Chapter 465: An Unexpected Visit

“Miss, isn’t this the worst time for sightseeing?”

Yukinoshita, forcefully pulled along by the wrist inside the chapel by her Female Teacher, rubbed her temple while sighing helplessly.

They’d finally found a clue, hadn’t they!

After searching that desolate, uninhabited wilderness, they’d somehow discovered a path leading to this strange little town. Unbelievable, impossible even.

“But! But! This is a chapel!”

“Shouldn’t finding Rikka and Pervert-kun be more important?”

“Because someone like me… might never get a proper chance to step into a place like this again in my whole life.”

Facing her student’s objection, Hiratsuka Shizuka lowered her eyelids, her voice unexpectedly somber.

Huh?

This suddenly gloomy atmosphere…

It even made Yukinoshita’s heart soften a little.

Seriously, what kind of sad-sack drama was this?!

Well, anyhow, she felt compelled to offer comfort—

“It’s alright, you’ll get the chance. You definitely will. At the very least… I’ll invite you when I get married someday.”

“Ha?”

As if hearing something shocking, the Female Teacher’s face, which moments ago was radiating tragedy, now froze in disbelief,

“That makes the chance even smaller! More hopeless than me becoming a bride myself!”

“?”

The moment the words fell, teacher and student seemed to realize something simultaneously. They both fell silent, staring at each other for about two seconds. Then, in the next instant, they turned their faces away at the exact same time.

Mentioning marriage? Absolutely wouldn’t happen again.

Afterwards, aiming to break this awkward silence, Yukinoshita lifted a hand unnaturally, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. At the same time, she murmured softly—

“Honestly, you’re impossible, Miss. F-Fine then, we’ll take a quick look around. But we can’t waste too much time.”

“No, actually, you want to look around yourself, don’t you?”

Hiratsuka-sensei was really poking where it hurt. Her narrowed, teasing eyes seemed to possess the power to see right through people.

“Ahem! Ahem!”

She gave two light coughs as a cover. Yukinoshita avoided answering the question.

Her cheeks flushed red. She didn’t deny it, but of course, she wouldn’t admit it either.

…

“You two…”

Receptionist looked troubled.

“Ah, this is my fiancé’s Imouto,”

Hiratsuka-sensei, by contrast, pulled out a pre-prepared excuse with perfect calm,

“My fiancé suddenly had urgent business, so he specifically asked his Imouto to accompany me today instead.”

“Eh? Sh-She’s an Imouto too?”

“Why? Is something wrong?”

“Eh? Ah! N-No, it’s nothing… Please fill out these forms. And also, the visitation fee, thank you.”

“Huh? Doesn’t the sign outside say today’s a free visitation day?”

True, Hiratsuka Shizuka was never short on cash, but…

This felt like discrimination!

“Sorry, there’s no such thing.”

Receptionist smiled politely and professionally.

…

Starting from the entrance, a red carpet stretched straight ahead. An enormous crystal chandelier hung high, illuminating the entire Chapel. The pristine white floor reflected shimmering dots of light.

At the end of the bridal path was a vast, transparent floor-to-ceiling window. Through it, you could see the ocean outside at a glance—endless, clear, and brilliantly blue.

It even gave the illusion that the entire Chapel was floating on the sea.

Like a dream.

“Wow…”

Beside him, the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye let out an honest gasp of admiration.

Himekoji, however, stood frozen in place, utterly speechless for a while.

“Please.”

Only after being prompted by the reception staff did the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye carefully take her first step inside.

Just like a young girl who had mistakenly wandered into a dream world, her footsteps seemed hesitant and a bit unnatural.

No, perhaps at this moment, unnatural was actually natural.

Because Himekoji felt exactly the same way.

He felt immersed in a dream, detached from the real world. Everything he saw, everything he felt, everything he heard—none of it felt real.

For an instant, he felt a beautiful anticipation and boundless longing towards the idea of marriage.

Perhaps this was something no one could really escape.

That is, if you truly witnessed such a scene, if you truly experienced such an atmosphere.

M-Marriage?

Himekoji, feeling somewhat guilty, snuck a sideways glance at the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye standing beside him.

The Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye didn’t notice his gaze.

She was wholeheartedly immersed in this romantic, dreamlike mood.

Happy and content, she smiled softly, her eyes cast downward. Her skin was so pale it almost seemed to emit light, making her lovely, beautiful profile shine radiantly.

Rosy cheeks and tears welling up, glistening in her eyes.

Hm?

Tears?

No way…

Crying again?

Himekoji instinctively touched his left eye. Only then did he realize the Bandage wrapped around his brow was already completely soaked through with tears.

The tears belonged to the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye.

His left eye remained duty-bound, quietly crying alongside the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye.

Such a crybaby.

Himekoji wiped his tears and laughed.

Because Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye was also smiling, wasn’t she?

So, he chose to believe that these were happy tears.

…

“Would you two like to try something on? Today is free day at this chapel, so trying on costs nothing.”

The voice of the Receptionist sounded slowly from behind.

“Try something on? Wedding dresses?”

Right after speaking, Himekoji realized his question might be silly. What else could it mean to try things on in a place like this?

“Well, yes, wedding dresses really. Want to give them a try?”

Just as expected, the Receptionist gave a friendly nod, her smile polite as always.

Even though it was all free service, she didn’t seem bothered at all.

“Should, should we try?”

Himekoji turned his head to ask for the opinion of Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye.

After all, if they did try on something, a wedding dress was not his kind of thing to wear…

“Eh? Eh?! But… but I’m only here for my sister…”

Faced with Himekoji’s question, Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye got flustered right away, nervously twisting her fingers.

She even brought up the fake excuse she had made up earlier…

It almost made Himekoji believe it— Were you really here just for your sister???

“Oh? Then we have to leave it.”

The receptionist said this like she was disappointed.

Then, Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye twisted her fingers even harder for a while, and at last, she blurted out—

“But! But I have about the same body shape as my sister! So… so for now, I can try it on for her… it should, should be okay!”

“Huh?”

Hearing this, Himekoji was really startled, almost dropping his jaw in surprise!

Same body shape as my sister…

He sneakily compared Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye to Touka in height. Then he checked their breasts, butts, and leg lengths.

He found out—

Clearly, they were very different in every way!

Even if she padded her chest by three whole centimeters, it was no match for Touka’s grown-up curvy figure!

Not to mention needing at least thirteen centimeters of padding just to maybe be kind of even in height…

So, they were sisters, right? Why was the gap in their bodies so big?

Oops, I forgot the age difference.

Maybe after “Rikka” grew for a few more years, she could catch up fast or even get ahead?

Wait!

Thinking of this, something popped into Himekoji’s mind, and his face turned weird.

He remembered something!

A really awkward thing!

That was—

Last time when he switched bodies with “Rikka,” he got her a permanent skill called “child-face tiny-breasts”…

So…

That meant…

“Rikka” might have lost her chance for catching up!

No changes could happen when she got older!

This small, pretty thing, probably… it could be with her for life?

Luckily…

Luckily, there were chest pads!

So, after a few years, could she switch from three-centimeter pads to five-centimeter ones?

Feeling super guilty, Himekoji tried to fix it in his thoughts.

Only then did he finally notice—

He had really made a big mess for “Rikka”!

Later on if she couldn’t marry because of the “child-face tiny-breasts” thing, what should happen?

Then…

Then all she could do is…

No way! She’d surely get married!

After all, both “Rikka” and Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye were so likeable.

Right?

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