Chapter 167 – Boar’s Outing (3)

-Eh, the products you are talking about are over there… Quiet, if you want to try it on, over there…
“Thank you. You have a much worse complexion than that…
-Yes? Are you okay! Are you okay…

Despite saying it’s okay, the clerk couldn’t take his eyes off Urga-sama, who was looking at the dress-like sky-blue clothes from the other side with wonder.

How scared would you be?

I don’t know if this is the clerk or the manager.
It is rude to see customers openly trembling like this from a customer service point of view.

That’s right, even in the media of each field, as often as you can see the news that people who are engaged in Hunter have committed various crimes, including abuse of power, against ordinary people.

That strong impression of Urga-sama, who seemed out of the ordinary at first glance, was enough to frighten the clerk here (maybe the manager), who was only a weak ordinary person.

Of course, such incidents usually happen in large cities with large dungeons, but there is no law that says that crimes can happen while covering people.

“My sister is not a person who is involved in that business, so you don’t have to be so nervous.”
-Sorry, sorry…

Still, he was very scared, so I told him not to worry.

My words like this seemed to be no different from the dog owner’s words, ‘My dog ​​doesn’t bite’ to the Doberman, who was baring his teeth with his ears pulled back, but it didn’t seem to improve much.

Even so, in what sense should I say that it is respectable to tell you where the products I mentioned are located or to tell Urga what size fits her body while looking at her?

“It’s very rude to do that there, so come here.”
“Hey, how can you be so thin… Ug”

After picking up some clothes, I grabbed Urga by the neck, who was fluttering a dress in a corner of the store as if waving a flag.

“Where? I have a lot of clothes like that.”
“Your sister is so big that, in fact, not many of the things here will fit.”
“What?!”

There are so many?!

As if almost screaming, she reached for the dress that was moving away from her eyes, but she didn’t pick it up, because she knew that it didn’t suit her physique in the first place.

Urga, who had become visibly sullen once again, was pushed into the dressing room.
My older sister tilted her head as if it was the first time she had ever been to a place like this along with a clothing store.

“What else is this?”
“It’s called a try-on room, and it’s a place where you try on your clothes. For example, when you are wondering whether this size is right or not, it is for you to try it on once.”
“Pee… Well, even when choosing a weapon, I first look at whether it fits my hand or not, so how is it different from clothes?”

More than that, you choose clothes that way too!

I said as I handed over the clothes I picked out to Urga, who was giggling as she looked at the mirror hanging in the dressing room.

“Let’s change here for a while.”
“Yeah, where should I go?”
“I have something to look out for. It won’t take long.”

After pulling back the curtains in the dressing room and leaving Urga alone, I left the clothing store.

-Hey
-Yes yes?!
– Come here for a second.

Judging from a slightly ominous sound coming from behind, it looked like I had to go back quickly, so I went straight to an optician 3-5 minutes away on foot, picked up a pair of sunglasses, and headed back the way I came.

Could there have been an accident in the meantime?
This older sister is not the kind of person who just beats someone carelessly, but she doesn’t know what’s going on in the world.

“Uh?”

I walked into the clothing store where my car was parked with such subtle anxiety.

As I expected (?), Until just now, the staff at the counter had disappeared, and the curtains in the dressing room where Urga was staying were fluttering ceaselessly.

Could it be that this older sister was upset that she was trembling when she saw her earlier, so she tried to scold her with that?!

However, as if denying my thoughts outright, an immaculate hand came out from between the curtains in the try-on room, and the clerk who had disappeared immediately crawled out of it with a smile on his face.

-Have a good time?
“Yes?”

I looked back at the clerk, asking what he was talking about, but the clerk just smiled, and now the clerk even hangs a sign on the door that reads, “Lunch time.”

I don’t know how long the time I was away could have been 10 minutes, but what the hell happened in between?

[Ho, I wonder if that clerk just fanned that wild boar?!]

“Oh no way… “

I have to say something that makes sense!

