Pointy Hat!

"Ruan Mei--! Can't even a meal shut you up?"

Herta's face was flushed; was she shy?

"Hehe."

Sera laughed out loud; he laughed because he wanted to.

"Ugh!"

Sera was hit squarely on the head by the Ms. Herta's witch's hat, the large hat covering Sera's face.

Sera never considered hiding. Of course, he could have hidden if he wanted to, but that would be the mindset of a useless person!

A true hero must confront Ms. Herta's hat head-on!

The first thing Sera smelled was a fresh and delicate scent—the fragrance of purple lisianthus flowers.

"Herta, you've been marinated in bellflower flavor, haven't you?"

Sera adjusted the witch's hat and placed it on her own head. Surprisingly, it fit perfectly, not too big or too small.

"..."

Herta ignored Sera putting on her hat, then produced another hat from somewhere and put it on himself.

How many hats do you have?

Sera spotted the countless hats in the space; the containers holding them were probably spatial Curio.

"I'm not sure either, but we'll never use it all."

Herta waved her hand; she had so many clothes that she couldn't even count them all.

"The clothes could probably fill an entire city."

"Take the young master?"

Sera couldn't resist; anyone would have been tempted to do that.

"There aren't many of these." Ms. Herta didn't care about these things; she'd just buy them if she wanted them.

"But since you've put your hat on, don't take it off today."

"Hmm." Sera had no objection; at most, it just seemed a little strange.

An angel wearing a witch's hat?

A church from a certain era: On! My God! How could we have such a dream?

"It looks really strange."

Sera looked at herself in the mirror.

"That's true."

Herta rested his chin on his hand, his eyes scrutinizing Sera.

"Take that outfit back, and I'll make you a new set of clothes."

"Huh? Herta, you can do this too?"

Sera reverted to her Herrscher Transformation form.

"Hmm..." Herta and Black Tomb exchanged a glance, and Black Tomb, understanding immediately, began measuring the data.

The rest of the group ate while watching Herta and Black Tomb paint clothes for Sera.

Without the slightest pause, Herta drew up the blueprints after taking the measurements.

"Herta, did you plan this all along?"

Sera leaned over and asked curiously.

"Hmm." Herta nodded in acknowledgment, but did not elaborate further.

"As for the clothing material..."

"Let's use this material for the clothes."

Polka Kaka took out a piece of cloth.

"Curio: the Dustless Cloth. All the clothes I wear are made from it."

Herta took the fabric but didn't say anything. Instead, he took out a Curio pair of scissors.

The Curio scissors were placed on the drawing and swept across it. They then automatically flew up and began cutting the fabric. After a hidden compartment opened, a special adhesive joined the fabric together.

"Go, put it on and let me see."

Herta slapped the clothes onto Sera, Sera instinctively caught them and went into the room.

"These are matching couple items."

Sera examined the clothes in her hands.

The outfit features a purple and black color scheme, similar in style to the Herta. A double-layered cloak covers the upper body, with a purple flower pinned to the left chest and an asymmetrical design where the right chest has a longer section of fabric than the left.

The waist has lock and key shaped pendants at the two ends, and there are crescent-shaped patterns in the dark parts of the clothes. The boots are of different heights, just like the Herta.

(This is a description based solely on what the author thinks; the illustrations are mentioned in this chapter's author statement.)

"Herta has a good sense of aesthetics, but how come he can design an outfit for me after only meeting me for a short time?"

Sera sensed something was wrong.

"Is it because it lives up to its name as the Herta, or... is it Finality unleashing its full power?"

never mind."

Sera stopped thinking about it; after all, he would find out the truth sooner or later. She should hurry up and get dressed.

After putting on her clothes, Sera put her hat back on and looked at herself in the mirror in the dressing room.

"The flowers on the hat are different from the ones on the chest?"

Although Sera didn't know much about these things, he knew that these two were not the same species at all.

"It was probably placed there intentionally by Herta. I'll know when she decides to tell me. Let's not interrupt Herta's plan for now."

Sera stepped out of the dressing room, and the women who heard the sound turned their gazes to Sera.

"Hmm~ Not bad."

Herta crossed his arms and nodded in satisfaction.

"Just as I envisioned," said Black Tomb.

"Little Sera looks good in everything."

"Cyrene, stop wearing priest's clothes all the time."

"Perfect, just like the Herta, she resembles a witch."

"Yes, the White Kitty looks just like a witch!"

Feiying gave a thumbs up.

"You can come to the anime convention with me now!"

"Then it's better not to," Sera shook her head. "It would be bad if we were mistaken for cosplaying as someone from Herta."

"So what? You look down on me?" Herta brought his face close to Sera's, and Sera could even see her own reflection in Herta's eyes.

"No, no, it's just that I have white hair, and I'll get scolded for it," Sera quickly waved her hand to explain.

"If my benefactor doesn't mind, I can also help you find an old shop in Xianzhou to customize a set of clothes."

I guarantee you'll be wearing authentic Xianzhou- style clothing.

"Then I'll trouble you, Yaoguang. I was just thinking of wearing something in the style of the Xianzhou."

"Let's not talk about the trouble; my benefactor has helped me many times, so this is nothing compared to that."

"Sera... I... can too."

"Ah!" Himeko exclaimed, covering her mouth.

Because Himeko's voice was somewhat intermittent, Suzi couldn't stand it anymore and pinched Himeko.

She's usually the leader of the class, fighting every day to prevent classmates from being bullied; she seems quite authoritative.

Why do you become so soft and shy in front of someone you like? Quickly show your bossy side and say what you really want to say!

"Sure."

Sera winked at Himeko, a gesture he had learned from Cyrene.

"Huh?" Himeko raised her head blankly, which had been lowered slightly due to shyness.

"But I haven't finished speaking yet! Aren't you afraid...?"

"Because it's Himeko, I trust you. I believe you wouldn't want me to do anything bad. You definitely wouldn't, right?"

"Right!"

Himeko answered loudly.

Herta closed his eyes, sighed, and thought, "He's flirting again."

"Sera ~" Kiana chuckled mischievously, her voice slightly trembling.

"...?"

Kiana, are you having some bad thoughts?

"Hey~ Do you want to wear the same clothes as me tomorrow?!"

"Don't want."

Please, please!

Kiana suddenly appeared in front of Sera from her seat, grabbed Sera's hands and shook them up and down, acting cute towards Sera.

"You're calling yourself the older sister, how can you still act cute towards your younger brother?"

Sera was helpless.

"I agree, okay?"

"Okay."

"Those clothes still need to be made."

"No need, no need, I can do it."

Kiana waved her hand.

What are you trying to wear?

You'll find out tomorrow!

Kiana didn't say anything, she just looked at Sera with a mischievous smile.

"Can I...?"

"No, you can't!"