45 Finally A Chance!

Naomi opened the brown arch shaped wardrobe and little dust flew out. The tiny speckles could be seen in the light of tens of candles that illuminated the room. A twin bed was behind her, whereas Arnacia was by her side.

"Should I help you undress first?" Naomi asked, her hand browsed through shirts hanging inside the wardrobe.

"I can try these shirts without removing my shirt." Arnacia's confidence was apparent because of her thin sleeveless shirt. So what if dressing as Archie was the only way to see Lylia? She wasn't going to give this green-haired pervert a chance.

"But that's not how it works." Naomi also spoke confidently as she took out a white shirt. She was sure after seeing Elm Nero that Arnacia would definitely dress as Archie.

"I can do it by myself, Naomi." Arnaica said.

'I know what you are going to do.' She gently snatched the white cloth from Naomi. The shirt's size was bigger than what she usually wore. Thus, she was pretty confident as she put it over herself. This shirt could hide one of the things that could visually identify her as a woman.

She looked at herself in the antique mirror frame which was on the left of the wardrobe. Beside her reflection stood Naomi in smirks. This shirt would have been enough to hide her burst in previous life, but now… It was nowhere near enough.

"Arnacia, I can see that you still look like a girl, a very healthy girl." Naomi raised her hands creepily. "Now let me see how much improvement we need. Don't worry, I am pretty confident in my ability to dress you as a man."

"We don't have to do this." Arnacia took a step back and another. This was definitely something to worry about! But at the same time, she also knew Naomi was her very close childhood friend.

"You act so shy now." Naomi was like a wolf who had cornered its prey and then realized that it looked even more delicious. "I want to see how much you have grown since the last time." Naomi took a step forward and another.

"If we are going to do this, then be a little shy and.." Arnaica's face turned a little red. The color, the contrast, in the candle light, was heart melting to see. Especially because she always kept a mean front. Furthermore she was in a loose white shirt!

Poof! It felt like a cloudburst over Naomi's head.

Noseble-eeeeeed.

Naomi felt like she would fall backwards, but she took another step forward. This was a chance she was definitely not going to miss, not even in a million years!

"Arnacia…"

Huff! Huff! Huff!

Naomi's warm forehead rested on Arnacia's forehead. Her hands soundly seized the fluffies. She could see Arnacia's face clearly but cleanly saw the orange pair of eyes starting into hers.

"… your size is perfect."

Arnacia's answer? She was already counting seconds in her head. Childhood friends were clingy, she knew from her previous life. Not these thoughts again.

She closed her eyes and regulated her breath. Dealing with Naomi was her priority right now. So she pushed her perverted childhood friend away. Surprisingly, Naomi had been more cooperative than the times during the maid training.

"Now give me another shirt to try." Arnacia prayed Naomi won't talk about her size again.

"Just a shirt won't be enough to hide your-"

"Tell me what I have to do already." Arnacia impatiently said. "And what are we going to do about my face?" She knew her face was similar to Archie's, but it wasn't exactly the same.

"Before than we have to do something about your-"

"I am not sure if you can do it." Arnacia interrupted again. She tried the inciting tactics.

"You really don't remember." Naomi grinned in a rather smug yet shameful way. "I once made my chest look almost flat to hit on mom."

"…" Arnacia laughed wryly. She did not wish to know more about the topic.

"Don't worry you, I will help you disguise as Archie and no one will know about it." Naomi assured. She put her hand forward as if she was asking for a handshake. Arnacia naturally returned the courtesy.

Naomi slowly lifted Arnacia's hand. Both of them had long, slender fingers. But Arnacia's nails had a natural hue of pink, whereas Naomi's nails were painted green with sparkling dots.

"We might have to do something about these lovely hands." Naomi moved her nose over Arnacia's hand and smelled while staring into the frozen eyes of Arnacia.

This pervert was too unpredictable. Arnacia didn't know how to react or what to say. What Naomi said made sense, but her actions were too prurient. She pulled her hand back and hid it behind her back.

"It's getting late. Mom needs ingredients for dinner." Arnacia said, and she turned to walk away.

"No-oooo. We can finish this up fast. I will quickly bring the stuff you need. Just wait here for a minute, please." Naomi walked ahead of Arnacia, looked at her pleadingly, and left the room. She also planned to send Elda to deliver the shopping bags to Leah.

Nothing would stop her 'dress-up Arnacia' session.