Good to See Siblings Getting Along

By the way, if the Goddess's voice seemed oddly casual, it was because this receiving room has a simple altar, a household god-shelf.

When making deals, beyond contract magic people often swear before the gods as a formality, so nobles' and merchants' parlors commonly have god-shelves.

… They likely don't realize the gods can literally peek in.

"I-I'll go change now…"

"I'll help you change."

"W-wait! Please don't, sister. I can change by myself!"

"Don't say that. We need to talk about what comes next."

"Uu…"

And so Dea and Kumin went to the next room to change.

His underwear's for girls, so she's going to see it all…! Do your best, Dea!

"Haa — Dea's sister is beautiful. I might fall for her."

"What, Kari-chan, do you hate men?"

"Not hate, but spare me the manly funk from someone by my side. Teaming up is fine, though."

"Ah, so that's why you put the boy in girls' clothes."

Well, that's not entirely wrong. The main goal was femboy socks.

"Kari-chan, changing the subject… why did Alchemia fall?"

"Ah, that was for a super dumb reason—"

"Excuse you? It was NOT dumb."

"—or so I assume. I wouldn't know. Who can read the gods' minds?"

Goddess, please stop intercepting small talk.

"I see. If we knew the gods' intent, we could judge whether it's acceptable to salvage Alchemia's ruins."

"That should be fine, unless a new 'Chaos God' appears."

"Hmm?"

"If you're worried, pray at the church and ask. Beats me."

"You're right. We'll do that."

While I chatted with Maria, Dea and Kumin returned.

Dea's face was bright red, no doubt because she confirmed his underwear while changing.

… Even back in boys' clothes, he now looks like a girl crossdressing as a boy. I've seen him in a dress too long.

"I still think a one-piece suits you better, Dea-kun."

"R-really?"

"Are you okay baring those thighs? They're dazzlingly white and cute."

"Hau."

He fidgeted, smooth white legs and all.

"… Hey, Dea-kun. You're not secretly a girl, are you?"

"I'm not!"

Shame. So small, squishy, and cute.

"Right. About the cargo we reclaimed from the pirates… where should we deliver it?"

"Eh? You'll return the cargo?"

Kumin looked surprised at my suggestion.

"Of course. It was yours and Dea-kun's to begin with."

"You saved my brother, and now you'll return our goods… how can we thank you? Shall I give you Dee? It sounds like you've pampered him plenty."

"S-sister!?"

"You don't entirely dislike the idea, do you, Dee?"

"T-that's… true, but…"

Dea squeezed his knees bashfully.

Those white thighs are blinding.

"For thanks, I'll take your socks, Kumin."

"… Pardon?"

Naturally, Kumin tilted her head. She heard but didn't comprehend.

"Please give me the socks you're wearing now. I have my reasons, I'm collecting socks."

"Come to think of it, you tucked Dee's socks away earlier… Then I'll arrange a new pair identical to what I'm wearing—"

"No! The ones you're wearing now. Freshly removed or it's meaningless! Please, as a favor… help me."

I bowed, earnestly.

"… Very well."

"Here are replacements."

"Well prepared. Then I'll remove these… By the way, what do you do with socks?"

"Eat them, maybe. Beats me."

"Eat!?"

Kumin's hands froze mid-removal.

"E-eat… eh? And not for your personal collection?"

Oh? A faint blush.

Right — more embarrassing if some unknown someone 'eats' them than if I, a fellow woman, simply collect them.

"… Yes. My boss loves socks."

"Boss!? Karina, w-what sort of person is your boss?"

"No comment!"

If she learns the pervert is actually a young girl, the shame halves, so… it's a secret.

Kumin steeled herself and finished removing her socks. She folded them neatly — well-bred. Good, good.

"… Here you are, Karina."

"Princess! Thank you, my lady! I'll deliver them without fail!"

I knelt like a knight receiving a treasured sword.

"Uu… I think I understand a bit how Dee felt."

"And I understand a bit how you felt earlier, sister."

Good to see siblings getting along. I stowed the socks.