The Me Who Wants To Escape The Princess Training

"The maid looks romantic."

I turn a frigid eye to a brit who doesn't know what it means when he thinks he's suddenly here.

"I'm not sure what you're trying to say, but I know you're saying something disgusting"

"What's so disgusting about it!

Brit gets outraged, but it's not what I found out.

"So, what can I do for you?

"Hehe, you've heard so much!

Bridget took it out of the paper bag she had in her hand just saying she was waiting.

"I tried to make it in the mood! Maid clothes!"

It's not stunning made-up clothing that makes you confidently spread it out...... No, it's made-up clothing, but it's not official made-up clothing to my knowledge.

"Why is the hem so short?

'Cause that's good.'

"What? You'll be ashamed to see the whole foot, not this one."

"On the contrary, it has to be short."

"But you can't work, can you?

"It's okay, 'cause I'm not really gonna do my maid's job wearing this"

The more I listen, the less I understand, and lean my neck with Maria, who had refrained by her side.

"You're a maid of honor, but you don't work for a maid?

"That's right."

"Why?"

Phew, and the burrito snapped his nose.

"Because this is a man's romantic made-up outfit!

In contrast to the confident Brit, me and Maria pulled. I pulled a lot.

Physically, of course, I pulled a lot.

To us all at once lagging behind, the briar child crept over.

"That's what romance means!? I'm bringing you something!

"What's wrong with the woman who bought Negrije now?

"I bought those because they weren't for me to wear!

"I've been making a lot of money, and suddenly His Highness stopped buying me, so I need a new way to live!

"Because it doesn't matter and I won't buy it!

"Please, wish. Ah! Aren't we friends?

"It's no use being a burrito to me!

"Chip!"

Blistering and leaning over, the Blister thumped his tongue in abundance.

"You can expect some profit for now if you buy it!

"I don't know. I don't know! Make it Maria!

"What! How could I!?

As far as possible not to get involved, Maria, who was quiet, shouts her surprise. Trying to escape alone doesn't do that.

"You just have to let the stalker you're obsessed with buy it"

"Hiya, don't say anything horrible!

You must be seriously scared. Maria developed goosebumps and rubbed her arm.

"As it is, first of all, why don't you just show me what it's like to wear it?

Though frightened, Maria, who suggested so, doesn't seem to want the younger prince to buy this.

Maria's suggestion is frivolous.

"Hey...... you tried to put it on us and you're not going to wear it yourself?

"No... because it's not for me to wear..."

"We're not, either!?

When Maria claims in tears, the burrito gets stuck in words.

"I'm saying I'll think about it when I show it to you, so you should wear it"

"No... but look... isn't this a little too leggy?

"Negrije, what is it that people are selling!

most. The burrito groaned from the back of his throat.

"I get it! I'll wear it! You should wear it!

The wrecked burrito takes off his dress screaming. Whoa, are you really going to wear that? You're a strong man...

Put it on yourself. I recommended it, but I really didn't think I'd wear it. Maria is helping me get dressed.

"How about that!

The dressed brit stands in front of him and stretches his chest. My chest swayed. You don't like it.

"Something... you're a bum."

"Oh, it's your size, so you won't have a choice!?

Looking at his whole body, he claims that the burrito is out of his mind. Pretty, then frilled a lot, then short hemmed maid clothes, to be honest, didn't look better on the Brit than I thought. When I do it, a nice buddy burrito wears it, I can't deny the feeling of being dressed.

But to say tight clothes for a busty body seemed like a maniac to take.

"You don't look great."

"You don't look great."

Bridget cried when she uttered almost the same meaning as Maria, even if she didn't want to.

"Wow, it was me... I wanted to be a girl with cute clothes on..."

Hi. They inadvertently inspired the Brit kid complex.

"Yes, it's okay! You have good tits!

"It's not like I wanted to be a big tit..."

"Bon, cu, bon is the longing of the women of the world!

"I wanted to be born cuter than that..."

No, I can't. I don't float.

Dizzy, brittle kid crying like hell. Sure, pretty clothes don't look good on her luscious. Suitable clothes would be quite limited.

"Or I'll buy you one!

I can't let them cry forever. If I had no choice but to say so, the Brit gave him a face and a full grin.

"Every time!

I have good business guts.

Regardless of me pulling her face, Bridget just took off the maid's clothes she was wearing and changed back into her dress.

"Want to try it on? I'd be in trouble if I had a different size."

"No... because I don't actually wear it..."

"Fair enough! Don't say that!

You were crying until just now, and I'm totally in work mode.

She loosened the dress string to me just because Maria got it. No, I didn't say I would wear it!

Even if you look at a dress that ruthlessly slips off and shows rejection, winning or losing is decided on a two-on-one basis.

Quickly dressed, she shivered with humiliation as she suppressed the hem of her round leg maid clothes.

"It suits you -!

"Fine, inside."

I'm not even a little happy to be praised.

"Okay... I'll buy one, so take it off already..."

"Waste"

Maria makes me look unhappy.... but that face quickly turned into a smile.

At the same time I was surprised to see the face, I heard a voice.

"About ten clothes, let's buy them at a price"

"Thank you for your purchase!

A rough look back at the voice from behind.

There was someone as expected, and it goes without saying that I screamed.