How Can the Saintess Be a Boy!?

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I was obviously a boy, but wearing such an exposed swimsuit, that subtle sense of back was breathless.

I looked at the shame of covering my face with one hand in the full-length mirror. The blush proved that I still had a shame.

Is it strange? This is the physiological reaction of wearing women's clothing that I haven't tried before, knowing that I am a boy.

I forced myself to look in the mirror. Only when I adapt to my current appearance as soon as possible, will I not show a flaw in front of Sister Agilia.

But it turned out ...

My legs were inexplicably soft, and I did n’t know what was going on. My body was so ashamed and excited. I moved to the bathroom and turned on the shower head to cool the red to hot body with cold water to feel better.

Rather than looking at me from outsiders, I would feel more ashamed to look in the mirror myself?

I walked out of the bathroom barefoot, and for the first time I experienced the feeling of getting wet in a bathing suit. The elastic fabric was tightly tight against the skin. Because of the wet water, I gradually felt a little coolness penetrating the skin. "A snee—" Can't you catch a cold?

I quickly took off my swimwear and turned it into a circle. The elasticity is so good. It reminds me of the white stockings I usually wear in church and the elasticity is so good.

Otherwise, try it tomorrow? Anyway, the maid outfit is made of wild socks. It's just that ... I change every day. The brave woman will look at me with a different eye, right?

As I was thinking, I quickly put on my underwear and maid outfit. Say that the underwear I am wearing is laced. Compared with the underwear in the king's wardrobe of Sister Tristi, the size is really "small witch see big witch".

After I was done, I took the "stolen" swimsuit and quietly left Sister Tristi's bedroom. First put the swimsuit back in the bedroom and then back to the living room. The brave and her magic books did not read, and stared straight at me.

"Excuse me ... Is there anything on my face?" I asked weakly.

"Have you showered? Your hair is wet."

"Well, I took a cool shower," I replied embarrassedly, and then sat by the fireplace to dry my hair.

"Your face is so red," she said, taking a sip of black tea.

"Where, where?" I said, stroking my face nervously. I ca n’t tell her that I blushed because I was ashamed of wearing a swimsuit?

"Is the tea cold? I'll make a new one for you."

"It doesn't matter, I like to drink at room temperature."

She then put the tea cup back on the crystal coffee table. The position was just the corner I barely stuck with the holy light. Click, the corner couldn't bear the weight and disconnected. For a moment, the Kung Fu tea cup was connected with a plate of lemon Fall to the ground and shattered.

Watching her subconsciously pick it up, I rushed up-"Don't, don't move, I'll clean up-!"

Damn.

I accidentally stepped on the lemon and slipped ...!

The body was out of balance and just rushed up and bumped into her full ...!

By the time I went back to God, I had pressed her on the sofa ...!

Huh? ? ?

I looked into her eyes, and she was staring at me in a desperate way when she was pressed by me, close to each other, and she could even breathe her breath.

"I'm sorry!"

I bounced up quickly, and accidentally misplaced my hands from her chest.

"..."

She was silent, just sitting up. I think I'm a girl, so I'm not angry?

I noticed a splatter of red blood dripping from her right index finger.

"You bleed ...?"

"Well, you were reminded a little later, I still accidentally bumped into it."

It was accidentally scratched by the shards of the cup. I didn't think about it. I took her fair hand and covered her index finger.

"Huh? You ..."

She didn't dodge, she just looked at me in surprise.

At the same time, I also realized that I was doing something ridiculous. In fact, what I had contained would be stained with the Holy Light, which had healing effect. In the past, when I cut vegetables by myself, I accidentally cut them into my hands and healed. So I didn't think too much about it ... I couldn't help it.

In fact, is this behavior too intimate? This is also the first time I have done this. My lips moved away from my fingertips, and I quickly apologized-"Sorry, I ..."

"The wound is healed? Is this the miracle of the Holy Light? Thank you."

"Um ..." I nodded. She thanked me, but I was a little overwhelmed. When I looked up at her, she looked at me.

"I think you are so cute and would be very popular in my original world."

"thank you……"

It's my turn to blush again. Why did she say that suddenly? Is it because I have just taken a shower and my hair is wet, does it look different? Or is it because I look cute with her fingers just now? Whoa ... Anyway, I don't know.

"That one……"

I said indiscriminately.

"I do not know yet

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