91-Chapter 18 The Gentleman and the War Girl
Chapter Eighteen - A Gentleman and a War Maiden
GG3
Just now I took a quick look at Miss Shermonster's ID card, and the race marked on it was undead elves (zombies).
Although I didn't understand what the zombie on the back was marked for, it did very clearly indicate Miss Shermonster's current identity - a zombie.
This made me frown a little.
Speaking of zombies, the first thing that flashed through my mind was the army of zombies that had wounds all over their bodies and were bleeding, with unidentified liquids flowing from their mouths, while still carrying various degrees of decay on their bodies.
Then looking at Shermonster's current appearance, grayish yellowish skin, red eyes, and a pair of pointy ears, I would have thought it was a vampire if I didn't look closely....
Well, I have to admit that she was actually pretty cute, the delicate features of Shermonster itself combined with Alvin's steely look, the mixture of the two features gave a special feeling.
"Well? Are you staring at me?"
"Ah!?"
Crap, I can't believe I was found out.
"No lah, I'm just looking at what the undead elf is like."
"Eh~ So it's actually looking at me then? Hahahaha, it's fine, I wouldn't mind, after all, this body has been inside your ring for so long, if you really wanted to do something, wouldn't you have done it already?"
"It's..."
How am I supposed to answer that?
I feel like I'm losing with every answer!
"Well, I did look at you lah."
"Grace... Is it something you want to touch, what's it like to be undead?"
"...Let's avoid that, it feels like I'll be treated as a pervert."
"As a price your wings will also lend me to touch it."
So that's what you're after?
"Why did you put your wings away when you're so handsome?"
"Sticking out that's the trouble okay, not to mention the popularity of the Holy Angels of the Dead here, just the air resistance created by the two pairs of wings as I walk is very uncomfortable okay!"
"Air resistance?"
"...is the thing that prevents me from walking."
Even if I explain to you the fact that the resistance of angel wings is much greater than that of undead wings, you can't understand it, right? Hey, it's better if I dwell on it myself.
"Well, we're not discussing this topic, by the way we've been walking for so long and you're not looking at any stores, so what are you looking for?"
"Well? Isn't the whole point of shopping for gear?"
"........"
Are you kidding me?
You told me you went shopping just to buy gear, young lady? What game are you a violent nympho girl from?
"That...haven't you even been shopping before?"
"Eh? Yes, I used to talk to people in the tribe about buying equipment."
"No, no, no."
I shook my head incessantly.
"You don't call that shopping."
"What do you call it if you don't call it shopping?"
"You call that buying equipment."
"...What's the difference?"
The other tilted his head and asked.
........
"Even if you ask me that..."
I don't know, I'm not a girl.
To be honest, I'm in a 'gear shopping' mode when I go out on the street, picking up whatever I want and just grabbing a bite to eat, not taking the time to look at them one by one before buying or not buying.
Aria and the others might be able to guide me a bit, but I'm completely unaware of it.
But....
That might be a good thing too.
"Well, let's just buy the equipment then. But we've been gone for so long, don't you see anything you want to buy?"
"Well..."
Miss Shermonster looked around the room and shook her head.
"Although all the clothes in those stores look nice, the armor is too thin, and there's no defense at all."
...What a practical pie!
"Hahahaha, sure enough Miss you've been inside the seal for too long, this isn't a time of war anymore, but there are fewer and fewer girls wearing armor like you."
Orlando, who was next to him, finally managed to spit out.
"Yeah? Is it possible that people nowadays like to wear this kind of cloth armor with extremely low defense?"
"Cloth armor...that's a pretty straightforward name, but they don't even count as cloth armor now, but they have no defensive power at all, they're just mere decoration, the only thing they do is just make you look better."
"Better looking..."
Miss Shermonster looked at those clothes into contemplation.
"Or..."
Just as Orlando was about to say something, I grabbed him directly and interrupted him.
"What are you trying to do?"
