“Well then, Mr. Marc, please undress for your measurements.”
Rachel said this to Marc, who had been led into the back room, with both hands wiggling excitedly.
“Why do I have to undress in front of two women?”
“As I said before, I need to take measurements to make clothes. You’re being stubborn. Josette, please help me undress him.”
“Understood! I’ve undressed men in uniforms several times, so taking off their clothes is easy. Here I go!”
“Whoa! Before I knew it, my clothes were off! What’s going on?”
As Marc struggled, Josette quickly removed his clothes, leaving him with only a single cloth to cover his crucial areas.
“There’s no need to leave even one piece on; it’ll be sad to leave just one. Let’s take it off too. Here!”
“Whoa!”
Rachel easily stripped away the last piece of cloth protecting Marc’s dignity, exposing him completely to Rachel and Josette.
“Josette, what do you think?”
“What do you mean? Though I feel it’s rude to compare… it’s quite small, isn’t it? Is this what it’s like?”
“What are you comparing it to, I wonder?”
“Huh? U-Um, that’s irrelevant!”
For now, the two observed what the cloth had been protecting.
“Whoa, stop it! Don’t look at me! And why can’t I move my body?”
“I wonder why. Hehehe.”
“You really can’t see, can you?”
Marc tried desperately to resist, but for some reason, he was unable to move. He felt a sense of unease towards the impishly smiling Rachel and Josette, who seemed to be talking to a direction where no one should be. He felt embarrassed by being stared at, his face flushing red as he struggled. In reality, Rachel hadn’t come alone; she had brought Mike, a shop-attached fairy from Store No. 2. Normally, Mike was visible, but he was currently invisible, meaning only those who met certain conditions could see him. It was Mike’s power that was restraining Marc.
“Alright, enough joking. Let’s take your measurements. Come to think of it, when I saw you before, I thought you had larger breasts. They’re really gone, aren’t they? Perhaps, Mr. Marc, you squeezed your own chest at that time?”
“…I-I didn’t do anything like that.”
“You squeezed them. Hmm.”
Rachel recalled how Al had attached breasts the same size as Marie’s to Marc’s chest as retaliation for Marie’s kidnapping. Marc denied it, but Rachel assumed he had clearly squeezed his own chest.
“As expected of someone who trains, your abs are defined. Look, they’re so hard. Josette, you should try touching them too.”
“I’ll pass.”
Finishing, Rachel lightly patted Marc’s stomach. She urged Josette to touch him as well, but Josette declined, having no desire to touch any man other than Kent.
“Ugh, stop it. It tickles.”
With Rachel relentlessly touching him all over, Marc, restrained by an unseen force and unable to resist, was touched everywhere as he had no choice.
“Ra-Rachel, you weren’t like this before. What happened to the demure you?”
Marc found the current Rachel, who acted like a little devil, completely out of sync with the demure Rachel he knew.
“Shame. This is the real me! Well, enough playing around, I need to take your measurements.”
With that, Rachel took out a measuring tape and began measuring and noting down Marc’s dimensions.
“In the end, was it necessary to take off my underwear?”
“What? Did you want me to measure the length of that small thing?”
“No, it’s not that, but…”
As Rachel began to tidy up after finishing the measurements, Marc said this.
“Ah, right. You can release the restraint now.”
“Oh, I can move again.”
“How long are you going to stand there naked? Why don’t you put your clothes on already?”
After releasing the restraint, Rachel coldly told Marc, as if she had finished her business. Realizing he could move, Marc hastily put on the uniform that had been taken off him.
“Becky, sorry for the wait.”
“Are the measurements finished?”
“Yes, they are.”
Josette, Rachel, and Marc returned after the measurements were complete.
“Well then, we’ll be going.”
“Thank you for today.”
“I’ll finish them up within a few days, so please look forward to it. See you at school again. Good night.”
“Good night. Please escort us on our way.”
Rachel announced their departure to everyone. Josette thanked Rachel and also greeted Becky and the invisible fairy escort.
“Us?”
After Rachel left, Becky felt a sense of unease about Rachel’s parting words.
“Well, let’s head back too. You’re free to go home now too, Marc. You’ve worked hard today.”
“Yeah, see you tomorrow.”
“Mr. Marc, I’m counting on you tomorrow too.”
