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Chapter 84 - Lingerie for Magic Suppression?

The next morning, having barely slept, Mireille carefully slipped out of Leonhard’s arms and tried to retrieve the box with Kyle’s nostalgic present, the lingerie, from the shelf.

"Why! Why! Why is it shoved in the back of the food supplies!"

Right. I was the one who shoved it back there out of embarrassment. It was me, and no one else, who did that.

Desperately trying not to make a sound, not to knock anything over, she rummaged through the shelf while checking on Leonhard. He was breathing evenly. He was fine.

She caught the box with a sigh of relief and hurried up to the third floor.

Of course, she had no idea that Leonhard was awake and listening to the whole thing.

She went up to the third floor and opened the box, which had a message from Kyle saying, "Wear this at the end."

At the time, she had been so embarrassed that she had shoved it away immediately, but she had never even taken a proper look at what kind of underwear it was. She gently took it out of the box... huh? It's so light.

It was folded up compactly, and the box itself was small enough to be hidden in one hand, but the contents were even more compressed.

Inside the box was a cute, transparent bag that showed the contents, and tentatively, with a gulp, she took out the underwear.

She unfolded it... eh? What is this? For something so small you wonder where and how you’re supposed to wear it, the fabric was so sheer you could easily see through it.

"This? Underwear? You might as well just not wear it...."

Since it wasn't something she saw every day, she found herself staring at it. Light, sheer, small surface area...

Wait? Something is catching my attention. What is it? That’s right! The Moonshadow Wolf pelts. Maybe they could be used to suppress a magician's magic.

Mireille touched the fabric over and over again.

If she were to throw something over a magician to temporarily control their magic for suppression, would something this thin work? If so, it wouldn’t be heavy, and she could cast it out lightly like a net.

To make it see-through, she could either turn the pelts into thread, or burn them to ash and reform them with magic...

She continued to stare, spreading the underwear out so close it almost touched her face.

The texture of the sheer parts was different from cotton, it was smooth and slick. Should I mix in some slime? Underwear fabric lets water out, but it repels it to some extent. If so, how much slime should I add...

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Leonhard was watching her from a distance.

They were gradually getting too close to each other, and last night, though he had intended to let her sleep, he had felt like he wouldn't be able to stop if he kissed her.

Yesterday, Mireille clearly rejected me halfway through...

Ah, was I too aggressive?

But why is she thinking so hard while holding that lingerie? Does it have something to do with me refusing Kyle’s offer of more lingerie yesterday?

Could it be the opposite! Was she thinking, "He’s stopping at just a kiss again"?

Leonhard’s face turned pale as he recalled something from a little while ago.

It was the night after he had parted ways with Chancellor Adrian and Darius. A lot had happened, and his emotions were running high.

He had said, "When this is all over, I’ll court you properly from the start," but in the heat of the moment, he had pushed her down onto the bed.

That’s right. He had pushed her down on the bed. And, after pushing her down... he had held her, and kissed her...

And that was it....

Was that what was wrong? Did I make Mireille feel like she had to wear the lingerie?

Come to think of it, I thought she had rejected my kiss yesterday, but who was the one who initiated the last one? Me? Mireille? Ugh... I don’t know. We were both lost in the moment.

Was an eighteen-year-old girl thinking, "I’ve set the stage this much, and this loser still won’t make a move!"?

No, but, if I cross that line, I’m worried Mireille will regret it later. I was really thinking of you, you know... but have I lost her affection by now?

He mustered his courage to ask.

"Mi, Mireille. That, um... does that really interest you? I mean, are you curious about it or..."

Leonhard hesitated over how to ask, then gently called out to her.

Mireille looked up, a serious expression on her face, and said.

"This is very interesting. The sheer feeling, the way you can see through it, the small surface area, all of it is interesting to me."

To be told that so directly....

"I, I see."

(I should talk to Kyle. Maybe a second set is really necessary after all.)

Leonhard dazedly walked away.