yang Mo anxiously shook her arm.

“Qianling, are you okay? Hey~”

At the same time, she waved her hand in front of Qianling’s face to check her reaction.

The shop assistant ignored their chaotic antics and continued with the next question.

“By the way, have you measured your bust size in advance?”

“Bust size?” Yang Mo turned back and answered, “Ah… I accidentally forgot…”

“In that case, how about I measure it for you right here?”

“That would be great, tha—”

Yang Mo hadn’t finished speaking before she realized something was wrong.

Qianling, who had been frozen in place, also instantly came to her senses.

Because they both suddenly remembered a critical fact—Qianling’s current human appearance was a disguise created with magic.

Touching her skin wouldn’t be any different from a real human, but if someone accidentally touched one of her doll joints, it would be a complete disaster.

So Yang Mo hurriedly changed her words and said to the shop assistant, “Wait, that’s not it, my little sister is really afraid of physical contact with strangers. If possible, could I measure her instead?”

Qianling nodded vigorously beside her.

“I see… Of course, that’s fine too.”

The shop assistant stroked her chin, looking a bit troubled, but in the end handed the soft measuring tape to Yang Mo.

“The fitting room is over there. Please use it.”

“Mm… Thank you.”

Qianling and Yang Mo entered the fitting room together.

Inside the small cubicle, there was a mirror. Qianling sat on the stool facing the mirror, while Yang Mo stood behind her.

She thought she’d escaped a disaster, but little did she know, as soon as one crisis passed, another would arise.

After hesitating for a while, Yang Mo looked at her in the mirror and said seriously:

“Um, Qianling, take off your clothes.”

“Huh?”

At first, Qianling wasn’t even sure she’d heard correctly.

But Yang Mo’s additional explanation made it clear what she meant.

“If you keep your clothes on, the bust measurement won’t be accurate.”

“But…”

“I know you’re a bit self-conscious about this, but the shop assistant is still waiting outside… Let’s just get through this quickly, okay?”

“Well, if you put it that way…”

Persuaded by Yang Mo, Qianling also felt this made sense.

I’ve already been seen anyway, so this shouldn’t matter! …Shouldn’t matter, right?

While trying to comfort herself, she rolled up her dress and pulled it off over her head.

Now, aside from her underwear, she wore nothing else.

She sat properly on the stool, head bowed, body shrinking in on itself a little.

Because there was a mirror in front of her, Qianling had no choice but to see her own body, whether she wanted to or not.

With the disguise magic, her body looked no different from an ordinary girl’s—only her skin appeared smoother and more delicate.

Yang Mo marveled at her side, “So even under the clothes, the magic disguise is still there…”

Qianling thought, why are you making comments at a time like this?

She urged her, “Stop talking and hurry up.”

“I’ll start now! But… Qianling, I think you’re supposed to stand straight for bust measurements, so…”

“Fine, fine, I get it!”

Qianling could only stand up from the stool. Now, she was left with no way to hide anything at all.

She spread her arms slightly, and Yang Mo stood behind her, carefully wrapping the soft measuring tape around her chest.

Yang Mo kept glancing at the mirror to make sure the tape passed over the fullest part of Qianling’s chest.

At this moment, Qianling was even more keenly aware than before that her body was exposed to someone else’s gaze.

And not just that—the feeling of the measuring tape touching her “fullest point” seemed even more intense than the friction of clothing.

So I always wanted to ask! What was the point of deliberately designing this structure! Puppet Witch, what’s wrong with you!

Qianling cried out in her heart.

Because of that damn mirror, she was forced to watch everything happen.

She could even see the confusion and shyness slowly appear on her usually expressionless face.

It hadn’t even been a few minutes, but she felt as though years had passed.

Hurry up… Please, let it end soon…

Finally, Yang Mo hurriedly called out, “Okay, all done!”

The torture for Qianling finally came to an end.

She quickly put on her maid outfit—even though she’d have to take it off again to try on underwear soon.

Then she turned to face Yang Mo behind her.

Yang Mo still looked a little nervous as she asked, “What’s wrong? Did I pull the tape too tight just now?”

Normally, Qianling would probably say something like, “No need to be so nervous!” to comfort her, but this reaction made it seem as though she hadn’t even noticed Qianling’s expression from before.

Come to think of it, I kept rushing her just now, maybe I wasn’t the only one nervous…

With that in mind, Qianling answered, “It’s nothing. Let’s go out.”

But if she wasn’t looking at my face, then she was staring at…

Forget it…

She decided not to think about it anymore and left the fitting room with Yang Mo.

After getting the exact measurements, the shop assistant immediately recommended several matching sets of underwear for Qianling. Most were simple styles suitable for her age group.

While she was chatting with the shop assistant, feeling a little awkward, Yang Mo picked up another set of underwear from the nearby rack.

“Qianling, look at this one! Isn’t it cute?”

Qianling looked back and saw that the underwear set in Yang Mo’s hand had white ruffles as decoration—a princess-like style. It was, admittedly, rather cute.

But… there was clearly much less fabric than the other sets, almost to the level of a bikini.

I’m just a little girl buying underwear for the first time (at least that’s the setting), and you really think it’s okay for me to wear something like this?

Qianling narrowed her eyes at Yang Mo and quickly replied, “I know what you’re thinking, but denied.”

“Eh~ Why not? Just try it on…”

“No reason. It’s just not happening.”

When Qianling asserted her rejection more firmly, Yang Mo looked disappointed, head drooping.

It seemed she really did think the underwear was cute.

Thinking back on her interactions with Yang Mo so far, Qianling felt that Yang Mo’s attitude in these matters was indeed bolder than other girls her age.

Even when bathing—she had only just met her and yet dared to soak in the same bathtub, just because they were both girls. That was way too bold…

If this goes on, she might grow up to be a party girl type?

But if that happened, she’d end up overlapping with the main character’s surface persona from the original story, so there’s no way it’ll turn out like that.

For some reason, this thought actually made Qianling feel a bit relieved.

Looking at the blond girl with puffed cheeks sulking at her, so innocent and lively, yet with a hidden sensitivity in her heart.

Qianling thought, maybe she just wanted Yang Mo to stay this way forever.

But even so, she couldn’t just give in to every one of her strange requests.

“Qianling…”

Yang Mo grabbed her hand, looking up at her with teary, pitiful eyes.

This scene—or rather, this tactic—felt oddly familiar to Qianling.

But…

“……”

Damn it!

Her heart still wavered.

Just as she was about to give in, the shop assistant—who had been quietly smiling the whole time—suddenly spoke up.

“How about this? We have a similar style here, but it’s more suitable for girls your age. Want to take a look?”

“Yes, I want to see!”

Before Qianling could answer, Yang Mo replied energetically for her.

Qianling let out a sigh, then agreed as well, “Let’s have a look.”