Chapter 25: You and Your Gentleman
“Do you have these clothes here?”
“Yes, that’s right. These are all my designs, but I can’t bring them to the counter. You know how it is with this kind of clothing…”
As the shop assistant spoke, her face grew redder, but her eyes still sparkled with passion, as if beneath her shy exterior lay a heart eager to “do great things.”
“I see, then wrap them all up.”
“Ah, okay, then… wait?!”
The shop assistant thought that Evelia had been looking at the catalog for a long time to choose something she liked, but instead, she boldly wanted to wrap up all the dozens of underwear in the catalog.
“You want all of these?!”
“That’s right, I want them all. Don’t worry about the price; I still have some money.”
As for the money, it would probably involve applying for some task funding from the Second Prince.
Although it seemed a bit strange to apply to her superior for funds to purchase a bulk order of underwear, Evelia didn’t care. She felt that buying these clothes was just part of the Second Prince’s task, and he should approve the funds.
If he doesn’t approve… there are other ways to phrase it…
“This isn’t about the money; are you really going to wear so many underwear?”
“One set a day is fine, isn’t it?”
“What kind of talk is that!” The shop assistant seemed particularly excited, raising the catalog and slapping it down forcefully. “If it’s just for wearing underneath, then the most ordinary underwear would suffice! Such designs shouldn’t be hidden away under thick fabric!”
“……”
Evelia paused, seeming to think about something.
“What you mean is, to wear it on the outside?”
“Of course! Such stylish and alluring underwear is meant to be worn publicly!”
In Evelia’s mind, a vivid image appeared of herself changing into different kinds of underwear every day, appearing almost bare in front of Alman—
“Well, that’s not impossible.”
She seemed to have completely misunderstood.
“Yes, such attractive and revealing underwear is most effective when worn visibly! You can’t let such beautiful lingerie be submerged beneath thick materials and go unnoticed!”
“Um… makes sense.”
Although Evelia didn’t really understand where the sense lay, she was moved by the enthusiasm of the cute shop assistant.
“Now, Miss, can you tell me what kind of person your gentleman is? I’ll recommend underwear based on that.”
“Um…”
Evelia hummed lightly, picturing Alman’s outline in her mind. To describe this man accurately, she pondered for a long time, searching for words that matched him.
Finally, she settled on one word, lifted her head, and said seriously to the shop assistant:
“Foolish, yet a bit not foolish.”
“……?”
The shop assistant smiled, responding with a question mark.
“But it also seems he doesn’t have much brain.”
This was Evelia’s highest evaluation of Alman. Not calling him foolish was already showing some mercy.
“Are you saying this fool… is the kind who’s a bit silly?”
The shop assistant worked hard to understand the words Evelia had said, still subconsciously beautifying the term, thinking it was just playful banter between couples, similar to a term like “little silly pig.”
“Yes, silly… but not too silly…?”
As for Evelia, she naturally had no idea that “silly” could also mean a kind of endearing term; she simply knew that foolish and silly were almost synonymous.
Her hesitation in the latter half of the sentence likely stemmed from the fact that Evelia still felt she hadn’t seen through what kind of person Alman truly was.
“I see, no wonder you’re choosing cute styles; couples usually like that kind of fashion.”
“I’m not silly.”
“Ah… I didn’t mean to say you’re silly…”
“And we’re not a couple.”
“Uh-huh, I got it, I got it…”
The shop assistant broke into a cold sweat, realizing that Evelia seemed to be both serious and overly earnest, yet if she were a serious person, why would she indulge in “seducing a man she doesn’t like”?
Could it be role-playing between spouses? It didn’t seem like that—
“Anyway, the gentleman you’re dealing with is an honest and pure-hearted person?”
“……No.”
Honest and pure-hearted, Evelia did not understand why the shop assistant associated those two terms with Alman. She had not sensed such qualities in him at all.
“Then… um… okay, it seems your gentleman’s personality should be quite complicated. Let’s approach it from another angle. How old is he this year?”
“26.” Evelia answered quickly, having memorized all of Alman’s personal information.
“26, in the peak of youth! That’s a good age. For such a vigorous young man, there’s no need for you to intentionally act cute; just showcase your body’s advantages as much as you wish.”
Through Evelia’s clothing curves, the shop assistant had a rough idea of her various sizes. Judging from Evelia’s appearance, despite her long pink hair, there was more allure than cuteness.
Her physique was also excellent; after all, this was a “post-transition” body. With a bit of special alchemy, reshaping to a perfect appearance wasn’t difficult, and with the Second Prince’s connections, he could easily hire a skilled alchemist.
But as for what happened to that alchemist, it was Evelia’s “rehabilitation training.”
Her orders were that after the transformation, the first thing to do upon waking was to eliminate the alchemist who knew this secret. As the top assassin, she naturally completed this task flawlessly.
Now, only the Second Prince and Evelia herself knew her original form.
“So, what was that gentleman’s profession?”
“He’s a knight.”
“How’s his family background?”
Evelia listened and recalled the ridiculously large manor.
“Decent family background.”
“And what’s your job?”
“I’m a maid.”
“……A maid?”
At that moment, the shop assistant’s mind conjured at least five thousand words worth of love stories between maid and master, including some scenes that definitely needed to be censored.
“Ahem, I think I understand now. I’ll prepare a few sets of lingerie for you.”
Seeing Evelia still waiting, the shop assistant wiped her mouth, stopped her daydreaming, and pulled out five small wooden boxes for clothing from the shelf.
“While we can’t let lingerie be lonely under clothes, since it’s lingerie, it should serve an inner purpose. Miss, you can try this.”
As she spoke, she took out a pure white set of lingerie and displayed it in front of Evelia.
It was a set of snow-white underwear, completely devoid of embellishments, with a soft, gentle fabric that felt extremely smooth, like milk candy.
Perhaps it had slightly less fabric than other ordinary pieces, but it was definitely not revealing, and even carried a sense of purity.
“This…?”
“Exactly this. Miss, white symbolizes purity, which aligns with the justice that knights pursue. They often resonate with pure and elegant girls, and pure white lingerie is like a holy object, making it the most desirable purity.”
—How did she manage to combine a holy object with underwear?
Listening to the shop assistant’s words, Evelia found it somewhat amusing.
“So, this piece of lingerie is meant to let your gentleman ‘accidentally’ see it, allowing him to ‘unexpectedly’ discover your white underwear. This way, he’ll surely be drawn to your purity. For some, revealing outfits attract attention, but others believe that this untouched white represents the greatest allure; only white can evoke a desire to corrupt in others.”
Evelia looked at the lingerie; she didn’t object because she didn’t understand all this, so she left it all up to the shop assistant. However, the way she spoke was becoming increasingly strange.
“Alright, then wrap it up.”
“Let’s start with this, Miss.” After confirming Evelia would purchase this item, the shop assistant handed the lingerie to her, simultaneously passing her a white dress. “You should wear it now.”
“……”
Evelia remained silent for a moment as she looked at the lingerie before finally taking it.
