Night watcher, I am Chloe Bourgeois! || Miraculous Ladybug

7: Departure (2)

I gotta wait until the right time.

What a pain.

The next evening, around 5 p.m.

The party for the winner, commonly known as Victorious, is about to begin in two hours and my attendance was necessary, being the family of the mayor I was.

I may meet daddy there but I can't talk to him about my condition as there will be press and other major people and politicians that will surround him for good.

If I had a choice then I would rather skip this good-for-nothing so-called party.

Not to mention that my senses are telling me that Dupain-Cheng will be there, and with my peasants of — uh, with my classmates.

As for Adrian, he will definitely be there.

I sighed at the troubled thought.

It's gonna be very uncomfortable.

Now, here is another thing: according to the common sense of this world, if I enter a party this big in my casual zebra stripe top with a yellow jacket and plain white half-jeans, then apparently, it's not a problem at all.

According to them, you are formally ready!

. . . . Yeah, as if my current consciousness will let me do that.

Before, even I was fine with all that but not now.

Now, it is not normal at all!

That's why I have ordered a number of stylish dresses from a number of famous designers. But here is the problem. . .

Those all 'super stylish dresses' are — I don't know why but — all are zebra stripped tops and yellow jackets along with plain white half-heans. . .

What is going on?

"John Wolee!!" I called.

"Yes, madam?" He came.

"What are all these!?"

"They are your designers' dresses that you ordered, madam."

"Are you out of your mind?" I raised my brow. "From which angle, do you think that these are dresses?"

"Madam. These are what you always wear, aren't they?"

"Yeah! But I ordered dresses! Not my casual wears!"

"But, madam. These are what you wear to all the parties too."

"John Willi. Order an actual dress this time and take here in under thirty minutes. Also, I am bored with yellow and zebra stripes. Make it a longer dress in a darker colour."

". . . Yes madam," and he walked away.

He is a good person and the only good influence on me. He has also taken care of me for a long time.

If I have to say, he is one of the people whom I can trust with anything. And I realised that after my memories came back.

He is like a family to me.

. . . Why is that so embarrassing to put into words?

But his sense of this world is normal by this world standard, unlike mine which has been interfered by another world's normal.

With the way I am now, I can't seem to accept his norm anymore.

I sighed again. There's just too much headache these days.

Within thirty minutes, he returned with a bunch of dresses. This time, real dresses.

. . . And yeah, I did say 'a dress in a darker colour' and he did show me some but the dresses he showed me were all too childish, some have an obnoxious amount of ribbons and some have over-the-top floral designs that it seems like a bouquet or something you would wear on a beach.