The Angel Next Door Spoils Me Rotten (WN) (Volume 5+)

198 - Trying Clothes

Two weeks to the cultural festival, they were notified that their requested clothes were delivered.

"Hm, these are the delivered clothes. Please wait a moment, I'll distribute them one by one! There's further instructions once you get your clothes, so please wait~"

Kido smiled as she distributed the clothes to her classmates. Once she looked towards Amane, here, she beamed as she went over to Amane, and handed the clothes to him.

"Ah, Fujimiya-kun, there's a classroom for you to change clothes in. Do go there alone later."

"Why alone?"

"Hmm...special situation."

"What's with this situation?"

"It's a little wish from Shiina-san, and I think we should fulfill it for her. She says she wants to show you first, Fujimiya-kun..."

Of course, everyone else agreed, Kido then said something to assure him. Amane felt sorry about that, and was grateful to Kido for being willing to do this for Mahiru's sake.

"Thanks." so he said to Kido and the girls who heartily accepted this turn of events.

During this allocated time, Amane waited before that classroom, for he heard that Mahiru was changing inside.

Of course, the curtains were pulled up. Everyone was supposed to head to their changing room, but they borrowed a classroom to practice serving their dishes. Also, the fluffy maid dresses would garner much attention if they went out, there was lots of stuff, paint on the corridor, which could have dirtied the classes. This might be a major reason for this arrangement.

Why am I so nervous.

He felt strangely, indescribably awkward once he thought of how there was a girl changing beyond the door, It's his girlfriend, and he did see her in her undergarments, practically, but his heart remained restless.

He leaned on the door, and waited silently. You can come in, a tense reply came.

Mahiru might have been nervous herself, and Amane chuckled as he did as she told him to. She was standing some distance away from the door.

He closed the door behind him, and stared at Mahiru before him.

She was dressed in a long sleeved waitress dress that reached her ankles, a classic dress that had suitably blended into modern times. There were lumps at the elbow sleeves, as though there was air packed inside. It was a blue one-piece dress accompanied with an apron.

Kido once said that when wearing miniskirts, they would wear another skirt underneath to prevent it from fluffing up. Mahiru was wearing a long dress that was not too big, and formed a neat, fine silhouette.

There were frills on the apron as decoration, and hardly any exposed skin, cultivating a prim, innocent image. Beneath the hem of the dress were ankles covered by black socks.

On a side note, the black socks belonged to Mahiru. She would wearing socks all year long, so as to not expose any skin. This too was the situation.

"How is it?"

Mahiru tilted her head slowly, and the hair falling by the side fluttered.

She would have to serve customers, and deliver their orders. The flax-colored hair was tied in the back to avoid inconvenience.

A white brim headdress ornamented her head, emphasizing her vibe as a maid.

"...Suits you more than I expected."

"Is that so? Thank you. It is my first time wearing such a thing..."

Amane's earnest praise was received with a bashful reply.