The white pajamas slowly slipped down, falling around her feet.
Asuna took out her uniform and put it on piece by piece.
[The cameraman is sitting at the same table as Extraordinary Bro today!]
[You really treat your brothers like outsiders.]
[Damn it, why won't you let me see? (angry)]
[I'm the table.]
[I'm the pajamas.]
After getting dressed, Asuna tidied her hair, then sat by the bed and slowly pulled the white thigh-high stockings over her legs.
As she put on the white stockings, she turned to look at a group photo on the table.
Though the image had faded slightly, the colors in the photograph remained vivid.
Asuna, dressed in fencing gear and surrounded by several girls, wore a cheerful smile.
[The stockings are digging into her flesh. Not even the gods can save us.]
[One look, a lifetime.]
[My wife is as beautiful as a painting.]
[Was this censored here?]
[I've already claimed the heroine's white stockings!]
[I could lick these stockings until they explode!]
After finishing up, Asuna slowly left her room and came downstairs.
"Good morning, Miss." A middle-aged woman passing by greeted Asuna.
Asuna gave her a standard, ladylike smile. "Good morning, Sata."
"Breakfast is ready. Your father will be dining with you today as well." The maid named Sata smiled at Asuna.
"Understood. Thank you."
Asuna's voice was soft, carrying the poise of a young lady in every word.
But honestly, after living in this world for more than ten years, Asuna felt that the Yuuki Family did not resemble a true "aristocratic" household.
Or rather, they were more like nouveau riche trying to squeeze their way into aristocratic circles.
By comparison, when she had been Hanabi Hyuga of the Hyuga Clan, she had felt more like a genuine "young lady."
If they