•Black Sheep• || The Devil is a Part Timer || Urushihara / Lucifer

༺Chapter 22༻

'You know, this might've not been the best idea...'

She thinks, staring at herself as she wears a black jumpsuit with a fuzzy cat ear hood.

Opening the changing room door one more, she stops in her tracks when she notices Hara leaning against the wall waiting for her.

When his eyes lock onto her, his nose scrunches up and his brows knit together.

"Are you trying to trigger my allergies?" He sarcastically asks.

"Yeah, I just realized what I was putting on...Oh hey, but that costume looks good on you!"

He was wearing a tattered mummy outfit.

"You think? Eh, whatever, fine, I'll wear this stupid thing. As long as I don't have to try on anymore." He trudges his body back to his changing room to change back into his normal attire.

Aiko giggles slightly as she too does the same, sighing gently to herself.

"Ms. Aiko!" A high-pitched voice exclaimed. The silver-haired female opens the door to reveal an adorably dressed Chiho in a short pink and white dress with bunny ears of the same color.

"Oh, Chi, you look so cute," She smiles.

"Thanks, Ms. Aiko! What's your costume?"

"Well, uh...I can't seem to find one I like."

"Do you need some help? Ms. Yusa is helping Ms. Suzun right now so I can help you with yours!"

"That would be nice, thank you,"

Without another word, the high schooler gleefully skips off to the women's section of outfits. Coming back in under a minute with about eight different costumes.

"U-Uh, don'tchya think this a bit much?"

"Well whatever you don't like, just don't try on."

"Alright..."

Aiko then spent a good ten or so minutes trying on what Chiho recommended her. Three of which she didn't even bother, since the outfit was too, provocative, for her tastes.

The bags that held the clothing littered the ground as the female sat on the bench in her room, with her head in her hands.

A soft knock sounded on the outside of the door.

"Everything okay Ms. Aiko?"

"You can come in Chi, I'm decent,"

As instructed, the strawberry blonde stepped inside the room. Aiko notices she had changed out of her costume.

"You didn't like any of them?"

"It's not the fact I don't like them...I guess it's just that I don't feel comfortable enough in my appearance to pull off the look."

Without responding to her older friend, an idea immediately popped into Chiho's mind. So instantaneously, that there might as well have been a light bulb lit above her head.

Without a word, she quickly gathers up all the discarded outfits and left the small space. Leaving the other girl in confusion.

"Here! This will be the one!" Thrusting the bag into Aiko's hands, the younger of the two steps out to grab the remaining piece of the costume.

"Oh, and you'll need this too," She holds up the last part that completed the attire.

Aiko's eyes widen briefly, but a smile of gratitude soon etches onto her features at what Chiho had found for her to wear.