Magic? Muscle Is Much More Important Than Such A Thing!

Eleven stories, clothes represent the inside.

"Let's go shopping!

A while after I woke up, Phyllia raised her right hand and appealed to me.

"Shopping, what are you going to buy?

"Clothes. I've been wearing these clothes for a long time now, and it's time to change them."

Phyllia says as she pinches up the perfect white clothes she's wearing.

Speaking of which, I've never seen Phyllia wear anything but those clothes.

They seem to have some clothes to wear in the room, such as pajamas, but they are always the same when they go outside.

"Phyllia isn't stylish, is she? You're not interested in that?

"There is, but it's more troublesome than that, isn't it? Isn't it enough to wear clothes or something?"

Indeed, Phyllia can get rid of dirt with the magic of life. If she wears one, she will need more.

Phyllia not only remembers battle magic, she also remembers a number of life magic. For example, the magic of removing dirt, or the magic of floating light objects and attracting them to hand?

I think the elves are still amazing in that regard... but maybe this guy just wants to have fun. What?

"Something's changed my mind."

"For the better? Or to the worse?

Phyllia fills the distance with interest as she says so.

"To the muscles."

To my words, Phyllia stopped approaching perfectly.

"Sometimes I can't communicate with Yuri."

Apparently, it doesn't make sense.

"I'm not interested in clothes either. It means you have a budding sense of companionship."

"You're not very happy with that. Besides, it's not like I'm not interested. It's just more trouble than that."

"You can't light it."

"It's not lit."

I hear it's not lit.

We went outside. We came to the clothes store.

The fact that it is the largest clothing store in this city means there are considerable variations from ordinary clothes to unusual clothes that you might call clothes suspicious.

"It's a corner, so I'll buy it too."

I eagle and buy clothes appropriately.

It won't be long before my clothes are torn when I show my muscles to others, so I don't have enough clothes for me.

"Thank you very much."

"Ooh."

Finish shopping and head to the women's clothing store where Phyllia is located.

There was a figure of Phyllia putting her hand on her chin and roaring "mmm" with a serious look.

"Are you still lost?

"I'm a girl, too, so I like pretty clothes."

What does it mean that I am seriously choosing clothes for what I said earlier that I could wear one or something?

"Isn't it natural that you want to choose the clothes that were for you because you were wearing them? That's the girl's heart, isn't it?

"Is that so? Don't take a peek in my heart."

"I'm sorry," Phyllia apologizes as if it were bad.

Nothing. I don't really care because I'm not really mad either.

"And I don't know..."

Phyllia wanders around the sales floor.

I take my clothes from time to time but immediately put them back where they came from. It's a repeat.

You don't know when at this rate...

Shall we start on the spot?

Phyllia clapped her hand flat as if she had come up with a good idea.

"Right! At the corner, Yuri will choose my clothes."

"I...? I don't care, but you can let me choose."

"If I didn't like it, I would have it re-picked until I picked the clothes I liked!

"I'm not okay with that, though."

That's not how long it'll take.

I exhale gently.

We'll have to get serious here.

I looked around the entire store with a sharp eye.

"Hmm..."

When I look around the store, I look at a piece of clothing.

It's black clothes with dozens of dumbbells hanging. It is heavy-duty and, more importantly, ideal for muscle tresses.

Besides, the description attached to my clothes attracted my interest.

"'Just wear it and you'll be mucky too' … Phyllia, this is not good -"

"Absolutely not. Yuri's not wearing it, I'm wearing it, right? If you wear that, I can't move a step."

My suggestion, Phyllia said, "Are you insane?" But I dismiss it with a face I've said.

Well, Phyllia would wear it, not me.

Then do I have to choose between Phyllia's eyes? It was a total blind spot.

But then I don't know what kind of clothes to wear.

Having lived in the woods in the first place, I've never been born to think about people's feelings.

Feelia's soft hand touches my shoulder as I hit and changed and roared.

"Mr. Yuri. Mr. Yuri. I'll give this to Yuri."

She has something like a wheel made of yarn in her hand as well.

Apparently he bought it while I was worried.

"What is it, this?

"I say misanga, and when I keep it on my arm, they make my wish come true when it cuts off"

"Heh, do I get my wish? Thanks."

It seems I put a ring called misanga through my wrist.

"What does Yuri wish for?

Phyllia looks at my arm and asks with pleasure.

A wish…… I never even thought about it.

"Right........." May you fight a strong man. "

"Don't use such cute misangas for such noisy wishes,"

"Well, 'I hope you enjoy looking around this world,'"

"Something's normal."

It is the one with many orders. Besides that, speaking of wishes…….

"That's right! Let's make it 'May muscle goodness spread to the world more'!

"Then it would have been better to wish earlier……………"

"No, I've already decided on that. 'Cause you're usually crazy to think about. Look at that, huh?

I take off my jacket and stretch my muscles.

In an instant, my muscles became enlarged and I grew taller, and I asked Firia from a gaze a step higher than earlier.

"Why aren't such beautiful muscles appreciated? No matter how I think about it, it's weird."

……

Phyllia silences herself without looking at me.

What? Did you fall in love with my muscles?

"... Yuri, I'm out of misangas already..."

"Ah."

I notice when you say it.

My muscles were swollen, which cut off the misanga wrapped around my wrist.

"I bought you a corner...... I don't even know Yuri anymore!

Phyllia turns her back toward me.

"Wow, bad Phyllia, I didn't mean it. Sorry!"

I put my muscles back together and apologized in terrible terms.

I mean, Phyllia turns to me in a way that keeps her mouth shut but also reluctantly.

"…… Then seriously choose the clothing that suits me next. If you're kidding me, I'll get really angry."

"Wow, okay."

I'm not kidding from the beginning, but it's not an atmosphere where I can say that back.

You'll never fail here............!

I indulge in inquisitiveness.

I searched for Firia's clothes using the same concentration as I spent on muscle tresses.

And decide on one piece of clothing.

"This is it!

What I took was a set of top and bottom clothes and socks.

The shape of the garment is white garment with slightly wider cuffs with a silky touch than what Phyllia is wearing right now and a white high sock with a length to the leg on a white skirt.

Gradienting peachy as we approach the hem of the garment is what makes it different from what it is today.

Phyllia observes the clothes I choose as giddy.

"Heh. Does Mr. Yuri like this?

"It's not like you like me. I just thought it would look good on Filia."

Even though I said so, I'm not a little nervous.

I think my decision ultimately chosen by intuition is correct, and I definitely think this garment would look good on Phyllia, but whether or not I think Phyllia would be a good idea is another matter.

"…… it is."

Feelia leaned down a little and squeaked like a solitaire.

The corner of my mouth looks slightly up, but am I mistaken?

"So, what do you think? Are you passing?

"I'll forgive you specially....... I will use it with care. Thank you very much."

Phyllia lowers her head small.

They managed to fit Firia's glasses.

I exhale in relief.

I'm so glad.

It hasn't been that long since we've been working together, but there's not as many people in there as Phyllia.

When I broke up the combination because of this, I couldn't even see it.

I wait for Phyllia to come out in front of the fitting room because Phyllia says she's going to change on the spot and go home.