With their business concluded, Josette and the others decided to head home for the day. After Marc bid them farewell and left the shop, Josette and Becky also returned to the Duke’s family.
“Speaking of which, Becky, your mother seems to be recovering well. She’s expected to return home next week.”
“Is that so? I don’t know how to thank you enough for all you’ve done…”
“There’s no need for thanks. If you can live happily from now on, that’s all I need.”
on the way back, Josette reported on Becky’s mother’s condition. Her illness had been completely cured, and she was now recuperating to regain her strength. Her recovery was progressing well, and she was expected to be discharged next week. Becky was relieved that her mother was recovering, but she also knew that her dreamlike life with Josette at the Duke’s family was coming to an end soon.
Several days later, after Becky’s shop had closed, Rachel visited.
“Sorry to keep you waiting. The shop’s uniforms are ready. I apologize for the delay; preparations for the school festival took up a lot of my time, and it took longer than expected.”
Rachel carried a bag that contained what appeared to be the shop’s uniforms.
“Rachel, thank you. As expected. To finish uniforms in such a short time… and with such high quality each time. It’s a shame you only make them as a hobby.”
Josette was impressed by Rachel’s skill in finishing the shop’s uniforms sooner than she had anticipated.
“Well then, Becky, let’s have you try them on. I think the measurements should be okay, but…”
Saying this, Rachel led Becky into the back room of the shop.
“Here, try this on. Do you know how to wear it?”
“It’s a type of clothing I’ve never seen before, so I don’t know how to wear it. Is this the uniform for this shop?”
“We prioritized functionality over design. It should be easy to move in, don’t you think?”
As she said this, Rachel taught Becky how to wear the new uniform while checking for any measurement discrepancies.
“It looks good. Sorry about the ready-made shoes.”
“Not at all, thank you for preparing something so wonderful.”
The uniform Rachel prepared this time consisted of a simple navy blue shirt, black pants, and a matching black vest. A crimson apron was also prepared for use when cooking, etc.
“By the way, the underwear is a service. If your bust size changes, don’t hesitate to tell me.”
“Thank you. I’ll take good care of them.”
She had cut corners by ordering the shoes from Kent’s terminal, but inexplicably, Becky’s underwear was elaborately made with lace. In reality, these weren’t work underwear; they were made as Becky’s “lucky” underwear. After hearing from Josette that Becky had feelings for Marc, Rachel had made them to support her. Rachel had no intention of interfering with whether Becky understood and used them.
“Josette, what do you think? How does it look?”
“It’s lovely. Becky, it suits you so well. With such a good design, I wish I could have had one made for myself.”
After changing, Josette had a good impression of Becky in her new uniform. Without thinking, she voiced her desire for her own uniform.
“If you want one, I can make it, you know?”
“No, I think I’ll pass…”
“Huh? Aren’t you going to have Josette’s uniform made? You said you’d make three last time.”
When Rachel casually offered to make one, Josette declined. Last time Rachel visited the shop, she had mentioned making three, so Becky had assumed it was one for herself, one for Marc, and one for Josette.
“The third one is for your mother. It seems the measurements have already been taken, so Rachel should be able to make it.”
“Actually, I’ve already made it. I even had her try it on to confirm the measurements were correct. This is for your mother, Becky.”
“Huh? It’s already made? I thought you only took the measurements yesterday.”
Josette explained that the third one was for Becky’s mother. Josette hadn’t expected it to be finished yet, so she was surprised that Rachel had brought the completed product.
“That’s right. And before coming here, I made a detour to see Becky’s mother. Fortunately, there were no adjustments needed.”
“I’ve put you to a lot of trouble. I don’t know how to thank you.”
“It’s no trouble at all. We’re friends, aren’t we?”
Rachel said it as if it hadn’t required much effort, but looking closely at her face, Josette noticed her makeup was heavier than usual, and she was concealing dark circles under her eyes. Josette felt a pang of guilt upon realizing this.
“Alright, alright. Next, let’s fit Marc’s clothes. Shall we do it here? Or in the back room?”
“…In the back room, please.”
Perhaps embarrassed, Marc shyly answered Rachel’s question.
This takes place the week before the school festival. The next installment is planned to link into episode 247, where Kent and Rachel go in search of an item related to the school festival.
