I Got Isekai'd, Well Shyt! Vol. 1, 2, and 3

Vol.3 Twilight Dancer

Dalia, Nieren, Percy, George, and Quinus were witnessing Rya having an existential crisis. She had six of her golems who brought out six large cases filled with clothes alone. Rya didn't realize how many dresses she accumulated over the past month.

'H-How have I been able to wear so many dresses in one month? Oh god, I'm turning into a princess, and I didn't know it!' Rya was mentally freaking out.

"Wow, Alpha! You have a lot of stuff," the wolfkin stated the obvious.

"I know..." Rya responded, "But how the hell did I accumulate this much crap?... Quin? Did you know I had this many dresses and shoes?..."

"Um, well, yes... I tried to warn you, but you looked so beautiful in those dresses that I didn't want to say anything," Quinus confessed.

Rya frowned, 'Why does he have to say something so sweet and make me feel bad...'

"Quin... If I ever complain about wanting a new dress or a new pair of shoes, you have permission to slap me across the face," Rya said with a straight face.

Quinus shook his head, "How about I just tell you that you have too many, and maybe we can donate some of them."

"NO!... Oh god... I've become a spoiled princess..." Rya cried out.

'I thought I was in control of my feminine side! I thought I had more self-control! Where did I go wrong?!'

Rya looked back at the dresses, then at the case filled with her laboratory equipment. Then, the case full of her potions and magical tomes came into view.

'Okay, the lab equipment and the tomes are a must... B-But that blue dress does bring out my eyes. A-And this yellow dress matches my hair. I-I guess the shoes are necessary, and the accessories will add a pop to my outfits... Get ahold of yourself, Rya! Don't succumb to the girly temptations!'

"Uh, Rya... are you alright?" Nieren asked, as she was concerned for her friend.

"I'm struggling to let go of the dresses... I need to be strong. I'm not the type of girl who worries about fashion," Rya muttered.

"You know it's fine if you want to bring the dresses, right? And I'm pretty sure his highness would get you a whole new wardrobe if you asked him," Nieren replied.

Dalia chimed in, "Plus, these things just get in the way of fighting! You should focus on practical gear that won't limit your movements."

"No... That would be wasteful... 3C... 7B... R-Return those crates back into the palace storage... I-I think I can manage with... with only two crates of my clothes... Yeah..." Rya ordered the two clones while using every ounce of her willpower to keep herself from bringing all of her dresses.

"Understood... Mistress," 7B responded.

"As... commanded," 3C replied.

Rya looked like she was about to cry as the four crates of dresses went back into the palace. Rya turned away and walked straight up to Quinus. She put her forehead into his chest and sobbed quietly.

"Hey, hey, hey... If you want them. I can order to have another carriage brought in," Quinus said as he hugged her.

Rya sniffled, "No, I need to be stronger than this. I can't fall into the temptations. It's only a few... dozen... dresses... I-I can live without it. I don't want to be a burden."

Quinus, Nieren, and Percy smiled at the dark elf's words. While Dalia looked confused, and Sir George thought Rya was being ridiculous.

Quinus looked over at Douglas, "Can't we allow her to bring more than two crates of her things? Is it really a bother if she brings all of her dresses? They're just clothes."