Dress up as Dior sister and awaken your substitute at the beginning

There is a little man painted on it.

I was wearing two things, and the fabric was unusually small...

The drawing was very sloppy, but Dio still understood it.

The image of Mia wearing it flashed through his mind, and Dio snatched the blueprint: "What is this?"

"Uh, well..." Mia rolled her eyes and tried to change the subject, "I, I want to go play with Lucky."

Dio put his arm around Mia's waist and pressed her into his arms: "You don't usually come to the study to see me. Is this why you came here today?"

The posture is a bit weird now.

Mia sat astride Dio's thighs, face to face, pressed close to him, with her legs spread apart and placed on both sides of his waist, as if clamping his waist.

The boy's embrace was firm and warm, with a faint scent of rose soap, which Mia was familiar with.

But she always felt that something was wrong.

Dio hugged Mia's waist tightly, lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Speak, what is this?"

Mia really likes Dio's voice——

It is refreshing and clean, with the youthfulness that is unique to a teenager, yet it reveals a sense of oppression, like a big devil with the appearance of a cute little boy.

Now that he was asking her this question right next to her ear, Mia had the inexplicable illusion that she was a voice actor turning to the adult entertainment industry.

and.

Mia felt something seemed to be bruised, and the place where it was bruised was a little delicate.

Mia twisted and moved back, whispering, "Nothing, just something ordinary."

Dio groaned, held Mia down, and bit her ear: "Don't move."

There was a slight stinging pain in her ears, but Mia was not concerned about this, but...

Why is it more painful?

not……

No, no, no, she must have been thinking the wrong thing.

Mia punched Dio's arm and said in a muffled voice: "I have something to do. I'm leaving first."

Fearing that he would get beaten if he pushed the other person too far, Dio decided to quit while he was ahead.

He carried Mia back to the desk, then sat on the chair and took the initiative to distance himself: "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. Why are you still angry?"

The strange atmosphere dissipated and Mia secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Her eyes slid uncontrollably to Dio's waist, trying to confirm her thoughts, but the winter clothes were too thick to see.

Noticing Mia's gaze, Dio froze for a moment, then he stuffed the blueprint into her hand as if nothing had happened: "It just so happens that I'm very busy. You can do it yourself."

Mia was stunned for a moment, then immediately held one side of the blueprint with one hand and showed it to Dio: "No, no, no, listen to me! This is a great invention!"

After the strange feeling disappeared, Mia returned to her carefree self and excitedly introduced the things in the blueprint to Dio.

The more he listened, the redder Dio's face became.

The gang manages a group of women. Even they don't dress like this.

Dio interrupted, feeling as if he were burning, "No, this is too... weird. How can you wear something like this?"

Mia tilted her head, her green eyes clear and transparent: "Why not? There are clothes outside."

"That's not the problem..." Dio had a headache and explained vaguely, "It would be weird to wear something like this inside."

Dio didn't know how to describe his thoughts.

If he were a veteran driver in the 21st century, he would probably say this to Mia -

Like rope art, even if you are wearing airtight clothes on the outside, as long as you have something like this inside, it is enough to break away from your daily routine.

"This will be much more hygienic. And..." Mia pointed at the upper body of the little man and explained her troubles to Dio.

Probably about shaking and pain.

Dio's pupils trembled and his face turned red enough to look like blood was about to drip out.

Half a minute later, Dio found his voice again: "But it's okay for other women not to wear it. Mom doesn't seem to have this problem either."

Mia pouted: "Because they wear corsets, which provide support."

"Then why aren't you wearing any?"

"Uncomfortable, I don't like it."

Dio pursed his lips, unable to refute.

If it were in the past, he would probably ask why you are the only one who is in trouble when everyone else is fine.

but now……

Dio, who was almost strangled to death by a corset, agreed with Mia's words.

Seeing that Dio didn't object, Mia struck while the iron was hot: "It doesn't matter, it's just under my clothes anyway. No one will know I'm wearing it except you."

This was too ambiguous, and Dio's heartbeat suddenly accelerated: "How do you hang it up after washing? If something like this is seen, your reputation will be ruined."

"Why not just air it in the room? It will dry quickly with the fireplace." Mia jumped off the table, took Dio's hand and shook it, "Okay, okay~"

The girl pouted her pink and plump lips, and looked at Dior with her big watery eyes without blinking, like a puppy begging for food.

Dio avoided Mia's gaze and said nothing.

Mia twisted the corner of her clothes, afraid that he would not agree.

The craftsmanship of the things in the drawing is not simple, and it is impossible to make them with her sewing skills.

Dio was silent for a while, then spoke with difficulty under Mia's expectant gaze.