People are in Xingtie, and I am their dead white moonlight?

Chapter 28: Black Tower Maid Costume Limited Edition (with photos)

'Is it really... suitable for me?'

Heita blinked slightly, stared at the slightly different self in the mirror for a while, and nodded slightly, acknowledging this.

"It does look a bit better. The presence of this flower seems to make me look less monotonous."

The girl muttered to herself as she took the violet that Jiang Mo had inserted into her hair. Looking at the flower in her hand, she was caught up in a new thought.

She didn't understand flowers, she just simply thought that this flower was beautiful and had a fragrance that she had never noticed before.

She didn't understand what kind of temperament could be called "suitable for this flower", but... in a sense, she didn't need to understand this.

From Heita's perspective, her appearance is of course impeccable, so she never tries to dress herself up, and just lets everything take its course.

But if you look at it from someone else's perspective - more accurately, from Jiang Mo's perspective, as long as he thinks such decoration is good, then it is indeed good, because Heita believes in his vision.

To be a little more extreme, they spend most of their time in the mansion doing research. Apart from himself and Jiang Mo... the only other person is a butler robot.

It was impossible for her to stare at her appearance in the mirror all the time, so... no matter whether she was dressed up or not, only Jiang Mo could see it.

Since she wanted to keep Jiang Mo by her side for as long as possible, she must do something that would please him.

Thinking of this, the girl raised her head slightly, first looked at Jiang Mo who was discussing the price of custom-made clothes with the clerk, then looked at the violet in her hand, and carefully put it back to its original position in front of the mirror.

In a sense, this is the first "gift" Jiang Mo gave to himself, and it is also a very memorable thing.

Just when Heita was wondering whether to give Jiang Mo the same gift as a return gift...a sweet female voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Miss, could you please stand on the measuring table? The gentleman just ordered two suits specifically for you, and we need to measure your height."

Upon hearing this, Heita raised his head slightly, nodded gently to the smiling clerk in front of him, and then stood obediently on the measuring table beside him.

Feeling the slight restraint brought by the measuring tape and the warmth from the occasional contact with her, Heita suddenly asked:

"Does he need to be measured too?"

Hearing this, the clerk suddenly stopped what he was doing, as if he didn't understand why this girl who looked like a perfect doll would ask such a question.

However, considering that they had spent a lot of credit points, and adhering to the principle of customer first, this "lucky clerk" still answered patiently:

"Hmm? Are you talking about Mr. Jiang Mo? He also needs to be measured. After all, you two are new customers in our store, and we don't have your body data here. You won't need to do that in the future~"

"He might as well..."

The Black Tower repeated something incomprehensible, and then fell into silence.

For some reason, when she heard that Jiang Mo was also being touched in such a close yet distant way... she felt unhappy in her heart.

The last time she felt this emotion was when someone snatched her book away from her at school and teased her while running away.

This experience made Heita think of something that was not very polite to Jiang Mo...

"Could it be that I have already considered him as my own property, just like the books?"

A look of surprise appeared on Heita's slightly childish face. She seemed to have never treated Jiang Mo as an object. Why... would she have such an emotion?

Thinking of this, Heita fell into a long silence. Even after the measurement was completed, it took him a while to respond to the clerk's call.

"Miss? Are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"

Looking at the slightly worried clerk in front of him, Heita shook his head gently, "I'm fine, I'm not feeling unwell anywhere. I was just thinking about something and got a little distracted."

Hearing this, the clerk who was responsible for measuring Heita breathed a sigh of relief.

If something went wrong with this customer in the area she was responsible for... then she would have no way to defend herself.

However, this unexpected disaster did not befall her, which was a blessing in disguise.

Thinking of this, the clerk's signature sweet smile reappeared on his face, and then he handed a clothes hanger to the girl in front of him.

"In addition to the two suits he made for you, Mr. Jiang Mo also bought a separate set of ready-made clothes for you. Would you like to try them on now?"

"...clothes purchased separately?"

Heita tilted his head in confusion at first, then looked at the exquisitely crafted black and white maid outfit in the clerk's hand. Just when he was about to say something... Jiang Mo, who had just finished taking measurements, arrived at the scene as soon as possible.

——It was as if he was afraid that he would miss this special moment of trying on clothes in the Black Tower.

This is the maid version of the Black Tower! A maid version of the Black Tower you've never seen or heard of before!

Jiang Mo is not a saint, so of course he would be excited about the future Intellectual Envoy standing in front of him in a maid outfit and calling him master!

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo coughed twice, then smiled and looked at the black tower who was still thinking about something, and said softly:

"Indeed, I bought it just for you. I saw that you only had a few sets of clothes in your wardrobe, so I thought of adding some different styles to your wardrobe."

"Of course, the truth is that I really want to see what you look like in this outfit, that's all."

Hearing this, a different light flashed in Heita's crimson eyes, as if he had found the best way to "return the gift".

You give me a gift and I satisfy your ideas. This is fair and reasonable.

The girl, who had been a little hesitant just now, immediately took the maid outfit from the clerk and then rushed into the fitting room. This smooth movement surprised Jiang Mo.

"What's wrong with her?"

Jiang Mo tilted his head, as if he was a little...surprised by the Black Tower's decisive acceptance.

After all, Heita was hesitant when taking off her stockings in front of him, so why would she hesitate when faced with a maid outfit that was clearly suggestive and a bit revealing...

Is she so decisive?

"Could it be that her favorability has been "increased slightly"? But I didn't receive any notification."

"Could it be some special dressing puppet in the next stage...?"

