229 But It Smells So Good

Mag's customers left with disappointment when they saw the notice on the door.

"I don't see anyone inside, Aisha," Yabemiya said after she looked inside through the window for a while. "It won't open today, I think."

Sally nodded, disappointed.

"Anyway, you look beautiful! I like your dress!" Yabemiya said.

Sally smiled. "Thank you."

She had never worn anything like this before. It was a tight-fitting dress with a side slit, making her legs seem even longer and slenderer. The white and blue were going great with her light skin tone.

She couldn't quite tell what was the material it was made of—it felt like silk to her, but even the silk produced by silkworms in the Wind Forest wasn't as smooth. It was close-fitting, but stretchy enough not to restrict movement.

What amazed her most was that it fitted her like a glove as if it had been made according to her measurements.