Minx Town.

The town we’re currently staying in is on the smaller side in terms of scale.

It has a population of about 8,000 and only around 3,200 houses.

It’s big for a village, but feels somewhat lacking in people for a town.

The reason is that about five years ago, it was attacked by a surprise assault from the Demon King’s army and nearly wiped out.

…But it looks like most of the buildings survived. That’s probably why the recovery has been relatively quick.

If it had been completely reduced to rubble, it would’ve been faster to rebuild a new town from scratch somewhere else, and many places have actually done that.

But since Minx didn’t suffer much building damage, after driving out the Demon King’s army and reclaiming it, it only took five years to recover to this point and start rebuilding… and the reason I’m thinking about all this is—

“Wouldn’t this one suit you too?”

“No, no, Seti should go for something pure and elegant! She’s a White Mage, after all!”

“That’s exactly why something flashy and provocative would suit her, don’t you think? The gap is everything, the guy who undresses her would definitely start breathing heavy!”

—because I want to escape from the reality of being treated like a toy by the girls from the support unit in a lingerie shop.

Also, why is there someone choosing based on the assumption that a guy will undress me?

‘Ugh… I feel like my soul’s leaving my body…’

Being stripped naked is embarrassing.

Well, that part is still fine.

It’s only women here, after all.

There was also a bit of resistance from my old male mindset about being in a women’s store, but now that I’m a woman, that feeling disappeared within minutes of entering.

…But actually wearing women’s underwear myself is still complicated, especially the more “that kind” of design it is, the more confusing and unbearable it becomes.

‘Back when I lived at home, I was still a kid so it was just cute stuff, and when I was working at the church as a nun, with the whole modesty thing, simple underwear was enough…’

The turning point for my previously carefree underwear situation came from a small incident on the first night we stayed at an inn after setting out as a Hero party, when all the female members ended up sleeping in the same large room.

* * *

“What is that underwear!?”

“S-Seitinias-san?”

While changing clothes, two girls I’d just gotten a bit closer to spoke up, and everyone else in the room turned toward me.

What’s going on?

Wait, is there something wrong with me?

“That’s way too lame!! It’s basically just a piece of cloth!!”

“And it looks pretty worn out too… isn’t that way too used?”

“Um, underwear? I’ve always worn this though… as for being worn out, I guess that’s true. It’s been 3… no, 5 years—eh?”

Suddenly, my shoulders were grabbed.

Then, with extremely serious expressions, they said, “Tomorrow, let’s all go shopping together. For Seitinias-san’s full set of underwear!”

Nod!

* * *

The issue of the Hero party’s female White Mage having lame underwear.

‘And then the next day, all the girls dragged me to a lingerie shop and made me do a full-day fashion show… ahh, feels nostalgic now…’

It seems they thought I didn’t care about underwear, so ever since then, I’ve been periodically dragged into lingerie shops like this.

…Just to clarify, it’s not like I don’t care what kind of underwear I wear, I do have my own preferences in design.

But right after joining the Hero party, I had only recently changed jobs to White Mage, so most of my clothing was still from my time as a nun.

‘Since I worked at the church, I explained that valuing what you have is part of modest living, but they just shot it down saying that’s not the case anymore… haha…’

When I came back to reality, I was somehow wearing extremely sexy black underwear.

My boobs were swaying, so it seems they just finished putting the bra on me.

“Alright, what do you think!? This really brings out the overflowing sexiness of tiny little Seti!”

The one proudly showing off her selection paired with me is Muto from the support unit.

Party members are usually rotated between the main Hero party and the support unit depending on circumstances, fatigue, and damage levels.

But she only recently changed jobs from “Maid” to “Black Mage,” so she’s still inexperienced and mostly fixed in the support unit.

If she stays quiet, she’s a seductive older sister type, but once she starts talking, she’s like a giggly high school girl.

“Gah! I hate to admit it… but yeah, the impact is insane. I might start drooling.”

Saying something pretty dangerous so casually, this is Miril, who is supposedly completely normal.

She’s been a “Wizard” since long ago, and I think she’s about three or four years younger than me.

But her strength is that she can use both white and black magic.

Of course, she’s not as strong as specialists in either, but a mage who can both attack and support is apparently quite rare.

“Insane impact? Do I really have that much sex appeal?”

Compared to the average girl in this world, I’m definitely on the small side.

…But I’ve got boobs, and my waist is slim…

Maybe I do have some appeal.

Honestly, I can’t really tell myself.

“Come on, you two, calm down a little. I’m sorry for the noise…”

The most mature one among the girls who came today is Havera-san.

She gives off a calm and elegant vibe, but I know the truth—every piece of underwear she picks is the most revealing one.

“No, no, it’s only natural to get excited when choosing for such a cute young lady. However, from what I’ve observed so far, none of these seem to fit quite right. How about we take your measurements and check your current size properly?”

The shop assistant in an apron dress, with a slightly simple look, appears like an angel right now.

Saved—at least the dress-up doll session is temporarily paused… or so I thought, but that relief didn’t last long.

“Now then, your bust is—wonderful, 80E, and very firm and beautiful… I’m quite envious. And your underbust is… 59, your waist is—…oh my, how slim, 51, you should eat more, you know?”

“Ah, haha… thank you. I think I actually eat quite a lot, though.”

This lady talks a lot.

And does she really have to say all those numbers out loud like that?

But with concrete data, I can see it now.

Even for my small frame, I’ve got a pretty decent body.

If I had to sum it up in one phrase… maybe “petite but busty”…

I could only think that calmly up to that point.

“And your hips are—84. Quite larg—no, rather generous. Perhaps you’ll have many children in the future?”

“…Huh?”

Why is that?

Maybe after being reborn as a girl and living like this for over ten years, I’ve developed that subtle sensitivity women have.

My butt is big… my butt is big… my butt is big… big butt… big butt… big butt…

For some reason, that single comment from the shop assistant hit way harder than expected.

That strange echo kept ringing in my head for a long time.