Milk Seele sat on a stool in the bedroom, propping up her little chin with one hand as her beautiful blood-red eyes stared at the girl changing clothes in front of her.
Come to think of it, their bodies and appearances were almost exactly the same. There was no need to care so much about the girl before her—wouldn't admiring her own body be the same?
After all, aside from their eyes, hair, and personalities, they were completely identical individuals. Yet Milk Seele cared more about Seele...
No, that wasn't right. She was Seele too... Liking Seele meant liking herself. That made her narcissistic, didn't it?
Still, Seele was somewhat bothered by Milk Seele's gaze, even though this wasn't the first time.
After taking off her pajamas, Seele left the last two close-fitting garments alone and instead picked up the clothes she had prepared to change into.
At that moment, Seele suddenly heard Milk Seele blurt out something, her cheeks slightly red.
"White..."
Obviously, she wasn't referring to her outer clothes, but... her underwear.
Seele quickly put on her clothes before finally calming down. She turned to Milk Seele, the soft and timid expression on her face making people want to bully her at first sight.
"Other me, does this... look okay?"
She actually liked this outfit herself. The white gauze dress felt light and flowing, as though it embodied every kind of beauty between elegance and romance.
But Seele herself didn't know why she wanted to hear Milk Seele's opinion.
"It looks fine! Such a cute little angel."
White gauze dresses always carried a magical charm. With Seele wearing this white dress, she was absolutely the sweetest and cutest girl, with an aura both soft and sweet, like a fairy surrounded by ethereal grace.
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