When the sunlight streamed into the room through the window, Iss realized that it was already the next day. She habitually reached out for her phone, preparing to check the current time, only to find it wasn't there. But Iss was used to this, probably because she had placed her phone somewhere else before going to sleep. She yawned, feeling the slight chill in the autumn air, and thought about sleeping for a little while longer.
"Sister, the captain of the Knights from the Nila Diocese is seeking an audience."
"Huh?"
The sudden voice made Iss jump out of bed. After realizing that it was Camilla who spoke, she coughed lightly in embarrassment. This wasn't Earth, but a place called the Alexia Continent.
Ah, I've already traveled.
Iss couldn't help but sigh. Then she adjusted her nightgown, regained her composure, and walked down from the grand bed adorned with colorful canopy.
"Forget about the captain of the Knights from the Nila Diocese, did Camilla leave the room while I was sleeping?"
Even without Camilla's answer, Iss already knew the result would be "no". It wasn't because Camilla received the command not to leave her sight, but rather because Camilla could only answer with "no" no matter what. Iss asked this irrelevant question to give herself some time for her still not fully awake brain to react.
Wearing a black off-the-shoulder gown that looked very cold, Camilla, with her bright golden hair, answered matter-of-factly.
"No, the news was given to me by the mansion maid."
"I see."
Iss let out a sigh of relief. Although she wasn't worried that Camilla would betray her, receiving a confirmation still put her at ease. However, she didn't know how to face Camilla in her current state. If Camilla were a true robot, Iss wouldn't feel this sense of unease. But Camilla was a human with flesh and blood, and no matter what, it was impossible to use her without emotions.
When Iss was going to sleep yesterday, she had this premonition. Due to her command that Camilla couldn't leave her sight and the Count's eldest daughter's room having only one bed, Camilla planned to sleep on the floor. Of course, Iss couldn't allow a defenseless girl to sleep on the cold floor, so she let Camilla sleep with her on the large bed. Luckily, the Count's daughter's bed could easily accommodate five or six people, so Iss didn't feel cramped with Camilla sleeping next to her.
It was inevitable that Camilla would see Iss's sleeping position earlier than expected. Thinking about this, Iss couldn't help but peek at Camilla's expression—no expression. In other words, even if Camilla saw it, she would only complain in her heart. But it was this kind of thought that made Iss feel embarrassed.
No... after all, having a woman sleeping in the same bed as me for the first time, even if she saw my terrible sleeping position, I've gained an advantage, especially since Camilla is—uh, never mind.
Iss subconsciously looked at Camilla's well-developed breasts. If she hadn't noticed that Camilla actually used padding, Camilla would have been a woman within her protective range. Of course, that is, after Camilla grows two more years. Currently, Camilla should be between fifteen and sixteen years old. Although the age of adulthood in this otherworldly place is fifteen, Iss still adheres to the Earth's line of adulthood at eighteen; otherwise, she always suspects that one day she will be taken away by the police who traveled through.
"Ahem, um... Does Camilla plan to go outside in her current state—I mean, personality?"
"No, if there are other people present, I will let the other Camilla come out."
"So, Camilla only behaves like this when we're alone?"
"Yes."
Camilla nodded slightly, still wearing her expressionless face. Iss couldn't help but complain. Camilla had a lively face, but her personality was stoic. It was completely the opposite of Iss's current self. Iss was lively in her thoughts but had to pretend to be stoic.
Ignoring any benefits or disadvantages, if Camilla were just seen as the opposite gender, Iss still hoped that Camilla would be more like an ordinary girl. Of course, Iss still didn't know how to treat Camilla. Only time would tell. If Camilla had no ill intentions towards her, Iss would treat her sincerely.The key is not understanding. If I were not Luoisville but an ordinary person, I probably wouldn't have this grudge. Thinking of this, Iss tried to speak. "What if I let Camilla stay true to another personality even when it's just the two of us? I mean, Camilla could be more spontaneous and less restrained. " "I understand using another personality for Camilla, but Lady Sister, what do you mean by staying true to herself?" "Doing things that Camilla likes." "Your command is strange." Could it be that Camilla has no likes? The words were already on the tip of Iss's tongue, but she swallowed them back. It's better not to ask offensive questions without knowing what Camilla has experienced in the past. "Never mind, just do as Camilla says. Be outgoing in front of others, and stay the same when we're alone," Iss said. "Yes." "Now, please leave the room temporarily. I need to change clothes- you don't have to worry about leaving my sight," Iss said. "If that is your will." Camilla bowed slightly and quietly left the room. Of course, Iss wasn't trying to get rid of Camilla. She really needed to change clothes. Iss admitted that she couldn't remain calm when changing clothes in front of a beautiful girl. However, the feeling of relief lasted for less than a few seconds. When Iss opened the closet and saw the luxurious dresses of all kinds, she was stunned as if struck by lightning. Iss finally realized that she had to wear a Gothic Lolita outfit herself. "This... there's nothing else I can do... as long as I don't say it, no one will know my past self." Even so, Iss heard something inside her heart breaking. There was indeed a period of time in the early 21st century when dressing in women's clothes became popular. As a person from the future, Iss had sneered at it and had no idea what was worthy of mention about this trend. But now, she had to wear it herself and had to show herself to the public. If you were to describe Iss's current mood, you could probably only use "mixed feelings". "Guh... If I take this seriously, I've lost." Suppressing her shame and reluctance, Iss picked a conservative black formal dress from the pile of clothes filled with hollowed-out carvings, lace frills, and metal decorations. It was the most conservative one she found. "Wait, what about underwear?" In this world, undergarments were not triangle panties but more like boxer shorts with four corners, like safety pants. Although there were many feminine patterned frills on the edges, it was still within Iss's tolerance. The problem was that she didn't see any undergarments similar to "bras" in the closet. After searching in vain, Iss had to resort to flipping through the memories of the Earl's eldest daughter. Moments later, "Damn it, are they using strips of cloth instead?... Well, this body doesn't really need a bra anyway. Let's move on." The problem didn't end there for Iss. After trying for some time, she realized something very problematic. She couldn't put on the dress by herself. It was due to both her lack of experience and the fact that the design of the dress had no element of "easy wearing." As a noble, the household would have maids to help with such things. For example, in the case of the Earl's eldest daughter, at least two maids were needed every time she changed clothes. "...I guess I have to call a maid." The inner resentment gradually turned into humiliation. Iss had to splash cold water on her face and wait for her flushed cheeks to cool down before going out and asking Camilla to summon the maids.
