Mei's Outfit Change Welfare

Dong Moxuan didn't notice Mei's emotional fluctuations; he never paid much attention to clothing.

Seeing Mei had no objections, he settled on that outfit.

Of course, he couldn't just get one set for changing, including pajamas, he picked out quite a few items in total.

In reality, death warriors are different from humans; they are born with a pristine physique and don't need to bathe, let alone change clothes.

When Dong Moxuan first transmigrated, the death warrior ladies who hadn't bathed in who knows how many months had no odor whatsoever. Instead, they carried a crisp, faint fragrance.

Even when undressed, their bodies, as white as jade, were... cough cough.

In short, Dong Moxuan could have managed perfectly fine wearing his original outfit, but he had to pretend to be an ordinary person in front of Mei.

After picking out clothes for himself, Dong Moxuan shifted his attention to Mei.

"By the way, Mei, aren't you going to buy some clothes for yourself?"

"Eh?"

Mei, surprised by Dong Moxuan's question, lightly scratched her cheek.

"I still have a lot of clothes in my closet, so I don't really need any right now..."

"What does needing clothes have to do with buying them?"

Dong Moxuan wasn't going to let Mei off that easily. He looked at the girl before him, a glint of "mischief" flashing in his eyes.

"Since we're already here, why don't you pick out a few outfits too, Mei!"

The author who brings the protagonist to a clothing store to change but lets the heroine off the hook would surely be cursed!

After all, no one wants to see the male protagonist's fanservice.

Besides, he wanted to see Mei in a new outfit. The cook is the cutest in the world.

"Then... Mr. Xuan, could you help Mei pick something out..."

As the saying goes, there's no woman in this world who doesn't like pretty new clothes. Faced with Dong Moxuan's suggestion, Mei was clearly tempted.

"If I'm picking, I think Mei looks good in everything."

While not a seasoned ladies' man, Dong Moxuan knew the basic ways to flatter a girl, and what he said was mostly true anyway.

"Mr. Xuan!"

A girl can't stay calm when it comes to her first man, and Mei was no exception.

Looking at the first boy her age to compliment her appearance, Mei's cheeks flushed, and she became quite shy.

"Please don't tease me!"

"Tease you? I'm not! After all, Mei is the cutest in the world!"

"Mmm~"

Seeing Mei's face turn bright red, Dong Moxuan knew that too much of a good thing could be bad.

He turned and picked out a white dress.

"I think that one would suit you perfectly."

"This one?"

Mei stepped forward and took the dress.

She didn't lack clothes; she just cherished the feeling of someone choosing outfits with her.

After all, our young lady Mei didn't have many friends.

Even before Raiden Ryoma's incident, she didn't have any close friends she could go out with on the weekend.

Those people, rather than friends, were more like a group who gravitated towards her due to her "young lady aura."

This was probably why Kiana so easily "captured" her heart later on. Though it seemed someone named Dong Moxuan was shamelessly preparing to intercept.

"I think it's really cute. Want to try it on?"

He looked at the girl before him, thinking some unhealthy thoughts, and prompted her from the side.

Mei, who already had that intention, nodded with a slight blush.

"Hoo..."

Seeing Mei head into the fitting room, Dong Moxuan stretched lazily.

Looking out at the bustling walkway outside the clothing store, Dong Moxuan's gaze grew distant.

This peaceful daily life would only last for less than a month. Once the Honkai descended, except for a small number of people who could join his later—cough—join the death warrior family, most people in this city would probably be fighting Li Sangguang for three hundred rounds.

However, despite his inner musings, Dong Moxuan had no intention of being a saint and saving the city.

After all, one's position dictates their perspective. He was a death warrior now, an existence on the side of the Honkai.

"Mr. Xuan... Mr. Xuan..."

As Dong Moxuan stood there lost in thought, pondering random things, Mei's shy voice came from the fitting room.

"What's wrong, Mei?"

Dong Moxuan's tone was a little confused.

"Um... well, my zipper is stuck, can you have the shop assistant come in and help me zip it up?"

Dong Moxuan "..."

What was with this cliché development?

Was this some kind of plot compulsion?

It's so overused in light novels, this trash author has no creativity whatsoever!

Fiercely complaining in his mind about the melodramatic scene unfolding before him, Dong Moxuan looked around and found that the shop assistant who had been standing by, spectating, was nowhere to be seen.

"Uh... the shop assistant doesn't seem to be here. Should you wait a bit, Mei?"

"..."

Upon hearing Dong Moxuan's reply, Mei fell silent.

After a long while, Mei's suppressed, shy voice finally came from the fitting room.

"M-Mr. Xuan, c-can you come in and help Mei zip it up?"

Dong Moxuan "..."

Now it was Dong Moxuan's turn to be silent, this cliché plot development.

"R-really? Is that okay?"

"Waaah~"

"..."

Listening to Mei's muffled cry from the fitting room, Dong Moxuan didn't ask further.

He knew that saying those words had probably taken all the courage that girl had. If he pressed any further, the cook would probably faint from embarrassment.

"I'm coming in..."

Dong Moxuan said as he entered the fitting room.

"M-Mr. Xuan..."

Feeling the movement behind her, Mei trembled like a little girl startled by a beast.

She had already put on most of the dress, and everything that shouldn't be seen was covered up tightly. This was also why Mei dared to call Dong Moxuan in.

However, for a beautiful girl like Mei, even that partially revealed fair back was enough to be alluring.

Coupled with her pitiable, submissive appearance, it was enough to say something perhaps lewd, he...

Cough, it wasn't to that extent.

After all, he was no longer the pure high school student he was when he first transmigrated. However, Mei's current appearance did make his heart race.

He thought he was past the age of lusting after girls' bodies, but only now did he realize it wasn't that he wasn't lustful, it was just that those girls weren't "spicy" enough.

Mei right now, honestly, her "spiciness" level was off the charts.

If someone with less self-control were here, Mei would probably walk in standing up and walk out horizontally.

"M-Mr. Xuan, wh-why haven't you started yet?"

Sensing the prolonged inaction behind her, Mei suppressed her shyness and urged him on.