This Eroge Won't Make Me Fall!

"So, don't you think I am cool?"

"Saving someone is just lame, try to stop it from happening if you want to be cool."

***

I sat in the lady's room on a couch while she gracefully leaned against her bed.

"Did you meet Luther," she asked.

The sun had already risen, and the effects of whatever was happening were revealing themselves. The most obvious and sure of it was rather very close to us.

"Eugy, seriously, who is this woman?"

Titania, with her hands on her waist, closely inspected the lady who was peacefully chilling out. She had changed into a different yellow dress and was matching her veil with it. I wonder why she hid her face away even after no one could remember her.

"Is she another of your romp-mates—"

"Enough."

I trapped Titania in my palms and pulled her back. The lady raised her head slightly and smirked.

"Romp mates, huh?"

Titania struggled in my hold but I ignored her. This wasn't a good topic.

"That aside, my lady. How can you hear and see Titania?"

"I can see everything," she said, crossing her legs.

Now that she wasn't treating me as just a guard and likely seemed to have accepted her situation to some degree, she was much more pleasant than before. I thought she was a naturally taciturn person, but she was quite shaken up by things as well.

Maybe she saw me as a pillar of support now?

"That aside, answer my question, guard."

We were still on the basis of titles though, so that was a bummer.

"I met him," I said. "He's a waste as an aide."

"I should probably smack his head with a chair..." the lady said something crazy with a hand on her chin, almost speculatively.

How cool.

"So that means everyone has forgotten about me."

"You don't seem to mind it that much now."

"Well, I do. It has thrown me in a pit."

"A pit?"

"Yes. How will I make you learn about me if no one remembers anything."

The lady suddenly clapped her hands and got off the bed. She dusted her clothes as I watched before turning to me.

"Guess I'll have to teach you personally."

I watched in anticipation as the lady pulled open a few drawers and took out the seal of her family from inside.

"People can still see me if I force them to notice me. And I still am the scion of Acacia, so there is not much worry about."

The lady suddenly clapped her hands and got off the bed. She dusted her clothes as I watched before turning to me.

"Guess I'll have to teach you personally."

I watched in anticipation as the lady pulled open a few drawers and took out the seal of her family from inside.

"People can still see me if I force them to notice me. And I still am the scion of Acacia, so there is not much worry about."

"What's the plan?"

"Let's go and be true wastrels."

The lady moved toward the closet and opened it up in one go. The closet wasn't a closet but a different wardrobe room probably bigger than the one she was in currently.

With a playful gait, she hopped over the door. Her head slightly tilted back and she leaned to the side.

"I'll change and be back. Wait here."

"Got it."

The lady moved in and the door closed.

Not long after, she came back out with a completely different attire than before. Wearing a red dress that stuck to her chest and highlighted her curves without seeming the least bit sultry. The fabric slightly dragging against the ground was lifted up with one hand in black gloves while she held a paper fan in another.

Her white hair was covered from the top by a similar red veil that matched with her dress.

"You look gorgeous, my lady."

"Say what you truly want to."

"How many veils do you have?"

She saw through me in an instant. Does she truly see everything?

I held in a laugh and looked at the lady as she put on her high-heeled shoes. The clothes fell off her legs and showed off her calves as she put on her shoes.

Both Titania and I were completely captivated by her actions.

How she exuded grace enough to make even me stop in my tracks, I was curious about that too.

"You don't want to see my face," she said. "It'll ruin our objective."

Not like I can see faces anyway.

I simply shrugged at her words.

She snapped her fingers and urged me to get up. With the fan pressed against her chin, she looked me up and down.

"Alright, let's go."

"Should I score a carriage?"

"No need."

With that, the lady and I set off.

No one in the mansion noticed us moving anywhere.

***

I found myself standing in front of an enormous store in the third district of the city.

Named Jasmine, this was the most luxurious store in the entire empire that personally made the clothes that the emperor and the royal family put on.

Did she want to go shopping?

You are dying for the world, and you decide to go shopping?

I looked at the lady with a gaze that didn't hide my sentiment, but she only smiled and shook her head.

"I can't go anywhere with you looking like that."

I looked at my clothes.

"I look my part?" I said. It was the perfect clothing that an adventurer should wear.

A black tunic and trousers, it created a great contrast between my hair and eyes as well.

"You wish to accompany me as an adventurer?" the lady asked. "The clothes make the man, I wouldn't find an adventurer to be worth moving around and telling about 'myself' to."

"Hey, I am a lord, alright? I am from a Marquis family."

"Really now?" the lady looked surprised. "I bet you are disowned."

She wasn't wrong, damn it. I was practically disowned after all.

The lady and I moved inside the establishment at her insistence. At first, the employee did not say anything only looked at me as if I wasn't supposed to step in.

Then, the lady pushed her shoulders and brought the girl to her senses.

"Here," the lady said, slamming the crest of the Acacia's on the table.

The receptionist watched with widened jaws, looking shocked at the crest.

"Right away! Please follow me! I'll call the manager."

She didn't seem to have recognized the lady, but acknowledged her nonetheless.

It was good enough for us for now.

The manager came over to us not long after and led us to the top floor in a VIP room for us to rest at.

A bunch of clothes were displayed.

"What can I bring you today, my lady?" the manager asked.

"Not for me, I am here for him."

"Him? Ah, what a handsome young man! Surely! I'll get him right away."

A male employee came over and then I was dragged away.

The lady sat idly on the couch while I was taken over to the backroom to change my clothes.

Over and over.

From red blazers and suits with my hair pulled back to brown long coats and turtlenecks with braided hair. From glasses to shirts to jewellery, Iw as subjected try all kinds of different things on.

Each time, as if I was a doll being dressed up for their master, I was taken out to the lady who grew increasingly comfortable in her position. Drinking some wine and snacking on some freshly baked cookies, she assessed my clothes with a stoic smile and either hummed nor shook her head,

It took almost an hour, and I had tried on over 30 combinations of clothes and accessories.

In the end, the lady smiled as I wore a red suit that matched her clothes. It complimented my eye color well and there was also a black shirt inside under the blazer that was to my taste.

I was given similarly black cufflinks and a locket with an Acacia flower that was made especially for the family.

"Great, we'll take this."

I smiled.

"I'll pay for it," I said as I snapped my finger and summoned a bunch of money when the lady cut me off.

"And everything else he tried on."

"Yes?" I asked.

The lady got up and waved her hand from one end to the other.

"From here to here, give us everything."

"yes! Yes! Right away."

The manager rushed while I watched, stunned.

"All the jewellery too. I'll doll him up later."

"As you command, my lady."

What the fuck?

"I-I don't have that kind of money."

"You don't need to." the lady looked at me. Even under the veil, I could tell she was looking the coolest she had done yet.

"It's all a gift, from me."

Wow.

Seriously.

I felt like I was loosing all of a sudden.

I had to show her my cool side, asap.