“By all means, please leave Shiva-sama’s measurements to this humble Por—bwah!” After turning away the horny pig who had come bringing a measurement tape with a tight slap in his face, Shiva and I got our measurement taken inside Nazarie’s workshop.
I was told that the other saintesses were already dressed in dwarven equipment, whereas Exa’s robe seemed to be a legendary amor that used to be worn by the ancient saint.
I’d felt it was unfair at first, but when I thought about it calmly, he was up against a dangerous person who was called ‘Goddess of the End’.
Without such an amazing equipment, he wouldn’t even have a chance to win.
Anyways, with the measurement over, we were waiting in anticipation for the new equipment in the workshop, but—
“Let’s begin! Shiva-sensei’s sex appeal class!”
――Clap clap.
“My, my.”
“……”
What the hell is this…
We were sitting around a wooden table when the mysterious class began all of a sudden. I thought I might have misheard, but then the organizer, Nazarie, clasped her hands in front of her face and said with a mysterious look on her, “This need not to be said, however the purpose of this class is so that we, the no-havers, can become a hot woman overflowing with sex appeal like sensei.”
That was some unwanted help.
Even without partaking such a thing, I was already overflowing with sex appeal, anyway.
More importantly, I’d finally got what it meant not long ago, so could you please stop including me in your ‘no-havers’ group!?
I have them, alright! Even though they’re small!
“Without further ado, please tell us what is the most important thing we need to be a hot woman, Sensei!” Nazarie asked Shiva in somewhat excited manner.
Shiva made a thinking gesture, “Let’s see,” and then said with a smile on her face, “‘A fine body that makes men involuntarily swallow their saliva’, I think? Like mine.”
This class wasn’t meant for us from the very start!?
I mean, what was the deal with that ‘like mine’!?
I curse you to sag quickly, damn breasts!? I inwardly despaired, but it seemed Nazarie wasn’t willing to give up yet.
While resisting the instant death-level damage to her heart, she said as calmly as she possibly could, “W-well gefu… T-that is certainly important, but gofu… But there are others, aren’t there? Like gestures or clothes…”
“Yeah, that is true. For example, yes. My impression changes greatly depending on whether I’m wearing this blindfold or not.” Saying that, Shiva removed the black cloth covering her eyes.
True, I felt like she had indescribably immoral eros when she covered her eyes.
…….
No, I was just stating my impression of her, I wasn’t in the least bit interested in that kind of play, alright!?
Wait, what was ‘play’ even supposed to mean!?
Don’t make me say such a weird thing!?
“……I see. In other words, if we dress up with such items, we might be able to have sex appeal, even if only a little, right?”
“Yes. Would you like to try it on?” Shiva presented her cloth with a generous look on her face. We silently exchanged glances, and then—
“Fine. I’ll show you. My eros.”
I took the cloth and tied it tightly around my eyes.
“How is it? Don’t I totally bewitching now?” I asked their thoughts with a smug look on my face, but—
“Err, you look like a prisoner about to be decapitated…”
“Who’s a prisoner about to be decapitated!?”
Whak! I immediately slammed the cloth on the table.