Elise Holiness was the perfect saintess—but there were still a few things she wasn't good at.
Clothing coordination was one of them.
She had spent over ten years in the previous world, and during those ten years, aside from sleeping, she wore nothing but the white "saintess dress" provided by the Church of the Saintess.
She'd never had the experience of picking her own clothes.
Some might ask: What about before your transformation? Didn't you know how to match outfits back then?
Are you kidding?!
Back then, he would just throw whatever he thought looked good on a girl. As long as it looked nice, that was all that mattered.
But things were different after the transformation. At its core, Elise's otherworldly holy aura was simply too extraordinary—as if nothing but a saintess' garments were worthy of her.
Honestly, some charm-related talent really needs to be blamed here. It makes choosing outfits nearly impossible!
Even though underwear was something worn on the inside, Elise still had no idea how to choose it. She had always just worn the standard white set issued by the church.
Now, she was completely stumped.
Forget it. Once Mana comes back, I'll have her help me pick. I trust her taste way more than mine.
"Are you looking for a style? I can help you with that!"
A lively voice came from the side, and a touch of regal purple entered Elise's vision.
She turned slightly and saw a face she knew very well—one that would also be familiar to any reader of this story.
"Thank you for your help!"
Elise smiled, clearly delighted.
To think I'd run into her in a place like this—Lady Luck really is messing with me.
"No need to thank me. Helping those in need is only natural, isn't it? And... n-no, it's nothing."
The purple-haired girl cast a glance at Elise's eyes, intentionally or not. Elise understood immediately.
So she thinks I'm blind, huh? No wonder I was drawing so many stares while walking down the street. Even with my aura, the attention was a bit excessive.
Maybe it's because I'm wearing casual clothes today?
The Saintess' eyes were indeed special, but she wasn't blind.
Many major factions knew this fact, but Elise wasn't currently out as the saintess, and in a place where few recognized her, it wasn't surprising to be mistaken for someone visually impaired.
"My eyes are a little unique, but I'm not blind, you know?"
A kindly reminder brought a small tilt of the head from the purple-haired girl.
"Is that so? That's wonderful to hear!"
It seemed she had thought of something pleasant—her expression bloomed into a cheerful smile.
"Hmm, but..." Elise suddenly looked a bit bashful, an uneasy expression rising to her face.
"What's wrong? Is there something you'd rather not say?"
"It's a little embarrassing to admit, but... would you mind helping me pick out some styles? I've never bought underwear before, so I really don't know what kind to choose."
"I see."
"That works out perfectly—I was planning to buy some new styles myself. We can shop together!"
The purple-haired girl happily reached out her hand toward Elise, clearly inviting her along—and Elise, of course, wouldn't refuse.
"That's great. I really appreciate it… Ah, sorry, I haven't asked your name yet. May I know what it is?"
The purple-haired girl paused for a moment before finally answering Elise: "My name is Hill. And you? What's your name?"
"Hill, huh…" Elise softly repeated the name, then said, "You can call me Bronya!"
(A certain notebook entry: One day, I swear, I'm going to kill everyone who calls me Hill!)
"Eh? Bronya?" The girl who called herself Hill seemed a little surprised at first, but quickly smiled in response. "Alright then, Bronya, let's go check out the clothes together!"
...
"Wow, Bronya, you've got a great figure! I can't believe you can even pull off this kind of lingerie!"
"Hill, you too! That one looks really cute on you!"
The two of them wandered through racks full of intimate apparel. Whenever they found something that might suit them, they would try it on in the fitting rooms.
The staff here were friendly as well. Seeing two stunningly beautiful girls trying on clothes made their eyes light up, and they eagerly brought out even better styles to recommend.
However…
"It still feels kind of off somehow."
Hill examined the underwear on Elise from top to bottom, taking her time before shaking her head slightly.
"As I thought, Bronya, mature styles just don't suit you—and neither do darker colors."
After trying several different styles on Elise, Hill had finally noticed the issue.
Elise's aura was truly unique. While some outfits did look amazing on her—thanks to her natural beauty—there was still a sense of dissonance.
It felt like, "Yes, it looks good... but it just doesn't fit her."
At first, Hill had picked out a black set for Elise. Black best highlighted her fair skin and golden hair. But when Elise actually put it on, it just didn't work.
Because Elise was already wearing a black blindfold, which created a contrast effect on its own—adding even more black made it feel like a sixth finger.
Unnecessary!
"If we're choosing by color, white and gold really suit you best."
In the end, Hill chose the gold-and-white combination that perfectly matched Elise's divine aura.
"Thank you so much, Hill. I'll go try this one on. Once we're done, let's go look at some other things together!"
"Alright, I'll wait for you, Bronya!"
Hill waved as Elise entered the fitting room. Only after Elise disappeared behind the curtain did the smile slowly fade from Hill's face.
"I can't believe I actually ran into her here…" The girl calling herself Hill sighed and lightly tapped her temple with a troubled look. "Lady Luck really played a joke on me."
At first, Hill hadn't caught on. But when the girl said her eyes were a bit special, it all clicked.
There were plenty of blind people in the world—many wore sunglasses. But ones who wore a full blindfold like Elise were extremely rare. And she had said she wasn't blind.
That alone narrowed it down significantly.
Hill had seen plenty of news recently involving her. It wasn't difficult to guess her identity.
Especially since Elise wasn't really in disguise today—just wearing casual clothes.
Without a doubt, she was the saintess of the Church—Elise Holiness.
Bronya was just a cover name.
"Maybe this really is a fated encounter?"
"What do you think, Ursula?"