Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

[The previous chapter's wording has been improved; sorry, I was short on time yesterday~]

"It's okay, I'll prepare clothes for you."

Ms. Tree's smile sent a chill down Roland's spine.

I couldn't help but start to complain in my heart.

Ms. Shu was already dissatisfied with being wrapped up so tightly.

He hasn't even fulfilled his promise to share the workload, and he just slept like a log.

The tree was so angry that her vine tentacles turned red; who knows what kind of weird clothes she'd pull out.

What if someone is a nature-loving person who can't afford clothes?

In that case, should I wear it or not?

Will it get chiseled?

Ms. Tree isn't a succubus, so she probably didn't have any tools for the crime, right?

Roland's mind was filled with more and more questions, and her momentum was waning.

He could only look at Ms. Tree pitifully, retreating as a means of advancing.

"Miss Tree, although I can't share the workload, I'll do my best to make you happy."

"Please let me go find some clothes. You've worked so hard, I don't want to trouble you."

Ms. Tree narrowed her eyes and sneered.

"Didn't you say that without Miss Nightingale's help, you wouldn't have been able to find the maid outfit at all?"

She became somewhat annoyed when the topic of nightingales came up.

The little devil in my heart has already started biting my handkerchief.

That dark elf who was always clinging to Roland's side was clearly a captured and defeated general.

Now, however, she can dress up as she pleases without any restraint, as a young lady, a socialite, or a boss lady in a bodycon skirt...

Now it's her turn to enjoy it, and Roland has wrapped her up so tightly that not even a breeze can get in.

Moreover, he kept making excuses to go to the Hanging Gardens all day long, interfering with her and Roland's efforts to develop their relationship.

Ugh, this is infuriating!

While mentally torturing Nightingale, Ms. Tree looked Roland up and down.

"Hmph, dressed so warmly, huh?"

"Now it'll be time to cool you off!"

Ms. Tree controlled her vine tentacles, dropping all the work documents.

Work documents fluttered down like snowflakes.

She turned to grab her clothes, but her foot froze in mid-air.

The blood of those who work overtime like cattle is stirring.

After hesitating for a moment, Ms. Shu returned to her spacious desk and began to sort and categorize the scattered documents one by one.

Approved, rejected, requiring improvement suggestions, temporarily shelved...

The documents that I threw away in a fit of anger were retrieved by the vine tentacles and then neatly stacked on the table.

To avoid confusion, they even tore off a piece of paper and wrote down the categories.

As Roland watched this scene, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, her eyebrows curving into beautiful crescent moons.

She recalled her days on Earth, toiling away as a beast of burden at her workstation, never daring to vent her anger on the engineering documents, no matter how furious she was.

Then, thinking of his current position above ten thousand people, he burst out laughing with joy.

Hehe~

Ms. Tree, with her sharp ears, immediately glared at Roland.

"What are you laughing at? Is it that funny?"

"All this work is thanks to you, you wicked fox."

Roland had no choice but to tighten her chin and do her best to suppress the smile that was about to burst out.

Ms. Tree could easily tell that Roland wanted to laugh. She gritted her teeth, put down the last piece of paper, and turned to walk behind the tree trunk.

Seeing that Roland was still standing there, she said coldly.

"Miss Bad Fox, what are you still standing there for? Hurry up and come with me to get your new work clothes."

"I hope you can still laugh later."

Roland's smile vanished completely, and she followed behind Ms. Tree with her head bowed and eyes lowered.

Due to the significant height difference between the two, Roland's line of sight was level with Ms. Tree's waist and hips.

The sight of her large, round buttocks made her cheeks flush slightly.

I don't know if it's because of working at a desk for long periods of time, but the tree spirit's butt seems to have increased in size slightly.

The movement of walking, swaying left and right, made her eyes involuntarily follow the swaying.

To ease the awkwardness, Roland cleared her throat.

"Miss Tree, are you taking me to your wardrobe?"

"Let's make this clear first, I'll only wear the standard maid uniform like Nightingale's attire, otherwise I'll get shy."

Upon hearing this, Ms. Tree turned to look at Roland with a strange expression.

"Wardrobe?"

