The Player is a Part-Timer

Chapter 14: A Foolish Little Star

"Just as I said: maid clothes are the ultimate weapons."

"Or men are just pigs..." The girl with glasses muttered deadpanned.

"Hmm, aren't you the one who always watches their loins? In that case, we can also call you a little piggy."

"A girl also has her needs." She teased Gillian. "But I admit, these uniforms are cute. Where do you get them? And so fast?" They are just her size! A perfect fit!

"I have my sources." the player stuck her tongue playfully. "A magician never reveals her secrets."

"All right then. Keep your secrets. Haah!" Stretching her limbs and smiling, Aika leaned forward, resting her head on her crossed arms, leaning on the counter. "A few more days like this and I can go on a shopping trip. Next time, we go and buy something cute for you. I saw a few pieces in the showcase last time. I think they would fit you."

"In your dreams." Gillian snorted at the idea. Even wearing a bra was humiliating enough! Wearing panties and other girly clothes would be another matter — as she still wears boxers. "I admit, I am cute and beautiful — that's how I designed my character."

Yet, wearing them in the game and doing it for real was another thing.

In the game, it was fine — she even danced for money in the capitals — when she was a beginner—but doing it for real? It was entirely another matter. It was just too much for her remaining masculinity.

"Hell! I have several such "cosplayer" outfits in my inventory, even more in my wardrobe back in the citadel." A place she has no more access to, as it probably disappeared when the game ended. "But to wear them here? No way!" Of course, she still imagined herself wearing them, but it would be embarrassing doing it for real.

"We will see... we will see." Gillian had a bad feeling as Kiryuu showed her a wolfish grin — even the light glinted on her glasses.

"Why do I feel she is planning something?"

"Oh! It is so late already? I need to go home!" Glancing at the clock on the wall, Kiryuu realized it was closing at ten o'clock. "Damn! My parents will skin me!"

"They probably will." The player teased her.

Her shift ended several hours ago, but she wanted some overtime — seeing how much she earned.

"Well, Ladies and Gentleman, greed, for lack of a better word, is good!" Of course, controlled greed. Aika went a little bit overdrive with hers — on her first day, no less.

"Not funny..." Pouted the girl, then sighed defeated.

"I better leave. Tomorrow, after school."

"Sure..." Hummed Gillian, glancing at the sizable show window near the entrance. "It is quite dark out there. Want me to escort you home?"

"Well..." Aika gulped audibly as her vision turned towards the sizable window. "I-I mean, I have pepper spray! I will be fine. Probably..." She shuttered, trying to hold the confident picture of a strong woman.

"Yeah, right... Then, I will escort you." This girl was really troublesome.

"Are you sure it will be fi...?"

'Clang!' Suddenly, the small bell above the door chimed, two persons entering the shop — cutting Aika abruptly.

"Oh! Customers, this late?"

"Yeah... "Customers,"..." Gillian muttered with squinted eyes, spotting the ones who entered her shop. "Oi! Rorschach!"

"Yes?" The man came out from the staff area, all smiles — like always. "Oh! Kiryuu-chan, I thought you already left."