| Starter Town: Lanier, Aiyoma's Family Home |

"Well, don't just stand there; Close the door so we can get you some proper clothes!"

Walking over to her, she continues to tap the fauld (shielding the lower waist). The lower half of her armor, consisting of the thighs, legs, and feet, starts to disappear as well.

Matching white-laced panties are offered to my eyes as well.

"Ehehe..."

Drool begins to form at the corner of my mouth.

Aiyoma looks over to me and blushes.

"D-don't be weird."

I stop for a moment to look at her body; despite her feminine charm and hourglass figure, she has a hardened body consisting of abs and sturdy-built arms.

"D-damn Aiyoma, you're built solid!"

Aiyoma looks down, doubtful she'd be able to see what I'm looking at with her D-sized breasts in the way.

"I mean, you're abdominals silly."

I say while pointing to her stomach.

"O-oh yeah!"

Aiyoma says as she looks back up, patting her belly.

"As I said, a knight's ability lies in their physical physique; strong knights need strong bodies!"

It's quite interesting that some people are born without magic and forced into a class they probably don't want to be in. I wonder why Aiyoma chose to be a knight...

"Let's see..."

She rummages through some outfits, but her eyes light up upon gazing at a white and blue-uniformed top and pants combo. She holds the outfit, and it instantly virtualized onto her body.

"Woah! How'd you do that?!"

Aiyoma giggles, twisting and turning to check out her new fit.

"It's one of those 'skills' I was talking about; this helps me put on outfits with ease!"

She turns once more, and I get a better look at her outfit of choice. A white-collared shirt with laces running down the sides and encircling her torso with blue plaid fabrics covering the forearm, waist, and shoulder part. Her pants are black, with the right reaching to her blue boots but the other stopping at her thigh and thus only being covered by a white string; The boot on her left foot is a bit longer than the right.

She prances around then arches her back on her bed to reach for a bag that's near her pillow.

"Well, how do I look?"

I gaze at her bodacious figure.

"A-awesome and cute!"

You couldn't really tell with all that armor, but she has a-rockin' bod!

Aiyoma gets up from the bed, walks over to me with the bag, and pulls out a crystal.

"This is Visanite; we use it with our youth to help with magic control and easy skills like the one I used before."

She tosses the stone to me.

I catch it, and I feel a faint stream of energy wash over me, and the crystal glows brightly.

"The trick is to make sure the gem doesn't glow too brightly so that the crystal doesn't overload."

I try to concentrate, but the crystal starts to feel hot, so I drop it.

"O-owch.."

Aiyoma walks over and picks up the crystal, and puts it on the white table.

"That's ok, you'll get it soon enough. This is actually good, means you have magic so you can perform skills," she says smiling.

That's good, I thought because I came from another world that I'd be unable to have magic.

Aiyoma walks over to a white drawer and opens the top latch, pulling out an outfit while smiling.

"Let's try this one on for size!"

. . .

"Are you ready to head downstairs?"

I turn to the runic mirror for a better glimpse of myself.

"J-just a moment,"

Aiyoma continues to walk outside the room.

"Well, just come down when you're ready, don't be too long, or your food'll get cold!"

The mirror showcases a girl with short black hair and rectangular glasses wearing a black and blue striped dress shirt with arm-length sleeves puffed up around her wrists. Her chest is shielded by a blue breastplate held together by silver string encircling her backside. Her waist has a blue fabric tightened at an angle shielding her left side and another black fabric a bit lower with two strings drooping down on her right—the shirt stops around her waist, sort of like a dress.

I turn around and look at my backside: Two long clothes of black, quite flashingly, hung from the silver linings supporting my breastplate. I turn back around and look at my shoes—boots of blue quality leather that're very comfortable.

Finally, some actual adventure-y clothes!

I walk out of Aiyoma's room and head downstairs to where the living room. Aiyoma and the young blonde-haired girl from earlier can be seen in conversation.

"I forgot to introduce you."

Aiyoma pats the young girl on her head.

"This is Okami, my younger sister!"

I bend down to wave at the young lass, "Howdy!" I say with a smile on my face

Okami clings to her sister's clothes but lets out a giggle.

"H-howdy!"

Aiyoma blinks.

"Howdy?

I stand back up to face her.

"It means hello where I come from."

"Weird name, weird clothes, and now a weird language."

Aiyoma says jokingly while walking towards the kitchen.

"Aiyoma dear!"

I walk in to see a long blonde-haired woman setting some meat on the table with a cheerful demeanor.

"Hey, mom!"

Aiyoma responds as she runs over to hug the blonde-haired woman.

I adjust my glasses, looking at them closely.

"M-mom, I thought that was your sister!"

They glance at each other and laugh lovingly.

"Quite the charmer! Who might this be?"

Aiyoma walks over to me and places a hand on my shoulder.

"A knight-in-training, she plans to take the Rite of Passage in a few months!"

Her mother flashes me a warm smile.

"That's wonderful, and she looks splendid in your clothes!"

I look down.

"O-oh yeah, you think?"

"Most definitely!"

Aiyoma's father walks into the dining room, ducking his head under the doorway.

"We bought a number of outfits as a gift when she became a knight but she always wants to wear that heavy ass armor!"

"Dad! You were the one that told me as a knight I always need to be prepared for danger."

The broad man rests his hand on his stubble while laughing.

"I suppose I did!"

Aiyoma's mother walks over to the kitchen and carries plates full of meats, fruits, and vegetables.

"Alright, it's time to eat!"

The broad man gives off a hardy laugh and walks over to a table centered in the middle of the room.

"Hope you're hungry girly, we eat like nobles around here!"

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