Jiang Mo touched his chin, and for a moment he was a little confused about what the motive behind Heita's behavior was.

wow-

Just as Jiang Mo was trying to figure out Heita's thoughts, the curtain of the fitting room was suddenly pulled open, and a perfect figure slowly walked out.

Looking at the black tower in front of him who was actually wearing a maid outfit, Jiang Mo blinked slightly and was a little dazed for a moment.

The standard maid hairpin replaced the girl's favorite beret, adding a touch of softness to her slightly cold temperament.

The long brown hair that flowed like a waterfall still draped obediently behind the black tower, making the exposed snow-white skin look even whiter.

Perhaps because she prefers Gothic clothing, this Victorian maid outfit does not look out of place on Heita at all.

If the Gothic-style Kurota is a flawless but cold-tempered doll girl, then the maid-clad Kurota in front of him is a perfect maid with a gentle aura.

Looking at Jiang Mo, whose expression was a little dull, Heita's mouth corners slightly raised, and an unprecedented bright smile appeared on his face.

At this moment, she was really happy, happier than ever before.

"...How's that? Does this satisfy your wishes?"

Chapter 29: Ruan Mei: What is this? A black tower in a maid outfit? Take a picture

Looking at the girl in front of him with a bright smile, Jiang Mo's face showed an expression of disbelief.

It turns out...that the Black Tower would also smile so brightly at this time?

Is this because of the costume? Or... my favorability has actually increased, but I just didn't get the corresponding prompt like before?

After much thought, Jiang Mo still felt that the latter was more reliable.

After all, this level of "change" can probably only be achieved by increasing favorability.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the girl in front of him who gently lifted her skirt and seemed to be unintentionally giving Jiang Mo a maid's salute, and smiled with satisfaction.

"You're worthy of being called the Black Tower... I always feel like no matter how you dress, you look great. You're a natural clothes hanger."

As Jiang Mo spoke, he looked the girl up and down again. Although the padding on the chest seemed a bit too big to be bullying, but... overall, she still looked very pretty.

"Alright, go change back into your casual clothes. Just pack this set for us. As for the custom-made formal suit... I'll pick it up after the agreed time."

"Okay, okay! Miss Heita, please come this way."

The clerk who was specifically responsible for receiving Heita nodded hurriedly, and then took Heita to the fitting room further inside.

Jiang Mo was chatting casually with the clerk who took his measurements. After Heita changed into her casual clothes, he quickly walked up to her, held her hand, and left the store with the bag.

As for the two shop assistants... they looked at Jiang Mo and Heita who were gradually going away with some sighs, as if they had not expected that these two kinds of people could really get together.

A gentle, handsome and wealthy young man and a flower that blooms only for her sweetheart, this seems like a plot that only exists in novels.

"Hey, do you think...will they come again later?"

"I guess so. After all, we're the only one on the street that makes this style of clothing. They can't go anywhere else, right?"

"After all, Miss Heita is very suitable for this style of clothes~"

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"Hahahahahaha, a maid outfit! The arrogant Envoy of Intellect actually wore a maid outfit when he was a child! I wonder what that piece of scrap metal will think after knowing this? Ahahahaha~"

Almost at the moment when Heita walked out of the locker room wearing a maid outfit, Aha burst into an unprecedented sharp laughter.

If we put aside the fact that the girl in the picture is the Intellectual Envoy, then if this scene were photographed... it would probably be directly upgraded to the level of a phenomenal mobile phone wallpaper.

But unfortunately, there is no "if" in reality. The girl did become the Envoy of Intellect, and her current behavior formed a sharp contrast with her current arrogance.

For Aha, what he wants to see is the Black Tower's gradual "degeneration" and the loss of its absolutely rational mechanism.

As long as this element is involved, He can laugh out loud without restraint.

Heita, who was already accustomed to Ah Ha's laughter, touched his chin thoughtfully, and then looked at the kaleidoscope in his hand.

"This memory...seems to be included in the fragment I just saw?"

"Why is this happening? Is it because I've completely forgotten that memory? Or is it..."

"Is this actually a trap set for me by Joy?"

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Just as Heita was pondering her possible "memory problem", the sound of a cell phone camera shutter rang in her ears.

After selectively filtering out Ahhan's shrill laughter, the shutter sound was extremely clear in her ears.

She subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound and found that Ruan Mei had taken out her mobile phone at some point and took a picture of the smiling maid-dressed version of Black Tower on the screen.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Heita asked in some surprise.

Ruan Mei smiled slightly, put her phone away calmly, and replied softly, "It's just that I think Ms. Heita rarely smiles like this, so I thought I'd record it."

"But...what do you think of these clips now?"

Hearing this, Heita, who originally wanted to say something to Ruan Mei, was stunned at first, and then shook his head gently.

"I don't know...After seeing this kaleidoscope, there are so many more fragments of memories in my mind."

"They are scattered and don't form a complete picture at all, but whenever I see a scene related to them... I will recall the corresponding memory."

"It's just... I don't know whether this is a trap of "joy", a trick of "memory", or my own forgetfulness..."

Heita gently grasped the kaleidoscope in his hand, then raised his head, looked at the clown mask floating in the air, and asked loudly:

"Hey! Aha, after watching you have so much fun, even if you're an actor, you should give me some compensation, right? Tell me - do you have anything to do with this matter?"

Hearing Heita's words, the mask that had been spinning in the air suddenly stopped, and then replied meaningfully:

"Hey, Ahaha said no, then no. I am the Star God of Joy, I never lie~"

"But... the 'reward' you mentioned, Aha already gave it to you a long time ago, didn't he?"

""Give it to me a long time ago"...?"

Heita frowned, not being able to figure out what Ah Ha was talking about for a moment.