A few minutes later, Black Seele looked at the "herself" whose clothes she had stripped off. She had not actually done anything too excessive—she had merely pinched Seele's newly developing breasts a few times, leaving Seele sitting weakly on the floor, before transforming into a butterfly and leaving the fitting room.
Even if it was "herself," Black Seele would not go too far. There were still so many people outside. It was a little thrilling, but if something really happened, that was not what Black Seele wanted.
After Seele changed and came out, her cheeks were still very red, but it was obvious... Seele did not dislike Black Seele that much.
This undoubtedly put Black Seele's mind at ease. She no longer had to worry that Seele would reject her because of what had happened earlier.
"Does it look good?"
After hesitating for a while, Seele looked at herself in the mirror and felt quite satisfied, but... she still could not help asking her other "self."
Black Seele watched Seele spin around before her, her eyes sparkling as though she were waiting for praise.
"Mm, it's pretty good."
Black Seele folded her arms and offered a strangely toned compliment, because... she had realized... how should she put it...
There did not seem to be anything worth praising about the outfit. It looked very ordinary. It was only because Seele was wearing it—with Seele's looks and figure, she could make any outfit her own. There was no need for her to deliberately pick out anything.
But Seele had chosen it so carefully. To be honest... Black Seele was afraid Seele would be unhappy. Her gaze fell on Seele's slender waist, full breasts, and long legs wrapped in white stockings. No matter how ordinary the clothes were, they became extraordinary on