Lunchtime. The hero was eating goblin edamame and looking at me. "What are you holding in your hand?" I stood next to her and shook the slice of lemon in my hand. "It's a lemon slice." To be exact, it was an enchanted lemon slice that was very useful for cutting fruits. She looked at me, slightly surprised, or rather, at the lemon slice. "Is that the one the teacher used during class? It's been over an hour and the magic is still attached to it?" "It shouldn't disappear. Powerful enchanters can permanently enchant objects." After all, Agelia was at the level of a headmaster. "Is the teacher an enchanter? She seems to be proficient in all four magic systems." "Um..." I nervously laughed it off. The hero looked thoughtful. "This is a +15 lemon slice." "+15...?" "Never mind. Do enchanter mages sell enchanted weapons and equipment to adventurers?" I thought for a moment. "Yes, they do. But there are also some inexperienced ones who deceive adventurers. Often, after a few days, the enchantment effect would disappear and the weapon or equipment would become ordinary again. Adventurers need to be careful. And the weapons and equipment made by renowned enchanter mages are usually priceless." Don't listen to me too much. I don't have much experience, I just heard it from an adventurer sister. "I read in a book that enchanters can not only enchant objects but also enhance themselves? Like creating a magic shield?" "Agelia mentioned that enchanters are more suitable for combat." Magic is not my expertise, so I just told her everything I knew. She silently took a bite of her bread. "But I don't even know what my magic system is." Watching her eat, I tentatively asked her, "Um... Agelia invited us to go to the hot springs together. Will you go?" "Hot springs!?" She showed the same surprised expression as when she first heard the news, as if facing a formidable enemy. "Did you tell her my true gender?" "No..." I quickly said, "I promised to keep it a secret, so I won't tell anyone." "That's good." She made a facepalm expression. "How am I supposed to go to the hot springs? Should I be shirtless like guys? Just wearing a swimsuit? That's too revealing." "Well..." I weakly said. "Then you can go by yourself. I promised to give you a few days off anyway." "I can come back in one day." I said. She could decline, but I was already in a difficult situation. We were both troubled by the same thing, but in reverse – how can a boy like me go to the hot springs with girls without revealing my true gender? Of course, wearing clothes in the hot springs would make people think I'm mentally unstable, so I can only pin my hopes on... a swimsuit! After lunch, I quietly pushed open the door of the Queen... I mean Triste's bedroom. Don't ask me what I was trying to do, I just wanted to borrow her clothes to wear for a bit. When she wasn't around, I sneaked into her swimsuit. I felt ashamed just thinking about it. But there was no other way, I didn't have a swimsuit of my own, so I had to do this. I hope Triste won't blame me for it. I cautiously approached the wardrobe, feeling inexplicably nervous. Although Fontainebleau Mansion was just her vacation home, there should still be plenty of inventory in the wardrobe, right? I nervously swallowed and opened the wardrobe, where various beautiful women's clothing greeted my eyes. Truly deserving of being a queen's wardrobe, it was like a heaven for women's clothing. There were all kinds of styles, both conservative and revealing, and it felt like you could wear a different outfit every day for a year and still not wear them all. "Hmm..." I carefully looked around, and there were also a lot of underwear... bras...! They were super cute. Unfortunately, the sizes were not something I could handle. Even if they were in my size, I wouldn't dare to wear them...! I have my own underwear! Why would I need to steal someone else's? I'm just here to find a swimsuit! I scanned from one end of the wardrobe to the other, my eyes starting to blur, and as expected, I found a dedicated compartment for hanging swimsuits.Great. I counted them one by one, huh? Why are more than half of them bikinis? There are all kinds of patterns, polka dots, solid colors, and even leopard prints! This is too wild.

Bikinis are definitely not an option.

I continue to search.

One-piece swimsuits won't work either, even though I think they're cute, but I can't wear them because they accentuate my flaws.

The key is to cover it up.

I must find a style that has more decorations and can hide it. Uh, it's so embarrassing to choose among a bunch of beautiful swimsuits.

In the end, my eyes were fixated on a cute pink swimsuit.

"Is this... a swimdress?"

I carefully took it off the hanger.

Hmm... one size fits all? I should be able to wear it, right? Unlike bikini bottoms, this skirt not only looks good, but also helps cover my shyness.

What sets this swimsuit apart from others is that it comes with a thin cover-up. There are actually different ways to wear this cover-up. I tried tying it around my waist and it transformed into an apron.

That way, it further conceals, providing double insurance to ensure nothing goes wrong.

I looked at my shy appearance in the full-length mirror, my face turning red... involuntarily covering it with my hand.

I hope Triste won't suddenly barge in and catch me wearing her swimsuit, I had a guilty conscience and glanced at the tightly closed door, secretly relieved.

After returning, I'll put the swimsuit back without a trace, ensuring that there is no evidence of it being moved, yes, yes!