The Seamstress Girl

Mr. Stoll, who took off his armor, was a cream-colored man.

Fluffy hair falling to the chest is buttercream coloured

The quality is very good, and there is no weird scum left.

The color of the eyes is blue. Because the skin color is slightly lighter than the buttercream, the eye color is very attentive. Beautiful than cute.

You're in a librarian or something, a gentle serious type that seems quiet?

Until I took off my armor, I was a crisp and Rin type, so the gap is a little cute.

And the style is Dawn Kew Slali.

Because of the armor, my three size appraisal eyes weren't working, so I look again.

I think I got a crease between my eyebrows.

There are things in this world that look like bras.

But I don't really have a way with it.

A lot of people smash their chests.

That's what the armor did, but it would have been painful to move.

"Chest, uh, one size, top, keho,"

The eyes of the maid sisters dwelt in a noisy light.

"Master Yui, are you serious?

I snort and write chest size on the paper I was given.

It's pretty much the same as the maid length, so it would be in the supply inventory.

"Wait, I'm just fine with this!

"No way! May I, Master Stall? We were also pointed out by Mr. Yui and raised the size one by two. The breast meat... if you don't deliver it properly, I'll run, so rinse! On your stomach, on your back..."

The maid sisters laid their eyes down sadly.

"Wow, me too, for one size?

He shook his voice and Mr. Stoll put his hand on his chest.

I nodded, "Mmm.

"Master Yui only sees it and knows the size of a person. The guy's, like, the right size!

"Of course, some people said it was easier or easier to move if you did as Yui instructed, because your chest was in the way."

"Speaking of which, ladies and gentlemen, it's kind of prettier than when we met before..."

"Ah, there's also a spill of the favor that Master Yui is under the protection of the Spirit ~"

Only now, I lifted my hand to the maid sisters who drop their shoulders a little.

"Shh, shh, shh, shh."

"Master Yui, please don't push me, I'll have my writing set ready now!

Well, I got a writing fixture on hand.

I checked recently.

Ladies and gentlemen of this mansion, they were all guardians of the Spirit.

Then, knowing that Mr. Skull was able to sew with his magic, they all threaded the magic of their favorite people as thin as this, and sewed them together.

It seems that most people can't get magic out of their bodies at their will.

It's just like a thin potato, so much so that it can get wrapped up.

The Spirit was aiming at that time and borrowing his magic.

In the meantime, everyone writes and teaches that they are guardians of the Spirit.

"Well."

"Lie, ah, but here... you don't have to be with Master Yui to taste like tea..."

"Speaking of..."

"This information isn't good either, I'm glad the former king needed it. Needless to say folks..."

"Yes, you don't need to say anything else"

"I will tell the Lord and the former King"

"Master Yui, Mr. Stall is ready!

Yeah. There was a Mr. Stoll scream going on at BGM.

Anyway, if you're going to do it yourself, when people put it on, you'll be surprised ~

I'm relentlessly stuck in my arms, pulling meat from my back to my stomach.

I was distant to remember being hit by a senior in the handicraft department when I was in middle school in my previous life.

My father used to look at my wife as a housekeeper, so my mother wasn't much of a fashionable person.

Little was taught by that guy.

What seniors and friends taught me about how to wear a bra and how to take care of my skin.

A woman's demeanor is a kind of battle pattern, so the seniors' words, I'll never forget...

Now, once again, with the writing instrument in my hand, I wrote a brief diagram showing how to wear armor and precautions.

Mr. Stoll, bewildered, gave up in a way, wearing armor as I explained.

"Oh, no way, I haven't even tightened it, but it's perfect...?

Satisfied with a crisp silhouette.

but the change then came.

The corner of his head moved like a gnaw.

"Huh?"

It changed with the head and the flowers blossomed.

"Beautiful..."

"Awesome."

The maid sisters fell in love and breathed.

It's a lily crown.

And from his chest, a green gem emerged.

To accompany the left and right supraclavicular.

And from my back, the only wings I could see on this occasion were spread.

The first time I saw it... it was the same size spirits as armor.

I guess he slept on the chest of the armor, full and stretched, and the Spirit assimilated again with the armor to hide its appearance.

I saw something amazing.

Of armor, "Spirit of armor."

This armor is the spirit that created it.

This must be the ultimate in spiritual protective stitching.

Birth generation of spirits, not naturally occurring