Into The Devildom

The Terrible Uniform

Bibby's POV:

I didn't like the uniform. It was nice enough. Until I saw it had a skirt.

I sighed and put it on all the same, making sure to put some black leggings on underneath.

"I'm going to talk to Simeon about getting pants later." I mutter to myself.

I had been forced to wear next to nothing most of my life; be fucked if I was going to do that here.

I sighed and walked out of my room, trying to avoid anyone who might be in the hallways.

I walked quickly but to where I was supposed to meet everyone. I spotted Simeon walking away and quickly caught up with him.

"Um. Excuse me?"

The tall, tanned man turned and looked down at me.

"Ah, yes? Billilia was it?"

I nodded. "I was just wondering about getting pants for this uniform."

Simeon tapped his chin as he thought for a moment. "I don't see why it would be a problem. I'll see what I can do."

I lowered my eyes to the ground, put my hands together and bowed slightly. "Thankyou."

"I- It's alright, Billilia. You don't need to do that."

I didn't say anything and waited for him to let me go or for him to leave. He seemed to realise this, and he sighed. "You don't have to do that here. You don't need permission for these things."

I hesitated. I did need to meet up with everyone else, but it was going to be a hard habit to break.

He sighed. "Alright, just for now. Go meet with the others; they'll be leaving soon."

I nodded and quickly walked off to where I was supposed to meet them.

"...Majolish."

I got to the group just as the tall, dark haired man, Lucifer, finished explaining.

The man who had helped me, Kamal, leaned over. "You're late." He muttered. "I nearly had to make excuses for you."

I glanced at him as we walked out of the dorms. "You do not need to worry. You will not ever have to make excuses for me."

Kamal smirked. "We'll see about that."

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I looked around the clothes shop, Majolish, and deadpanned.

Kamal elbowed my side. "Come on. You didn't have time to pack clothes, did you?"

I sighed and shook my head.

"Well then." He tapped his chin. "Maybe you should do the opposite of what you're used to."

I frowned. "I do not-"

"Yes you do." He pointed to a shelf with jeans piled up. "Go on."

I hesitated, so he grinned. "If you don't, I'll go get Asmo."

I growled and walked towards the pile of jeans. "Fine." I muttered.

After everyone had bought the clothes they had wanted, we headed back to the dorms. Kamal stayed as close as he dared to me, but I didn't mind too much. He understood my situation without me having to say anything and for that I was grateful.

Headed back up to my room, Kamal walking slightly ahead of me.

"I'm going to go back to the rec room after I drop you off."