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Following Marielle, I quietly open the door and step into the store.
"Welcome."
I was greeted by a quiet, calm voice.
He seemed to be writing something down. He stopped holding the pen and looked at me with a gentle smile.
"I'm sorry. He touched your clothes without permission, it was an oversight of mine."
I apologize to the woman behind the counter who was writing something.
"No, it's fine. Please take your time to look at it. It's fun just to look at it. "
The woman put down her pen, stood up quickly and pointed with her left hand to the products displayed at the back of the store. She did not criticize our action, but rather recommended it.
She had a straight back and good posture.
A woman with good posture looks graceful just by her appearance.
I thanked the woman at the counter with a slight nod and turned my attention back to Marielle.
Following Marielle's movements, the interior of the store jumps out naturally.
The store is much larger than it appears from the outside, and there are many more products on display, both in number and variety.
It looks like a combination boutique and luxury store.
However, the exhibits are all fairy-sized.
The large windows let in a lot of outside light, making the store very bright.
There are also lots of lamps. Last night, the Atari restaurant also had a lot of lamps, but nothing compared to this.
Glass and lights, they spend a lot of money on equipment. The clothes look expensive too.
I was under the impression that these were doll clothes, but am I wrong? If they are too expensive, I will make Marielle cry.
"Marielle, Let's take a look at them all and see what you like and then we'll decide which one you want. Besides, we'd get tired if we had to carry so many things."
I guide her to choose the clothes in a way that causes as little trouble to the store as possible.
"I know. Michinaga, take this."
She put a few small garments and flew off to find other clothes.
"I'm sorry," I said, "Can I borrow this place for a moment?".
Apologizing again to the woman behind the counter, she folded the clothes Marielle had given her on the counter.
"Oh, no, it's okay. you can leave it here."
She began folding Hada's clothes while looking at me from behind the counter.
She was a beautiful woman in her early twenties with brown hair. She was wearing fluffy, baggy clothes that looked like they were on display in the store.
I was fascinated by the way she folded the fairy clothes.
The large, taut twin hills assert their presence through the clothing, tailored with a large slit in the chest.
The fact that she looks down from above also helps me see about half of the rich twin mountains. It's a nice view.
"Talia, this guy has his eyes glued to your cleavage. "
Suddenly, words to my heart begin to fall from above.
I look up startled and see a male fairy hovering in the air with a proud expression on his face.
"No! Since when, who, who? "
I was at a loss for words. It was all I could do to keep my mouth from watering as I looked alternately at the floating fairy, the employee and Miss Talia.
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"I'm really sorry."
it's been years since I've been on my knees, a long time indeed. I try to look sincere just in case.
Marielle steps on the back of my neck like this.
"It's okay, please get up. I don't mind such a thing."
Talia's hand touches my shoulder to wake me up as I drop to my knees, looking genuinely Confused . I see Talia-san crouched on the floor.
"Yes, I'll take your word for it then."
When I look up, I see again those twin dunes, bare and abundant. My eyes are once again riveted on them. Damn it, I hate myself.
But this is where a man shines. I lift my face and look at Thalia, the store owner.
"Thalia, this guy was looking at your breasts again. This time he was looking at them closer than before. "
Oh, no, I can't help it.
She looks at me with reddened cheeks at the words of the evil fairy who has a demanding expression on her face.
He crosses his arms and hides his chest ...... but he's not doing it. It's because he's pushing them up. The wonderful twin dunes are accentuated even more.
"No, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that. I'm telling you the truth, I'm not lying."
I desperately repeated the explanation I didn't understand while stealing a glance at him so Miss Talia wouldn't notice.
"It's okay, onni-san. Talia is dressed like that because she wants to be seen, right Talia?"
echoed the voice emanating from the beautiful fairy.
She whispered something else in Talia's ear as her cheeks reddened.
Her cheeks turned even redder at the whisper, and she twisted her body with glee.
What the hell did he whisper to her? I'm curious. I'm very curious.
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Marielle is delivering clothes and shoes of her choice to Talia, who admired her with her sensual expression.
But what is the relationship between Talia and the beautiful fairy? I can't help but think that this is a rather dangerous relationship.
The fairy talking naked in front of me, whom I meet for the first time, told me about the dream. Not only that, she even told me how to request the content of her dream and what kind of dreams there are.
Talia-san was also listening to the Fairy's story, squirming, not stopping . She was also breathing heavily.
Besides, the beautiful fairy was interrupting Talia's writhings and struggling with her words in conversation. It was a good duo, or rather, a dangerous duo. I couldn't get enough of watching them.
In any case, they are dangerous. She is a dangerous woman in many ways. Let's not get too involved.
She said, "We're like-minded people, aren't we? I hope to work with you in the future."
When she offered me the bag containing my clothes, she looked at me with a haunting look, her face turned upwards.
Oh no, I label myself as the same type of person.
I had to hurry and get out of this place, my rational mind screamed, but I couldn't take my mind and eyes off Talia.
Please don't look at me with wet eyes. I'm going to lose.
"Yes, please, I don't know much about fairies and stuff, so I'd appreciate it if I could keep consulting you ."
I lost, I lost.
There I was, pretending to accept the offered bag of clothes, holding Talia's hand firmly underneath the bag.
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