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This is the perfect chance to play dress-up with Amelia! She’s gonna become my dress-up doll!

Sophia smiled, clearly excited at the thought of her supporting her friend’s budding romance.

Her first pick was:

A black negligee that looked like a sleeveless mini-dress, reaching down to the thighs.

It had flowing fabric covering the chest area, but then split open from a ribbon placed just below the breasts, exposing the navel and the pubic area.

The end of the fabric was covered by frilly laces, and there was a ribbon tied to the nape of the neck.

Her rating for this outfit was:

Elegance: ★★★★★

Sophistication: ★★

Seductiveness: ★★★

Overall: It’s a standard negligee, but that simplicity actually works well with Amelia’s elegant vibe.

“You wear it with no bra, just panties.”

Amelia, standing in front of the mirror in just her underwear beside Sophia, was horrified when she heard that.

She was holding the negligee with her own hands, but she couldn’t even picture herself wearing it.

“T-Take off my bra? H-He’s going to see everything then...”

“Yes, and that’s gonna be fine! You could even ditch your panties if you want.”

Even though the mirror was right there, Amelia spun around to see Sophia.

“How could you say such a thing?!”

“I mean... You’ll look sexier without them. Also, you don’t need to take them off in front of me.”

“T-T-That kind of... Indecent outfit...”

To go on with sex, one had to go completely naked and exposed.

This was something that Amelia should’ve known by now.

But, being a virgin, there was a huge difference in her knowing that and actually having to put on something so revealing.

“It actually goes really well with the underwear you’re wearing now. They’re both black.”

“L-Let’s just skip this one.”

Amelia quickly hung the nightie back up, like she’d just seen something truly shocking.

There are other options, right?

She looked around, but it didn’t look like she was going to find anything that she’d like.

“Don’t you have anything more normal?”

“That was the most normal one...”

Sophia’s second choice was a white corset-style piece of lingerie that didn’t cover the breasts at all.

It was pure white, like bridal lingerie, and it left the breasts completely exposed.

Her evaluation was:

Elegance: ★★

Sophistication: ★★★

Seductiveness: ★★★

Overall: It emphasizes the breasts, creating a strange mix of seductive temptress and innocent bride.

In addition, because the dress was designed to push up and enhance the cleavage, it would definitely help Amelia’s less-than-ample bust.

If she added the matching veil, she’d look like a bride about to have a quickie in the church before the wedding.

“...”

But Amelia remained silent without saying anything after seeing that.

Her eyes, fixed on Sophia, showed her regret for having sought her help in the first place.

“What? You don’t like it? Okay, how about this?”

After that, Sophia showed her a few other options.

Since they were all designed to seduce men, they were all extremely revealing outfits.

There was even an outfit that looked normal at a glance, but it turned out to barely cover the nipples. Amelia had to quickly put it back after picking it up.

“I guess I’ll just go with the first one.”

After seeing some outfits that could barely qualify as ‘clothing’, Amelia gave up and just picked up the black negligee again.

Compared to the obscene clothes Sophia had shown her earlier, this one seemed way better.

“Really? I was hoping you’d try these on first...”

Hearing that, Sophia, who had been expecting to see Amelia’s raunchy fashion show, looked clearly disappointed.

But she quickly let it go.

Because it was a really important occasion for Amelia, she couldn’t just act selfishly and force her to do what she wanted.

Besides, she believed that there’d be other opportunities.

“Alright, I’ll just pack it up for you. It might get wrinkled if you wear it now.”

“...Okay.”

Amelia was so drained Sophia was worried she might collapse, but then she suddenly snapped her head up as if she had just remembered something.

“...But how do I actually do it?”

She suddenly remembered why she came to Sophia in the first place.

Indeed, she wasn’t here just to borrow a sexy negligee.

Her putting on the outfit wouldn’t magically teach her everything she didn’t know.

She understood the basic concept of sex: an erect penis goes into vagina, thrusting happens, semen comes out.

The problem was, she couldn’t imagine the series of events leading up to the insertion.

She had no idea how to make it happen naturally.

Sophia, however, explained it as if it was the simplest thing in the world.

“You put on the outfit, show it to Shin Siwoo, and ask him what he thinks. If he just sits there, ask him for a kiss.”

Amelia listened carefully, then stared at Sophia, as if asking, ‘That’s it?’ when she was done with her explanation.

From Sophia’s perspective, unless Shin Siwoo was impotent, that should be more than enough.

But there was something even more important.

“Yeah, that’s all, but there’s one thing you need to remember.”

“What’s that?”

“When you’re having sex, he might ask you to do something you don’t want to.”

“Something I don’t want?”

“Yeah. Acts that make you feel repulsive or way too shameful, you know.”

Sophia thought very highly of Shin Siwoo.

He wasn’t exactly smooth or traditionally manly, but in all her years, she had never seen a slave as diligent and loyal as him.

Hadn’t he even stood up to the Witch of Aquarius to save an apprentice witch he barely knew, and risked his life to save Amelia?

