How Can the Saintess Be a Boy!?

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06

After the meal, I washed the dishes and cutlery clean and watched them put me back in the window. The location was exactly the same as before, and I was relieved and relieved.

As a maiden, if I have lived a pampered life in the past fifteen years, I will definitely feel that I'm wronged by washing dishes? Fortunately, the archbishop has cultivated my independent life since I was a child, so for me, it is nothing more than washing dishes for one person.

When I returned to the living room, I found that the brave woman had fallen asleep on the sofa.

Is it easy for people to sleep because they are full?

But how can you sleep here? I ca n’t help her, I took the blanket carefully and covered her.

I looked at her sweet sleep, in fact she should be about the same size as me? I have noticed just now. She may be a little shorter than me in height. Such a seemingly cowardly pseudo-boy is a traverser who can defeat that person in prophecy. What kind of power is she hiding? I am looking forward.

Maybe it was too deep, I didn't find it on the first day I was with her.

But it doesn't matter, come to Japan.

No wonder Tristi wants me to stay by her side, as a sage, I will surely guide her well, eh!

The time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye the sunset turned dark, and I was afraid to wake her up, and quietly came to the bedroom to put my suitcase away, and then came to the bathroom.

For fifteen years, I have followed the teachings of the Archbishop. I have always taken a bath alone and have never been to a public bathroom. Now I think of it to avoid exposing my boyhood.

In front of me, I locked the bathroom door and made sure that I had taken off the maid outfit for a long time.

After knowing that I am a boy, I am ashamed to face my **, not willing to look at it a few more times ... Come to the shower in front of me, and wash my body with the maximum current.

-Washing the feeling of sin.

No matter how washed, it ’s still a boy ...

Because fried goblin kidney beans, the smell of soot was on my hair, so I used a lot of shampoo.

After bathing, I dried my hair and changed into a nightdress. For fifteen years, I have been sleeping in a skirt. Even if I knew that I was a boy, it would not be easy to change.

I find myself a subtle psychological phenomenon, whether it is teaching uniforms or night dresses. As long as I know that I am a woman who used to wear a boy before, I will not feel resistance.

Conversely, women's clothing I tried after I knew I was a boy, such as a maid outfit, felt ashamed. What the **** is this?

I went back to the living room, and the brave was still asleep. I accompanied her for a while, and waited for the hair to dry carefully before leaving the fireplace.

At this time the night was already deep. I wrote to tell Tristi that everything was all right, and then entrusted the Raven to send it out. This is a kind of magic bird that can always send the letter to the other party.

After finishing the final work, I got into the quilt, and the silk of the night dress slid smoothly on the skin, it felt very comfortable, and I fell asleep soon.

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In the early morning of the next day, I changed into a maid outfit after washing. Today I am a little different than yesterday!

The specific difference is-um ...! As I thought on the carriage yesterday, I put on black stockings.

I stared at my legs in the full-length mirror, a little different from what I imagined, a little embarrassed ...

Because the stockings are not thick enough, are they too thin? It will be slightly transparent on the legs, showing a little flesh, and it is too subtle to appear, making me a little afraid to wear it out to meet people.

Also, it's not just thin legs, it's called skinny. The part from the knee to the calf always feels awkward ... Is the leg not straight enough? Impossible.

I pondered it over and over again, and felt that the fabric was thicker and more conservative. Hey, I bought it wrong and bought it for nothing. I took off the stockings in front of the mirror.

So what should I wear?

I regained my over-the-knee socks with the maid, and when I put them on, I felt like ordinary absolute territory. Why would I feel ashamed when I put them on?

First of all, it has nothing to do with the lace edge of the sock mouth. Some of my underwear also has a lace element, which shows that I am psychologically acceptable.

Of course, it ’s two different experiences to wear lace and other things to look inside and to be seen outside, and the latter will embarrass me.

I thought about it and seemed to find the answer.

The answer is-the bow of the socks.

Even if Tristi repeats it many times, I will be cute and put on something. But in the face of such a young and cute thing with a bow, the dignity of a boy who I just woke up will resist it!

Especially when I wear it with a maid outfit, it will have a subtle response, which will make me feel ashamed.

After much deliberation, I decided to cut off the bow with scissors, leaving only the lace. After I got it, I looked at it with a full-length mirror, and it was really not ashamed.

Hmm ~ I feel relieved.

I just walked out of the room

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