I opened the status window and equipment window, checking my specs with a satisfied expression.
Accessories, weapons, outfits with desired options. I’ve matched everything I could match.
“Hmm, hmm. Good.”
Full farming of the temple complete!
Today marks the end of farming I can do alone.
From tomorrow, I can take it easy. I can just run buses whenever schedules align with Chris and party members.
The three-day solo farming of ‘Berbeia Ancient Temple’ has ended. I also sold weapons at high prices during that time. Thanks to that, I was able to make decent income from this dungeon too.
On the day of the first clear, I made up my mind to show Chris my solo play, but not much changed.
I had prepared various excuses regarding questions Chris might have about the reasons I’ve been soloing and my movements showing excellent reaction speed, but fortunately there was no need to use them.
But Chris seemed to have a lot on her mind that day.
If anything changed, it would be that Chris started asking about my body condition more often than usual.
Today is the day ‘Lee Seulbi’ goes to the hospital. Even after being discharged, she needs to receive regular outpatient treatment.
It’s very bothersome, but anyway, Lee Seulbi needs to be healthy for me to enjoy the Astria continent comfortably.
If I show even a little sign of not wanting to go to the hospital, Chris makes an expression like she’s about to cry.
“Chris unnie worries too much.”
After lightly complaining and finishing today’s daily quests, I ended the connection.
* * *
On the way back in Chris’s private car after finishing outpatient treatment at the hospital, we were having a light conversation.
“I’m so glad you’ve improved a lot!”
Chris smiled refreshingly. Chris seemed to be in a particularly good mood today.
Whirr.
Even though it’s an electric wheelchair so there’s no need to push it, Chris liked the action of pushing my wheelchair.
According to the doctor, the nutritional deficiency problem has been almost completely resolved now.
I wonder if it’s because I’ve been eating three meals a day properly all this time. It was inconvenient to have to disconnect from the game in between, though.
Chris, who had approached my side at some point, scratched her face and said in a passing tone:
“…I heard your mental wounds are healing little by little too.”
“Well… I don’t think there’s anything that could be called mental wounds particularly…”
“Th-then that’s good.”
Diagnosis: PTSD.
I heard about that today too.
I heard it’s a scary disease, but I finished suffering from that a long time ago. I’m fine now. The doctor and Chris are just making a fuss.
Chris helped fold my wheelchair into her car.
Woong.
I felt it when I rode before too, but Chris’s car has such good ride quality that you can hardly feel any shaking. It must be quite an expensive car.
Chris, sitting in the driver’s seat, slightly looked over my body.
“…How does Rain buy clothes?”
“Clothes? Um, I order them on the internet.”
I looked down at my clothes at her words.
It’s light sweatpants consisting of a top and bottom. It was a bit much to call it outdoor wear.
Actually, since I don’t have occasions to go out with this body, there was no need to buy fancy outdoor clothes. Even when I lived alone, I just went back and forth to the convenience store in front of my house at most. Very occasionally, I did go to the supermarket too.
Chris hesitated slightly and carefully opened her mouth to me.
“Rain, um, uh… Are you not busy today? If possible, could you spare some time? Only if Rain is okay with it, though.”
“Time? That’s fine, but.”
Suddenly?
I tilted my head.
I finished temple farming, and selling advance party weapons too. I already finished daily quests in advance because of today’s outpatient treatment schedule, so I didn’t have any urgent matters right away.
I did want to run temple buses right away, but anyway, Chris is my employer. I just need to respond when she requests.
“Chris’s Raid Party does something like a regular meetup every time we finish farming a new elite dungeon. Well, it’s nothing special. Just gathering at a cafe to drink coffee and chat, that kind of thing.”
“Aha.”
“So, um. I thought it would be nice if Rain could join us there today too.”
“Okay.”
“R-really!? Will it be alright!?”
“…What wouldn’t be alright about it?”
“Sniff…! This unnie is really grateful…!”
Chris clenched her fists and shed tears of emotion.
I felt a little mischievous at her reaction.
What does unnie think of me? A patient with communication disorder?
Of course I’m shy around strangers, but if it’s Chris’s Raid Party members, it’s Bae Merong, Cherni, and Deathly Death.
They all came to visit me in the hospital and we’ve run dungeons together while doing buses, so they’re not people I can’t meet.
Chris smiled brightly and casually dropped a bombshell statement.