"...by the look in your eyes, don't you know exactly what I'm going to do?"
As expected, this guy was a pervert as well.
"Huh? You're not going to buy her a dress that's Dark Goblin-esque, are you? You pervert!"
"Well, what are you talking about, but my eyes have lasted 700 years! I can tell at a glance what kind of clothes fit!"
"No, no, no, the elf's body type is similar to my race anyway, and the taste is obviously better."
"Really, you have to respect the older ones, don't you?"
"And love the young, too, you see I'm not even a fraction of your age, so why don't you let me do it anyway?"
"You're a..."
"What are you guys doing?"
Miss Shermonster suddenly came up to us and asked.
We immediately ended our standoff and then separated our sides.
"That...we were just getting ready to give advice on Miss Shermonster's shopping, don't you think?"
I said as I squeezed my eyes at Orlando.
"Ah...ah, yeah, yeah, we were thinking that since Miss Shermonster doesn't know much about modern tastes, we'd..."
"Well, don't worry, I've already chosen it."
She said running to a nearby shop and pointing at the dresses inside.
"This style seems to look very simple and straightforward, I want this."
"........"
"........"
Orlando and I were stunned when we saw the store.
"What's going on? Isn't this dress nice?"
I gulped, then shook my head frantically.
"No, no, no, it's a nice dress, and since you like it, we'll buy it right away! Ain't that right, Brother Orlando!"
"Yes yes yes! I'll pay for it. Right."
"Hey, hey, Brother Orlando, you're too kind, of course I'm the one to pay for the clothes."
I said with great righteousness.
"No, no, as an elder I'm sure I'll help the younger one out with the money you say right?"
"So, okay."
I pulled back the hand I was about to take out my wallet.
"I'll leave it to you, then."
"You..."
Orlando didn't realize how fast I'd gotten and his whole face stiffened.
"Okay, go get it!"
I pushed Orlando and Miss Shermonster into the store together.
Oh, yes, the name of the shop....
It's called 'The Maid Gentleman'.
GG3
Just now I took a quick look at Miss Shermonster's ID card, and the race marked on it was undead elves (zombies).
Although I didn't understand what the zombie on the back was marked for, it did very clearly indicate Miss Shermonster's current identity - a zombie.
This made me frown a little.
Speaking of zombies, the first thing that flashed through my mind was the army of zombies that had wounds all over their bodies and were bleeding, with unidentified liquids flowing from their mouths, while still carrying various degrees of decay on their bodies.
Then looking at Shermonster's current appearance, grayish yellowish skin, red eyes, and a pair of pointy ears, I would have thought it was a vampire if I didn't look closely....
Well, I have to admit that she was actually pretty cute, the delicate features of Shermonster itself combined with Alvin's steely look, the mixture of the two features gave a special feeling.
"Well? Are you staring at me?"
"Ah!?"
Crap, I can't believe I was found out.
"No lah, I'm just looking at what the undead elf is like."
"Eh~ So it's actually looking at me then? Hahahaha, it's fine, I wouldn't mind, after all, this body has been inside your ring for so long, if you really wanted to do something, wouldn't you have done it already?"
"It's..."
How am I supposed to answer that?
I feel like I'm losing with every answer!
"Well, I did look at you lah."
"Grace... Is it something you want to touch, what's it like to be undead?"
"...Let's avoid that, it feels like I'll be treated as a pervert."
"As a price your wings will also lend me to touch it."
So that's what you're after?
"Why did you put your wings away when you're so handsome?"
"Sticking out that's the trouble okay, not to mention the popularity of the Holy Angels of the Dead here, just the air resistance created by the two pairs of wings as I walk is very uncomfortable okay!"
"Air resistance?"
"...is the thing that prevents me from walking."
Even if I explain to you the fact that the resistance of angel wings is much greater than that of undead wings, you can't understand it, right? Hey, it's better if I dwell on it myself.
