Error ♡ 【 Iruma Miu x Reader 】

「4. that」

[Name] complied and took a shower, exiting the bathroom and and going into Iruma's room to change.

However, upon arriving, she had found out the inventor had forgotten to provide her with some new clothes, so she thought of the next best thing: wear Iruma's pink uniform. She actually had extra spares if you looked hard enough. Some were in the closet, under the bed, the drawers; it was surprising how much she had. She also had some weird things lying around, but the girl didn't think much of it. Such silly devices wouldn't taint the image of the reckless female.

She peaked into the top drawer and noticed how much panties and bras Iruma had. Astonishing for someone who smells like they haven't showered in numerous years. Then again, the stench could be just from her work and maybe she built a contraption to clean clothes at a fast pace. Still, [Name] refused to put some on. Doing something so vulgar could be reported.

She hadn't had a clue about her past and she wasn't aware of what others viewed her as, and if it were a good things, then doing such an act like this could ruin it all.

Didn't she already commit something similar to this, though? Iruma never ordered her to change in her room or look through her stuff, so the damage had already taken place without her knowing.

What a turn of events.

Letting the towel drop to the ground, the teen grabbed her mysterious care taker's clothing and slipped it on like a glove. Except, it didn't fit like one. The top draped down to her thighs and the skirt appeared to be down to her knees. Such an outcome should be expected since the girl was short and could be mistaken for an elementary kid. This wouldn't stop her.

Suddenly, a weird shaped device popped into her head with a strange name. Hair Dryer.

Could such a thing exist? In the name, it sounds like it can turn your hair from drenched to completely non-soaked in seconds! She must find this item before this sleepy feeling of hers begins to dawn over her. She hated this.

After showers, a sleepy feeling always took place, and it did annoy her to some extent. Surprisingly, napping was a waste of time to her, so she preferred not to do so.

How does she know the feeling always occurs after a good shower? This is her first time doing this. How did...

Nevermind that.

She yearned to speak to Iruma.

It was still quite a mystery how she ended up here and she wanted some answers.
Not that it was guaranteed she would receive any, but she still wanted to try instead of just giving up.

Meanwhile, the genius was practically fuming, a red blush appearing on her gorgeous face. Believe it or not, she's completely embarrassed and quite angry with herself.

Super shocking, you can say. A girl with high confidence and self esteem that could take years to put her down into a deep hole of despair, was internally screaming and cussing at herself because a girl made her feel this way. Was that even possible? A beautiful inventor beating herself up because of a flat-chested ultimate?

That can't be! Keeping her cool was a speciality she received from no one but herself! She's talented and intelligent! Only she could earn things from herself! If... that makes sense.

She can't like some girl. Actually, perhaps she can. The beating in her chest whenever the girl even spares a glance at her says otherwise.