“Nyx, I feel like I’m dying.”
Clara dragged her exhausted body back to the dormitory apartment. Under the thick winter coat, she was still wearing the “gift” she got from Kamui—a hero bodysuit.
The one-piece style, without a hood, but with a cut that accentuates the body’s curves.
Although Clara’s body didn’t have many curves, many heroes like to wear battle suits that show off their figures, especially female heroes. It’s hard to say if they have ulterior motives, but on a little girl, it just looks like cosplay.
After the short skirt maid outfit, she was also forced to try on cheongsam, nurse uniform, bunny girl outfit, and a meaningless open-chest sweater—all sorts of embarrassing clothes.
In addition, there were all kinds of strange little accessories: Katyusha, white stockings, cat ear headbands, etc.
Initially, Kamui really did hope to observe Clara’s body up close this way.
But as time went on, her purpose seemed to change. Clara’s shy, cute reactions addicted Kamui—after all, who could refuse to dress up a little animal-like loli?
Clara was treated like a dress-up doll and played with all night.
However, Kamui felt this was more like a mother seeing her cute daughter and wanting to dress her up—hard to resist.
Regardless, tonight’s activities did bring the two closer, to some extent bridging the gap between them from before.
Sighing, Clara walked out of the elevator lobby and took out her key to approach the apartment door handle. The smart electronic lock clicked open.
“Sigh… even though it’s late at night, compared to yesterday, I came back early today.”
Lucia, the night owl, was still awake. She was lying sideways on the living room sofa, surrounded by a mess of design blueprints.
A laptop was resting on her stomach, the screen’s light illuminating her face, while she toyed with some kind of small mechanical part in her hand.
“Why aren’t you asleep yet?”
Clara, having already taken off her winter coat, asked.
Lucia then curled up and looked up toward the entryway. She widened her eyes and sat up straight, her mouth forming an O shape, too surprised to close it.
“Senior Clara, why are you dressed like that? Is it some new battle suit? Are you not going to be a Magic Girl and plan to become a Kamen Hero?”
Facing Lucia’s rapid-fire questions, Clara shook her head and replied, “No, it’s just cosplay.”
“So, where did you go play tonight?”
Clara sat down on the sofa next to Lucia and answered truthfully, “I went to see Kamui and discussed the registered hero network with her. But after the discussion, she dragged me into changing into a bunch of weird clothes.”
‘Where does Kamui get all these weird clothes? Is she also doing some shady part-time job?’
“That’s too much!”
Lucia clenched her fists, looking very angry. Clara felt a little moved—after all, her own little sister really cared about her~
“How could you not call me for something so fun!”
Clara retracted her earlier sentiment. She leaned lazily back on the sofa, but her peripheral vision caught the laptop on Lucia’s lap.
On it were still the exoskeleton armor blueprints from Lucia’s graduation project.
Back at the resort, her semi-finished exoskeleton was dismantled to create the barrier cage. It wouldn’t make sense to build an identical one, so with Nyx and Miss An Yong’s help, she might as well go for a brand new battle suit.
“Huh? Isn’t this a bit small?” Clara asked.
Looking at the blueprints, the size of this new exoskeleton seemed a bit strange?
Although Clara couldn’t understand the messy mechanical structure, she could roughly make out the shape, and it was clearly not an adult’s weapon.
Not to mention the original Squill—even Lucia herself probably couldn’t wear it?
Lucia said shyly, “Actually, this exoskeleton… is for Senior Clara.”
“For me? Not for your brother?” Clara retorted.
Lucia had once said that the reason she wanted to build an exoskeleton for her graduation project, and the reason she chose this major, was to make up for the regret of her older brother who couldn’t become a hero.
In Lucia’s view, the reason Squill became a mutant was purely due to the burden of his family.
If their family hadn’t been under such heavy financial strain, he could have taken his time finding a job, maybe even found a Hero Company willing to hire him, and walked the path of a hero.
In the end, his choice to become a mutant was for the high salary and benefits of the Evil Organization. Even as a mutant, he was only at the bottom level.
Lucia shook her head and answered, “Senior Clara is just as important to me.”
‘Why does she think that? Maybe Lucia found out something?’
Clara felt a bit uneasy, but seeing that she still called her ‘senior,’ it was probably just her imagination…
But Nyx spoke up at that moment.
“Miss Lucia’s change of heart should have happened in the past few days.”
“It was only yesterday afternoon that she asked Nyx for your body data through the app.”
‘Had something happened in the past few days that made Lucia change her mind?’
Clara couldn’t figure it out, but Lucia then pulled out a soft measuring tape from behind her.
“Since you’re already in the bodysuit, Senior, please cooperate again~”
The soft measuring tape in Lucia’s hand was like a flexible little snake, wrapping around Clara’s belly that showed no abs, then her shoulder width, bust, and so on.
It seemed like she was verifying whether the data Nyx gave was accurate, but it made Clara feel an indescribable shyness.
Lucia’s mouth curled up slightly, and she recorded each measurement on the computer.
“Senior, can you stand up?”
When Lucia asked this, Clara stood up awkwardly. Being scrutinized from head to toe by her own little sister made her so embarrassed her little tentacles almost got tangled.
“Is it really necessary to measure again?”
“Scientific research is very rigorous. This is calibration!”
Even though Nyx had already given Lucia Clara’s body parameters.
Because she was wearing the bodysuit, very thin and fitting against the skin, the measurements taken now would surely be more accurate than when she was wearing bulky winter clothes…
Ah, Senior is so cute. Lucia was clearly enjoying Clara’s uncomfortable reaction.
Finally, Lucia simply threw away the measuring tape and grabbed Clara’s waist with her bare hands.
“Eek?!”
The bodysuit made Clara’s body especially sensitive, and this sudden touch made her flinch in fright.
She could feel the warmth of Lucia’s palm and the calluses that weren’t suitable for a girl.
Clara involuntarily squirmed.
“What are you doing now?!”
“Measuring.”
“Measuring with your hands?!”
“Mm-hmm, my hands will remember Senior Clara’s shape and feel.”
Lucia’s ten fingers lightly pressed into Clara’s soft waist, feeling the spring back under her fingertips, all while explaining with a straight face.
You have a dirty sister Clara