Chapter 4:

Episode 2.3 - Teatime with a Demon Girl

Our Perfect Isekai World is Spoiled by a Demon Girl?!


Our now daily anime allowance aside, Lila Rowan, the 'Grand Demon', insists on enforcing one more recreational activity on us by the day: Afternoon Tea. Ya I’m surprised by it too.

"Why are we doing this again?"
    We're on the roof of the fort, a large space encircled by proper period-piece parapets, and quite the view to give credit where due. Right in the middle, Lila sets up a table and chairs with a puffy pinstripe umbrella above. The table is filled with little cakes and ornate tea china-ware that one of her minion skeletons (the one with the funny tophat) is always in charge of pouring. We have it at around ten in the morning, between training sessions.

"A young lady must have some etiquette," she replies through a face full of cake.

"I'm not a lady."

"Yes, well, you needn't be here, Dog, but these two seemed so sad to leave their puppy behind," Lila adds with a wave of her hand.

"Well, alright, I'm happier to be here than not - and don't call me dog - but what about any of us says young lady? Not that you guys wouldn’t look nice in dresses, I just mean…”

“Eh-he,” Eshu smiles, while Ko seems a little more reserved about things, actually despite my words, looking pretty fitting, sipping from her teacup with little finger outstretched - it's their outfits that stump me.
    I look over to my two partners. We were never mandated a uniform for training, but Eshu and Ko both chose these anime-style gym clothes. Shorts that are little more than swim trunks and plain white shirts with a number ‘one’ or ‘two’ emblazoned. Like I said, we do tea between sessions, so we're all, well, we're a mess! Sweat covers my two friends, their tops stick to their skin, outlining what's beneath way too revealingly. Their shorts cling tightly, accentuating supple thighs; their shirts outline – I've got to stop. We haven't 'done it' much lately for obvious reasons, and I'm gonna lose my self-control at this rate!
    Honestly, this is a game world at the end of the day; they could likely use a setting to just ‘un-sweat’... Actually, why haven't they done that? They aren't doing it on purpose, are they?! Some subtle signal of intent to me or each other...

Mercifully, Lila's voice snaps me out of my indecent spiral, "Apparel is easy. Habits and manners are harder. Practising a daily routine is an important foundation; the rest can come later."

"You really would look pretty in fancy dresses," I murmur again, just in case it wasn’t clear, in the two's direction. Ko blushes while Eshu just keeps smiling, clearly more focused on what cake to try next. "But you don't even wear clothes, right?" I say back to Lila.

"He has a point there," Ko adds.

"Huh?" Lila gives us one of her patented flabbergasted looks, "What the hell do you think this is then?" She waves emphatically at her torso. As always, you can see the outline of her body, but it's all enveloped in this swirling black mist effect that blends in with her face's skin tone.
"It's hard to look right at," I admit.

"That's the point, dumbo! This is the height of demonic aristocratic fashion. Most demons don't wear clothes at all; we of a higher standing wear skin tight to show we're neither ashamed of our bodies, but also too dignified to flaunt the goods for free. The idea behind the texture is exactly to draw your attention to my eyes. No one pervs a demon-lady, you got that?"

"So it's a dress then?" Ko adds. Lila sighs, then she puts a hand to her neck and to our surprise pulls downward. A zip of some kind splits her outer layer like some jacket. The material is incredibly thin; it must be barely a centimetre. The skin below actually has more variety, with little greyer, almost white patches among the black, forming rather pretty patterns. She pulls down until--

"Err, no bra then?" I mutter. She grins impishly, "Like what ya see?"
    I do not dignify that with an answer. Eshu, however, does: "Very!"

Ko and I both turn to our boob-brained companion disapprovingly. Lila just laughs, pulling the zip back up. "I could get you two similar outfits."
    I picture that for a moment, like certain mecha anime piloting-suits, but even thinner - that's quite the image.

"But for now," Lila continues, "Back to training, got it? Time is getting short, it's almost been three weeks already, just one more to when I estimate doomsday!"

“That again, huh? Say you're wrong, or that we're right, that this is some sort of server-wide event, and when the time comes, all players simply get teleported to a group boss battle; some reward, a cutscene of Armageddon, normal fare. And after everything returns to normal, the map itself remains untouched. What then, ‘Lady’ demon?”

Lila scratches her chin, then shrugs, “Then nothin’, I guess. This place is comfier than back home. I get cute servants to tease and a castle all of my own. Why would I want anything to change?” I slump into my chair, grabbing a couple more of the little cakes to comfort myself. This NPC is truly insane; will we ever be freed?

Moe Tie
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