“Then we should stop by a clothing store and buy clothes first. Rain, you agreed to go along today, right?”
“What!?”
I was startled.
Even though my legs don’t move, I felt like my body jumped up.
Various fluttery women’s clothes dazzled my eyes.
“Uwaah…”
I covered my eyes with my small hands.
This place is a women’s clothing store.
A place I couldn’t see even in the distant memories of my past life.
For the first time in my life, I set foot in this sanctuary forbidden to men.
The eyes of the female employee at the women’s clothing store who watched me enter the store in a wheelchair widened for a moment, and a slight compassion appeared in her expression.
Fortunately, just before I felt bad, that employee erased that expression and started squealing. As expected of a professional.
“Oh my, oh my. What a beautiful customer you are.”
“Hello.”
“Kyaah!”
When I gave a slight bow to the saleswoman, she squealed again in delight. She seems to be far from calm.
The female employee who approached me and took simple measurements started recommending various clothes.
“My goodness… Such a beautiful hair color… Even colors that are difficult for customers to pull off will suit you well. Bright colors will suit you best, but dark colors would be good too. The smallest size… Oh my, oh my. This would be good too. It’s a wrap dress style, but the smallest size should fit you. How about a white dress that matches your hair color?”
I gave Chris a pitiful look.
It’s asking for help.
Chris, who had been grinning from a distance, picked out a dress and held it up to my body, then led me towards the fitting room.
In front of the fitting room, Chris, whose face had reddened slightly, cleared her throat a few times.
“Ahem, ahem. Rain. Can you put it on by yourself?”
I nodded.
I’ve been living with this body for quite a long time. It’s a bit difficult, but not to the extent that I can’t put on clothes by myself.
Still, it would be easier to put on if Chris helped.
“If you help me a little, I can put it on quickly.”
“Ahh…!”
Chris choked on her breath and started looking for something around.
Soon, Chris found a cloth similar to a handkerchief and wrapped it around her eyes.
Then, as if possessed by a hero from a certain MOBA game, she boldly shouted.
“Wh-where should I go! Is this okay!?”
“…?”
Why does Chris unnie need to wear something like a blindfold to help me put on clothes?
Rustle. Rustle.
“Huff, huff.”
Chris carefully fumbled around my body.
Her breathing was a bit rough and her face was red.
“Ah!”
Chris was startled every time her hands touched my bare skin.
Why is Chris unnie startled, not me?
“…Why did you cover your eyes? It must be difficult.”
“U-unnie doesn’t have confidence.”
“Confidence…?”
Chris, who shook her head vigorously once, helped me take off my clothes again.
Chris’s hands carefully supported my legs, and I moved my hands to take off my sweatpants.
My body instantly became dressed in just a bra on the upper body and panties on the lower body.
It’s awkward to say it myself, but except for being a bit lacking, my body is quite pretty too.
These days, I’ve been eating well so I’ve gained weight to just the right amount to look good.
The act of seeing my body with my own eyes. Now I don’t feel repulsed because of the distant memories of my past life.
But, this is a bit dissatisfying.
I pouted, looking down at my small chest.
It seems like a bra isn’t necessary for such a small chest, but I heard you have to wear one if you have a woman’s body anyway.
I slightly raised my eyes and stared at Chris.
“Huff, huff.”
She was still covering her eyes with the cloth, making strange breathing sounds while waiting for my instructions.
Chris wasn’t wearing clothes that exposed a lot of skin like in the game, but her outdoor clothes also couldn’t hide her beautiful figure.
Chris’s violent chest was compared to my flat chest.
“Haah.”
I shook my head and spread out the dress, handing it to Chris.
“A wrap dress…? I don’t know much, so please dress me as you see fit, unnie. I’ll put it on myself next time.”
“U-um!”
Chris carefully wrapped the dress around my body.
To think this cloth that looks like a gown is a type of dress, the world of women’s clothing is profound.
She pulled out the left strap through the hole on the opposite waist, wrapped it around my back and lowered it to the left waist.
The right strap wrapped around the back, went around once, and intertwined with the left strap.
And the left and right straps that came down to the waist were tied, beautifully completing even the ribbon shape.
“Oh.”
Clap clap clap.
I applauded Chris, who succeeded in all these actions while blindfolded.
Chris took off the cloth covering her eyes and sat down on the fitting room floor, panting.
“Th-this is torture…”