[No! In case you don’t know! El Leonora, as if that sow was also a very bad pussy, her husband was stabbed by a weakness… !]

When you say that, your persuasive power goes up again.
The world is wide and there are many masters. Did this sister really develop it for that clerk?

Anyone can see that this idea is absurd, but seeing the clerk who was trembling until just now smiling and smiling without a single wound, or seeing the try-on room that is still as quiet as a dead rat

A situation where various circumstances amplify my delusion.
If that’s the case, shouldn’t we step back here for the sake of my sister’s face?

When I was seriously thinking about it,

“You’re not coming in, what are you doing!”
“Sister is alive, kek!”

Suddenly, without warning, a hand stretched out from between the curtains in the dressing room, grabbed me by the collar, and dragged me into the dressing room, as if boasting of irresistible strength.

Could it be that this sister is resentful of what the clerk developed and wants to solve it for me?

Immediately after this, Sister Urga spoke to me in a way that seemed absurd to me as I tried to put a guard on my face like a crow with her eyes tightly closed.

“What are you doing, why are your eyes closed so tight?”
“… Won’t you hit me?”
“Why am I hitting you?! Don’t be like that, hurry up and see how I look.”

The moment I slightly lifted my eyelids, thinking that my heart was pounding.

“And… “

I couldn’t help but marvel at it.
There was a sister dressed in a completely different outfit from what I had imagined.

I had the most comfortable pair of jeans and a white T-shirt in my sister’s size. I didn’t know much about women’s clothes, and I had no idea what style Urga would like.

That’s why I just picked out the most comfortable clothes.

Where did my older sister, who was wearing the plain outfit of my imagination, go? Hot pants on her lower body, especially mini hot pants that showed off her thighs, barely covered her genitals and buttocks.

As if to soothe the male’s regret, the black pantyhose draped over the chocolate-colored silence followed, along with the half-opened zack and zipper, naturally arouse the male’s appetite.

Instead of the white tee that I thought would cover my belly, even though it was large, it was replaced with a black tank top that showed off my sister’s big breasts and cleavage, revealing her abs as well as her waist.

“Kuhhh… It’s so mesmerizing, no matter how pretty I am… “
“Yes, it is really pretty. Really”
“What?! Da, da da, it’s obvious, hehe, you say such obvious things so calmly! Even so, I’m not happy at all!”

She is from a brave female warrior to a beauty with tanned skin full of health.

Urga-sister wiggled her fingers and asked me subtly whether she was very awkward in this outfit.

“… Are you really pretty?”
“Yes, it is really pretty. Needless to say, her appearance is naked, but should we say that this is what Urga looks like?

I hadn’t finished talking yet, but my sister’s lips, like soft peaches, touched my lips.

Not a sensual tongue-in-cheek kiss like on the bed, but a well-intentioned kiss to literally shut my mouth

So I sneakily wrapped my arms around Urga’s sister’s waist and back and pulled her into my arms.

Sister Urga, who had been unable to close her eyes in embarrassment at the subject of the kiss she had kissed, slowly closed her eyes, and immediately came to me softly in her arms, just like before.

About 10 seconds after that, my sister suddenly wanted to put her hand on my pants, and then Urga pushed me into a corner of the dressing room.

But that wasn’t the end.

At the same time as the feeling of the wooden board of the dressing room touching my back, my sister pierced the wood of the dressing room and stretched her arms out to the side of my head.

I looked up at Urga-sama, who had accidentally pierced a hole through which I could peep through the partition of the dressing room with my hand, with rabbit eyes open, and I tried to ask him what he was thinking.

There was already a woman who had become a wolf, smiling ferociously.

“You’ve greased your mouth. Uh? Do you think that I, this Urga-sama, will go overboard with flattery like that?!”
“Pooh!”
“Ooh, are you laughing?! I mean laughing… How dare you show me what happens if you look down on this sister?!”

Sister Urga’s hand was reaching toward my pants.