"Well, we're not discussing this topic, by the way we've been walking for so long and you're not looking at any stores, so what are you looking for?"
"Well? Isn't the whole point of shopping for gear?"
"........"
Are you kidding me?
You told me you went shopping just to buy gear, young lady? What game are you a violent nympho girl from?
"That...haven't you even been shopping before?"
"Eh? Yes, I used to talk to people in the tribe about buying equipment."
"No, no, no."
I shook my head incessantly.
"You don't call that shopping."
"What do you call it if you don't call it shopping?"
"You call that buying equipment."
"...What's the difference?"
The other tilted his head and asked.
........
"Even if you ask me that..."
I don't know, I'm not a girl.
To be honest, I'm in a 'gear shopping' mode when I go out on the street, picking up whatever I want and just grabbing a bite to eat, not taking the time to look at them one by one before buying or not buying.
Aria and the others might be able to guide me a bit, but I'm completely unaware of it.
But....
That might be a good thing too.
"Well, let's just buy the equipment then. But we've been gone for so long, don't you see anything you want to buy?"
"Well..."
Miss Shermonster looked around the room and shook her head.
"Although all the clothes in those stores look nice, the armor is too thin, and there's no defense at all."
...What a practical pie!
"Hahahaha, sure enough Miss you've been inside the seal for too long, this isn't a time of war anymore, but there are fewer and fewer girls wearing armor like you."
Orlando, who was next to him, finally managed to spit out.
"Yeah? Is it possible that people nowadays like to wear this kind of cloth armor with extremely low defense?"
"Cloth armor...that's a pretty straightforward name, but they don't even count as cloth armor now, but they have no defensive power at all, they're just mere decoration, the only thing they do is just make you look better."
"Better looking..."
Miss Shermonster looked at those clothes into contemplation.
"Or..."
Just as Orlando was about to say something, I grabbed him directly and interrupted him.
"What are you trying to do?"
"...by the look in your eyes, don't you know exactly what I'm going to do?"
As expected, this guy was a pervert as well.
"Huh? You're not going to buy her a dress that's Dark Goblin-esque, are you? You pervert!"
"Well, what are you talking about, but my eyes have lasted 700 years! I can tell at a glance what kind of clothes fit!"
"No, no, no, the elf's body type is similar to my race anyway, and the taste is obviously better."
"Really, you have to respect the older ones, don't you?"
"And love the young, too, you see I'm not even a fraction of your age, so why don't you let me do it anyway?"
"You're a..."
"What are you guys doing?"
Miss Shermonster suddenly came up to us and asked.
We immediately ended our standoff and then separated our sides.
"That...we were just getting ready to give advice on Miss Shermonster's shopping, don't you think?"
I said as I squeezed my eyes at Orlando.
"Ah...ah, yeah, yeah, we were thinking that since Miss Shermonster doesn't know much about modern tastes, we'd..."
"Well, don't worry, I've already chosen it."
She said running to a nearby shop and pointing at the dresses inside.
"This style seems to look very simple and straightforward, I want this."
"........"
"........"
Orlando and I were stunned when we saw the store.
"What's going on? Isn't this dress nice?"
I gulped, then shook my head frantically.
"No, no, no, it's a nice dress, and since you like it, we'll buy it right away! Ain't that right, Brother Orlando!"
"Yes yes yes! I'll pay for it. Right."
"Hey, hey, Brother Orlando, you're too kind, of course I'm the one to pay for the clothes."
I said with great righteousness.
"No, no, as an elder I'm sure I'll help the younger one out with the money you say right?"
"So, okay."
I pulled back the hand I was about to take out my wallet.
"I'll leave it to you, then."
"You..."
Orlando didn't realize how fast I'd gotten and his whole face stiffened.
"Okay, go get it!"
I pushed Orlando and Miss Shermonster into the store together.
Oh, yes, the name of the shop....
It's called 'The Maid Gentleman'.