So this was just a precaution.

Amelia, who was as innocent as the first snow that no one had stepped on, might not be able to distinguish between normal and abnormal requests and might end up agreeing to everything because she was carried away by the atmosphere.

“If that happens, you have to tell him, ‘I don’t want to do that,’ okay?”

“Okay.’’

Since Sophia couldn’t explain everything to Amelia, she just gave her a general, but practical warning.

She still looked confused even after that, so Sophia took her wrist and led her to the vanity.

Amelia never wore makeup in her life.

Her spirit body was already so close to ‘perfection’ that such a thing simply wasn’t necessary.

But if love was a battlefield, makeup was a woman’s weapon.

Tonight, she needed to enhance her already stunning looks.

Nothing too heavy, just a little something to accentuate her features.

As Sophia put a headband on her and dabbed some blush on her cheeks, Amelia started asking a ton of questions.

“Sophia.”

“Hmm?”

“Is this really going to be enough?”

“Yeah, it’ll be enough.”

“Sophia.”

“Yeah?”

“You do it on the bed, right?”

“Usually, yes.”

“What if it isn’t ‘usually’?”

“Then you can do it anywhere, as long as no one’s watching.”

“Sophia.”

“Mm-hmm?”

“Is it going to...hurt...?”

“The more you love him, the less it hurts.”

“Is that...how it works?”

“Of course.”

That was how their conversation roughly unfolded.

After applying a touch of lip gloss, Sophia stepped back to admire her handiwork.

“Wow...”

Amelia, clearly not used to makeup, looked down shyly.

She was, without a doubt, the most beautiful witch Sophia had ever seen

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“It’s later than I thought...”

After a while, Siwoo had finished cleaning.

Since the shop hadn’t been open long, there wasn’t much to clean anyway.

The rows of essential oil bottles were a bit messy, but Siwoo didn’t know enough to organize them.

So he basically just dusted the shelves and was now looking around for something else to do.

-Ding-dong.

Suddenly, the cheerful doorbell rang from downstairs.

Amelia had returned.

The building was small, with a narrow staircase that barely allowed one person to pass at a time.

He headed down to greet her and met her on the landing.

“You’re back?”

“...”

Siwoo greeted her without thinking much of it, but then he stopped short.

Amelia had a look on her face like a puppy caught stealing treats.

Something was different about her face.

The staircase was dark without any lights, so he couldn’t see clearly, but he clearly noticed something.

She looks...sexier...?

Her usually gentle eyelashes seemed more elongated and looked more elegantly curled than usual.

She had slightly flushed cheeks, and her lips had a subtle shine, giving her an air of both innocence and refinement.

It was a subtle difference, as if she had put in effort without looking like she had tried too hard.

The applied makeup enhanced her beauty like a very small amount of acidity added to an already wonderful dish.

Siwoo froze, completely taken aback by Amelia’s unexpected transformation.

“Weren’t you...coming back from work...?”

“Siwoo.”

Amelia ignored Siwoo’s question and called out to him first.

Looking down at her feet, she brushed past him, saying,

“Will you come to my room in 10 minutes?”

“Huh?”

“I’ll...be waiting.”

With those words, Amelia walked past the stunned Siwoo and hurried up to the fourth floor.

He was completely bewildered.

“What was that?”

Since he happened to want to smoke, he went outside.

It was still early, the sun wasn’t quite up, so he stood under a streetlight, lighting a cigarette.

His head was full of all sorts of distractions.

Amelia, who had dressed up.

Her telling him to come to her room in 10 minutes.

If he only focused on that, he could easily dismiss it as wishful thinking or just reading too much into things.

However, a subtle atmosphere permeated throughout the day’s work, and Amelia seemed somehow different than usual.

Especially the way she practically ran upstairs, looking embarrassed...

Something definitely felt different.

If it was the old Siwoo, he’d never have picked up on.

“Nah, no way...

Although their relationship had changed a lot, considering Amelia’s personality...

There was no way she’d make the first move.

If anything was going to happen, it would’ve happened on their trip.

Siwoo tried to shake off the sudden surge of hope, smoking three more cigarettes to kill time.

Then, about fifteen minutes passed.

His head kept telling him it was nothing, but his heart was saying otherwise.

It kept on pounding loudly in his chest as he climbed the stairs and stopped in front of the door to her room on the fourth floor.

“Huu...”

He told himself not to overthink it and just act normal before knocking.

“May I come in?”

“...Yes.”

A rustling sound echoed from behind the door, then came Amelia’s soft reply.

Then, he opened the door and stepped into her small but cozy room.

The faint glow of the streetlights outside filtered in through the window, illuminating the room.

Turning the bed, directly in front of him as he opened the door, into a small cradle bathed in light.

And there she was, wearing a negligee similar to the one he’d seen at Sophia’s villa.

Amelia, wearing the same kind of sexy outfit that had stirred him just by looking at it before, was standing there.

“Could you... Close the door?”

Amelia, who had been kneeling demurely waiting for Siwoo, asked that question quietly.