"How could I possibly have clothes that fit you? The height difference is so big, my top could be your skirt."

"I'm going to make you some clothes now."

Roland looked at Ms. Tree in surprise.

"You can also make clothes?"

Goodness, this Ms. Tree is so virtuous. Not only is she hardworking, but she also has this kind of craftsmanship.

Contrary to what Roland had imagined, Ms. Tree shook her head decisively.

"I don't make clothes; that's for tailors and alchemists."

"Huh? Then why did you say you'd make clothes for me to wear?"

Roland was about to ask more questions when her face suddenly bumped into a soft waist and hips, and she let out a "ouch".

He took two steps back and looked up.

Ms. Tree had stopped and turned around, revealing a malicious smile.

With a wave of her hand, a branch cascaded down from the tree canopy.

The branches have few leaves, but each one is emerald green and soft, about the size of a palm, and radiates a faint green glow.

Ms. Shu picked the trees while muttering to herself.

"One piece, two pieces, three pieces..."

Ms. Tree plucked three of the most beautiful, soft green leaves, sniffed them, and then gestured for Roland to reach out.

Roland stretched out her little hands and put them together, palms facing up.

The light leaves landed on my palm like three self-illuminating silks.

Roland, puzzled, stared longingly at the Tree Lady.

"Um... dear Miss Tree, what does this mean?"

Ms. Tree bent down, extended her finger, and gently lifted Roland's chin.

His lips parted in a wide grin, revealing a radiant smile.

"Isn't that obvious enough?"

With her other hand, she pointed to Roland's palm.

"These three leaves are the clothes I prepared for you."

"Alright, go change now~ You wicked capitalist fox, this is your punishment."

"ha?"

Roland looked bewildered, as if to say with her expression, "What are you talking about?"

She tossed the light, fluttering leaf in her hand, carefully examining its shape and size, her face instantly flushing red.

"You, you, you're making me wear this?!"

"No, absolutely not!"

"If Shen He sees this, this book will be gone!"

Roland unfolded the three leaves in her hand, like playing cards, and presented them to the Tree Lady, her tone excited.

"Besides, how can these three pieces be considered clothes? They'll just blow away in the wind!"

Ms. Tree adopted a serious expression.

"What are you talking about, Miss Roland? How can this not be clothes?"

"This is our tree spirit's signature outfit. It can be worn directly against the skin and has special effects."

Roland gave Ms. Tree a deadpan look, as if she were a pervert.

The meaning behind that expression is quite clear.

"Keep talking nonsense, I'll just listen to your rubbish."

Ms. Shu remained expressionless as she explained.

"This stuff can not only improve blood circulation and beautify the complexion, but when applied to the corresponding areas, it can also promote physical development and nourish vitality."

"The wearing experience is also incredibly comfortable."

"Only high-level tree spirits can grow these leaves. Back then, the elves and fairies who were responsible for taking care of the tree spirits all fought over using them to make underwear."

Her gaze drifted, recalling past memories, her smile sincere and genuine.

"Especially those fairies who are sure of their success, they'll fight tooth and nail over a leaf that promotes growth."

Roland was skeptical, so she picked up a leaf and released her magical perception.

Just as Ms. Tree had said, all these leaves were magical items, with the largest one even reaching the level of a mid-level magical item.

She said incredulously.

"Damn! Why would a tree spirit have this kind of specialty?"

"How indecent!"

After complaining, Roland looked down at her chest and thought of the boxes of baby bottles in her spatial ring.

He shook his head resolutely.

"I don't need these features, and I would never wear such shameful clothes."

Ms. Shu refused to give up and continued to persuade her.

"This leaf can also relieve shoulder pressure, and even the petite fairy with a big bust likes it."

Roland's eyes lit up, and she hesitated for a second.

But he still crossed his arms over his chest and turned his head to one side.

"Ha, such petty gains, I disdain them!"

Seeing that Roland was still acting all high and mighty, Ms. Tree was also unhappy.

"Hmph, this won't do, that won't do."

"Please, now it's you, you wicked fox, who has to coax me."

She pointed around.

"In short, these are my requirements. If you're not satisfied, then make your own clothes out of vines and leaves!"

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