Dark Meeting
There are several Elven girls and nearly fifty slaves… Late one night, on the day they welcomed new residents, people gathered in the briefing room inside ‘Mamiya’.
“Well then, let’s start… the top-secret meeting.”
In the dimly lit briefing room, which seems meaningless… Seated at the head of the round table is someone who no longer needs an introduction… Here is the young man, Asuru, who is finally establishing independence in this land. Among others at the round table, samurai from the beastmen like Banho have gathered.
Asuru and the seven samurai… It isn’t just these eight who will be having discussions, though.
“First, I deeply appreciate accepting my daughter and others… And for entrusting me with a mobile terminal and a solar charger, allowing me to participate in this meeting.”
Utilizing the spatial projector in the briefing room, a person sits as if in a theatre… The nine members of this top-secret meeting include the elf leader Forusha.
“Do not worry, Senior Forusha. It’s great to see someone other than me excelling at magic. Since we have accepted you under our wing, it’s only natural to provide you with a means of communication other than rifles…”
“If that’s what you say, I’m relieved. By the way, is my daughter doing well?”
“I occasionally check on her myself, but from maintaining the rifles depleted in battle to cooking and laundry… She’s been handling mundane tasks well, even using the facilities of ‘Mamiya.’ She seemed quite shaken up after the recent incident.”
“If Banho-dono says so, I can also feel a sense of relief…”
This seems more like the face of a father rather than the leader of the elves… With a relieved expression, Senior Forusha sighs.
“But we can’t just relax… After all, we gathered here to discuss Ente.”
With determination… As Asuru puts on an unprecedented display of leadership, he solemnly begins to speak. Manipulating the keyboard and mouse, he projects several images onto the large round table.
Each image shows Ente working diligently. The angles and situations vary greatly…
“As you can see from these photos, she is working hard… wearing the attire brought from her hometown.”
Just as Asuru says… Ente is wearing clothing resembling that of a boy from the village. There is no cuteness at all… It is clear that what matters is being easy to move in.
“I had been suggesting for a while to wear more girly clothes. But she never listened… In fact, if I insisted too much, she would even look at me with contempt…”
“Forusha-dono, I understand your feelings.”
Banho nods in agreement with Senior Forusha’s words.
“I, too, received similar looks when I stared at Uruka-sama’s new attire closely.”
“You were probably only looking at her skirt. Is that not so?”
Asuru, who had received it from a friend and gave it as a gift to his wife, looks incredulously at the seasoned samurai.
“But! That absolute area inevitably draws the eye! Moreover! It feels as if my lost youth is returning!”
“I understand the feeling but don’t push it too far. If you go too far, I’ll have to issue a ‘seppuku’ command.”
“Hmm…”
Banho falls silent after being given a cold look. Instead, Senior Forusha speaks up.
“Anyway, Ente is also at that age… I want to dress her in those eye-catching, girly clothes… That’s what being a parent is about. Moving to your hidden village this time is the perfect opportunity for that!”
The projection of the elf leader clenches his fist tightly!
“The samurai over there have changed their appearance drastically. We can naturally suggest new clothes! Don’t miss this chance!”
“Hmm…”
Asuru nods… But there is someone who voices opposition. One of the samurai invited to this place speaks up.
“Isn’t it best to let her wear what she wants instead of forcing it upon her? Sure, those pants don’t scream ‘feminine’, but they are practical, and that’s important…”
“You idiot!”
The virtual image of Senior Forusha, who shouldn’t be able to physically interact, swings his fist, and it hits the samurai squarely! There are no laws of physics here… It’s a comedy skit that they can do as they please.
“Throughout history, individuals like you with partially heightened consciousness have brought about tragedies! Remember that! The golden rule for women’s clothing is a mini skirt! And! Green hair and glasses must be avoided! This is a secret passed down through generations of elves… got it!”
“Uh… understood…”
Why did he get punched… Or rather, how did he get punched… And why did the elves pass down such trivial things as secrets… The samurai, who has no idea what is going on, tentatively agrees while holding his cheek where he had been punched.
“Now that you understand, let’s continue the conversation… I will provide new attire not only for Ente but also for the Elves and even the slaves at this opportunity. Well, the slaves could just wear the same clothes as us. As for the clothes to give to Ente and them, I found some options by checking the ‘Mamiya’ database.”
As Asuru operates, numerous costumes are reflected on a large round table. From ones that are cute while still being modestly exposed to ones that are downright daring… This is truly the history of clothing that the ancient people have passed down!
“For now, I propose this sailor uniform.”
“I support this old-school swimsuit.”
“It’s a tough choice, but… I think this maid outfit will do.”
“Banho-dono! That outfit is similar to what Imperial maids wore… Have you forgotten the honor!?”
“It is dead! My honour died in the last battle!”
“I firmly support the old-school swimsuit.”
Banho and his samurai argue while Senior Forusha continues to propose a certain outfit… Where did the rule of the miniskirt go?
“Hah… this is going to be a long night.”
With a cynical smile, Asuru looks over everyone.
And after a meeting that lasts for several hours… Finally, a decision is made on the new attire!
“Sailor top! No skirt! Instead, old school pants below! Maid apron as an accent! Everyone! Is this decision okay?!”
“We have no objection…”
“Hmm… in the end, it turned out to be a good compromise.”
After a long meeting that makes the guys needlessly heated, they nod in agreement. Before they know it, the time is already early in the morning.
“Alright! Let’s send out this decision and start the production immediately at Mamiya’s manufacturing facility!”
*Click*
It is at that moment that the automatic doors of the briefing room open. The one who enters is Uruka, dressed in the kingdom-style outfit presented by Asuru… She is pushing a cart with tea for everyone.
“I don’t know what you’re discussing, but I made some tea— Oh?”
Uruka’s gaze falls on the large round table, which showcases various images through its monitor function. As she looks at the various images displayed there, the emotion in her eyes fades away…
“…Could you explain what you were discussing?”
Her voice is so cold and powerful that even dragons would tremble at its intensity.
In the end, the new outfit proposal that causes a stir and features a mysterious fusion is rejected… However, the girls’ team, who got all excited discussing new clothes, ended up creating the new outfit after all.