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"Wait, you don't want me to wear this? That's great! You're a savior, sister!"

Mengdie is ecstatic inside. Her tail wags excitedly, and her ears perk up happily. But before she can revel in her joy, Nanma pulls out a "short skirt" maid outfit from a nearby wardrobe and hangs it on a hanger in front of Mengdie.

"Little girl, wearing a long skirt will be troublesome with your tail. Here, this short skirt style will suit you better. And these matching suspenders, white over-the-knee socks, and underwear. Wearing these, your tail won't be a problem no matter how much it moves."

At that moment, Mengdie feels an impulse to smash the red gemstone necklace on her chest.

With immense shame, Mengdie reluctantly takes the stack of clothes and enters a single changing room. She looks at the maid outfit, so short it almost reveals her underwear, and glares at the red gemstone necklace on her chest. In frustration, she grabs the ends of the dress, about to rip it apart!

Wait! Calm down. Breathe in... Breathe out...

Finally calmed, Mengdie reminds herself that no matter what difficulties or shameful situations she encounters, her primary goal is to save Aya's life. Life is paramount. She must not act impulsively, she absolutely must not!

After a mental struggle, Mengdie bites her lip, abandons the idea of tearing the dress, and hangs it on a hook. After inspecting it again, she reluctantly removes her clothes.

The men's clothes she's wearing are easy to handle, but when it comes to her men's underwear, she hesitates. After pondering for nearly two minutes, she carefully removes the underwear, folds it neatly, and places it on top of her clothes.

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Standing naked between the two sets of clothing, Mengdie's emotions are complex. Her tail droops weakly, and her ears sag. As she nervously reaches out for the small pair of white women's underwear from the maid outfit, her hand retracts as if electrified, and her face flushes red.

So shameful... So humiliating! Last time, to save Emily, I wore women's clothes, and now, to save Aya, I must do it again! Why... Why must I wear such shameful clothes every time I need to save someone? These... These underwear are too small, and the skirt is so short! Even ordinary women wouldn't wear such revealing clothes on the street!

I won't wear it! I'd rather die than wear it! These are women's intimate garments, a sin even to look at, let alone wear! No, I should put on the boxer shorts first, then the skirt.

Just as Mengdie is about to put on the modified boxer shorts, the changing room door suddenly bursts open!

"Mengdie sister! Are you done yet?"

It's Nia! Startled, Mengdie reflexively covers her lower body. Her tail stands up nervously.

"Ni... Nia! Why would you just open the door like that? Quick... close it!" Her fox tail shifts to cover her legs.

Nia looks at Mengdie, still finding her sister's behavior strange despite living together for so long.

"Close the door? Why? We're all girls. Isn't it faster and more convenient to change out here?"

Mengdie's face turns redder under Nia's gaze, her heart racing. Unable to bear it, she steps forward and pulls the changing room door shut.

"Don't open it again! Absolutely—Do not open the door!!!"

After closing the door, Mengdie leaves Nia stunned outside.

Time is of the essence. Mengdie looks at the two sets of clothes, steels herself, closes her eyes, grabs the small, folded white silk underwear, and puts them on. As the silk envelops her skin, tears flow from her eyes...

Two minutes later, the changing room door opens. A fox-eared girl in white over-the-knee socks, a blue ultra-short skirt, and a white apron, wearing a white maid's cap, steps out shyly. At that moment, all the maids in the changing room stop their tasks, stunned.

Mengdie shakes her head, wipes the tears from her eyes, and walks towards Nia. It's her first time in a short skirt, and her stride is still the wide steps of a man. The problem is the skirt is so short that it flutters up with each step, revealing the white underwear underneath. Mengdie, realizing this, panics, her tail tucking in to cover her exposed underwear.

"Ah~~~~~~!"

How hateful... Exposing intimate clothing in front of others is disrespectful! I don't understand the design of this skirt! If it weren't for this tail... If only I didn't have this tail!

Mengdie's gaze shifts to the long skirt Nia is wearing. Faced with the choice between shame and greater shame, she still prefers Nia's long skirt.

Time doesn't allow Mengdie to regret. Soon, it's almost three o'clock. The maids in the changing room leave to perform various tasks as instructed by Lady Marafi. Mengdie takes a deep breath, grabs Nia's hand, and they leave the changing room, following the maids down a small corridor to their destination—

The Royal Garden.

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