Re:Zero - Jobless Reincarnation: Succubus Sword God? I don't recognize it!

"In this way, if the size is not right, more than a month is enough for me to rework it."

The words just fell.

The sound of wheels rumbling could be heard.

Everyone turned their heads to look to the side.

I saw Alifa, who had left at some point, walking towards me pushing a coat rack with wheels.

It is covered with a layer of dust-proof white silk cloth.

The bunny-eared girl bowed to everyone and stretched out her hand to slowly pull open the silk cloth.

On the hanger.

There are four pieces of clothing on hangers.

Pure white like clouds, with a silver pendant necklace and a low-cut evening dress.

As red as the morning sun, with a floral pattern on the collar and a pretty and dignified tassel skirt.

The dark blue is like distant mountains, the herringbone stitching is fine, and it is a short college-style suit.

As black as the night, with a silver chain on the breast pocket and a straight and elegant long dress.

Alice's mouth slightly opened as she looked at the four pieces of clothing, and her desire to please Hilda somehow suddenly disappeared.

She took two steps forward, very naturally, as it should be, and very calmly

Skip the low-cut evening gown.

She reached out, picked up her red tasseled skirt, turned around, and draped it in front of her, gesturing left and right.

Show it to Hilda.

"Is this for me?! Mother is so awesome!"

She was not interested in clothes and her behavior was just to make her mother happy.

As for the low-cut evening gown.

Alice decided to magnanimously give it to Sylphy.

As long as you choose quickly enough, the low-cut and tight evening gown will not be able to catch up with you.

A young lady wouldn't wear clothes that make it difficult for her to walk!

Sylphy, whose eyes had just been wandering between Hilda and Alan and whose expression had been a little too serious these days, now saw that Alice had made her choice in a matter of minutes, leaving her with "no way out", and her eyes slowly widened.

Hilda had told her two weeks ago, smiling, that she would wear this evening gown, which had been specially altered in some places.

So she was mentally prepared.

but.

Do I need to wear it in advance?

Are you here?

Next to the clothes rack, Rudy naturally picked up the dark blue short suit. He didn't have to worry about it, because Alan and he were very different in body shape, so he could naturally tell which one was his.

He reached out and touched the fabric, feeling the fine weave, revealing a look of genuine amazement.

Hilda is the wife of Mayor Roya, but I didn't expect her dressmaking skills to be so good.

"Such delicate stitches, is this Madam's own work? So amazing."

Hilda smiled and nodded, glancing at Sylphy.

"I originally wanted to prepare a white dress for Alice, but I prepared a white evening gown for Sylphy, so I made a tassel dress for Alice. I guess you don't like the restraint of an evening gown, right?"

"Thank you, mother!"

After hearing this, Sylphy became even more stubborn.

She subconsciously looked at Alan.

Next to the clothes hanger.

Alan's hand was gently stroking an aristocratic dress that was obviously his own, similar to a double-breasted long suit.

Eyelids drooped.

No one had ever made clothes for him.

What's the point?

The dress is so delicate that just by touching the stitches you can tell it must have taken a long time to make.

How long did it take?

When was it done?

Obviously.

She had never measured herself.

But it looks like

It seemed to fit surprisingly well.

The next chapter has been written, but because there are many plot points, there are some problems with the writing. It is being rewritten. No need to wait, go to sleep, everyone.

(End of this chapter)

185. Chapter 182 Two People in the Fitting Room

5.

Outside Hilda's clothing room, which was temporarily used as a changing room.

Alan stood in the doorway, his all-black dress draped over his arm.

Look towards the living room.

Rudy was discussing clothing fabrics and the development of the clothing industry in the royal capital with Hilda. Unlike Alan who was wearing a swordsman's suit, he was wearing a shirt underneath, and his pants could also be paired with a short suit, so he naturally didn't need to wait outside the fitting room.

"How's it going, Alan!"

With a bang, the door opened and Alice rushed out of the room.

The fiery red figure is as aggressive as fire.

A powerful presence penetrates into people's eyes.

The very eye-catching red matches Alice's red hair, and the hem of her skirt sways with her steps, as if flames are burning on her body.

But the water-like tassel design diluted the "burning feeling" and made her look less sharp.

Instead, a harmonious perception was achieved.

But Alan suddenly turned his head away.

Because Sylphy was still changing clothes inside, and since they were both girls, there was no need to be shy about it.

"Very good. Compared to your usual black and white dress, the fiery red one suits your temperament better and has a strong presence."

"Presence? What does that mean?" Alice closed the door, took two steps, walked in front of Alan, and asked with her arms folded.

"striking."

Alice raised the corner of her mouth and ran towards Hilda.

"Mother, look, Alan said it's very suitable!"

"It really fits. It looks like Rudy and you don't need to change the size anymore. The style is also suitable. It turned out that adding tassels was the right choice."

"Mother is so awesome!"

Alan quietly looked at Hilda who was covering her mouth and laughing softly and Alice with excited eyes.

The setting sun flows on the red hair of both of them.

It was so hot that it seemed to be branded into one's eyeballs.

At this time.

A crunch.

There was a sound of a door opening beside me.

Alan subconsciously wanted to turn his head to look, but his neck was stiff.

The sword of the King of the North did not make his neck stiff, but at this moment he could clearly feel the blood flow in his neck being blocked.

The style of the evening gown stabbed into his mind like a knife, causing him to hesitate for a moment.

why?

Starting from changing clothes, so far.

All he could think about was the clothes Hilda had made for him.

Just on his arm.

The texture feels very comfortable, even comparable to some mid-range brand suits I wore before.

This shows how much Hilda cared.

And until this moment, when she was about to see Sylphy in an evening dress.

He finally felt the reality.

Sylphy.

Evening dress.

The white color suits her best and is also her favorite.

Low cut.

Lolita in a low-cut evening dress?

Sylphy? ?

No, really?