vol 2 chapter 3: The Strongest Crossdressing Boy on the Surface
Leona and Flora watched, puzzled, as Abyss placed the flowers in his magical catfish’s mouth and picked up the dress Flora had bought.
“Could you two excuse me for a moment?” he asked, smiling.
“Absolutely not! You wouldn’t leave earlier when I asked you to, and now you want me to leave? No way! I demand equal treatment!” Leona retorted.
“Oh, alright, you can stay,” Abyss said, starting to unbutton his shirt, revealing his white undershirt.
“Wait! What are you doing?!” Leona exclaimed, her eyes widening in alarm.
“I’m changing into this dress,” Abyss said calmly, gesturing towards the garment on the bed. “You heard about Rebecca’s aversion to men, right? She even wears gloves and a gas mask when interacting with them. If it’s just a physical allergy, it’s manageable, but if it’s a psychological aversion, I think she’ll be more receptive if I meet her dressed like this. That’s why I asked you to buy a dress that Flora could wear—our sizes are similar. She’s slightly shorter than me, but she prefers loose-fitting clothes, so what fits her should fit me as well.”
“What is going on in your mind?!” Leona exclaimed, increasingly convinced that she was on a wild adventure with a lunatic. “This is the first time I’ve met someone who willingly wears women’s… Wait a minute, this kind of thing is actually quite common among the nobility.”
Even Flora, usually composed and accepting, was surprised. She hadn’t anticipated this approach to gaining Rebecca’s trust.
But she had to admit, it might actually work…
Abyss continued undressing, soon revealing his pale, smooth chest, lacking any defined muscles.
Leona, abandoning her demands for equal treatment, shrieked and covered her eyes. Flora, chuckling wryly, turned away, unable to watch.
Abyss, unfazed by his followers’ reactions, calmly removed his remaining clothes and awkwardly put on the dress.
As he had predicted, the dress, which would have been loose and comfortable on Flora, fit him perfectly. He fumbled with the buttons, finally managing to fasten them, then combed his hair with his fingers. His slightly long, messy hair, now framing his face, gave him a boyish, androgynous look.
Abyss, with his delicate features and his newfound attire, was truly androgynous.
“Alright, you can look now. How do I look? Do I pass?” he asked.
Leona peeked through her fingers, while Flora turned around, her curiosity piqued.
“Who is this?” Leona asked, barely recognizing him. “You look completely different in that dress.”
Flora nodded in agreement. Leona was right. Abyss looked like a girl, a very pretty one at that. If he walked down a busy street, he would surely attract a lot of attention. As long as he didn’t speak, no one would suspect a thing.
Abyss nodded, satisfied. “I initially considered using a transformation spell, but it felt wrong. I want Rebecca to be my follower, a lifelong companion. Deceiving her with a transformation spell during our first meeting seemed disrespectful.”
“You’re still deceiving her! In noble circles, this is called crossdressing. Some do it for pleasure, others use it to sneak into people’s homes and cause mischief!” Leona said, her tone scornful, but her eyes kept darting towards Abyss. She couldn’t deny his feminine charm in that dress. He looked like the tall, slender girl she always wanted to be.
“This isn’t deception, Leona. The moment he speaks, they’ll know he’s a man,” Flora said. “But I’m worried Rebecca might find this creepy and be repulsed by him.”
Abyss, hearing Flora’s concern, paused, thinking. “Ah… I didn’t consider that.”
“You really are an idiot!” Leona said, rolling her eyes.
…
Abyss stored the clothes Leona and Flora had purchased in his magical catfish’s belly, readily accessible whenever they needed them. Undead didn’t sweat or produce body odor, so changing clothes was a hassle-free affair.
He led the girls into the Shadow Realm, summoned his undead steed, and returned to Lannis’s house.
Dawn was approaching, the eastern sky turning a pale gray. Mr. Eugene would likely receive news of the factory raid soon.
As they entered Lannis’s property, Leona sniffed the air. “This place smells… dangerous.”
“Don’t touch anything. It might explode,” Abyss warned. “This is Lannis’s home. You heard her story from Givia.”
Leona shuddered, intimidated.
Abyss, having been here before, led Leona and Flora down the ladder into the basement, entering the laboratory, where Lannis sat, seemingly bored.
Lannis looked up, her eyes widening as she burst into laughter. “Haha! You ridiculous boy! You’re wearing a dress!”
“I remember Miss Rebecca’s aversion to men. I thought this might lower her guard and make communication easier,” Abyss said, unfazed.
“You actually look quite convincing in that dress. If your hair were a bit longer, you’d be even prettier,” Lannis said, circling Abyss, observing him closely. “Miss Rebecca did avoid contact with men, but she claimed it wasn’t because she hated them. I’m not sure if this will make her more receptive, but if you resurrect her, she’ll definitely find it amusing.”
“That’s good to hear. This dress is quite uncomfortable,” Abyss said, tugging at his waist. “It even has a corset. It’s so tight.”
“I’ve set up all the defenses. No one can enter this house without my permission. Are you ready?” Lannis asked, looking at Leona and Flora. “These two lovely young ladies are your followers, right? You’re quite lucky. But I don’t think you can take them with you. That magic crystal can’t handle the strain of transporting three people.”
“That’s not a problem, Lannis. Bring me all your potions and ingredients. I’m taking them with me, and I need extra supplies, just in case,” Abyss said, turning to Leona and Flora, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “I need you two to bear with me for a moment. It’ll be quick.”
Leona, sensing trouble, instinctively spread her arms, shielding Flora.
This couldn’t be good!
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