"Safety shorts are the final line of defense!!!"
Jean was currently struggling amidst a circle of maids.
Initially, Jean had a bad premonition about this dress, but the news of Rimuru's arrival was so shocking that she had forgotten about it.
Now that she had the dress, that premonition hadn't been wasted at all.
A super gorgeous dress, with a pure black base color paired with shimmering specks of light like the night sky. The off-shoulder design ostensibly hid her chest, but in reality, it accentuated her figure even more. The skirt length, three inches above the knee, lowered her sense of security while highlighting the lines of her legs.
The paired high-heeled sandals with mere straps only served to heighten her figure and accentuate her curves, while simultaneously reflecting the material of the dress, making the whole person sparkle from head to toe.
How to put it—this outfit was extremely to Jean's liking, but on the condition that she wasn't the one wearing it.
"Um, Miss Meido, could I not wear this set? To my shame, I have basically never worn a dress up until now."
"Please do not mind it. You will get used to it soon. As a powerhouse, how can you feel ashamed of your own attire?"
"There is a problem with your logic here; it is not my attire, but something given by others, isn't it?"
"However, there is no time to remake it now. Please bear with it for this time. It will be remade according to your requirements for the next exchange meeting."
Then, at a gesture from Miss Meido, the subordinate maids crowded around.
This was the first time Jean had such intimate contact with so many maid young ladies; well, she was not happy at all.
"Safety shorts are the final line of defense!!!"
After shouting this, Miss Meido thought for a moment and nodded. "Prepare a pair of safety shorts."
Then a maid took a piece of fabric into the back room and came out with a pair of safety shorts in less than 30 seconds.
Only after putting them on did Jean regain some sense of security.
Next, the maids began to apply makeup to Jean. Fortunately, Jean had no objections to makeup; back when she was in school, she had undergone makeup application a few times for hosting or reciting on stage.
Moreover, that makeup didn't look good at all; it was said to be specifically used to compensate for the fact that people would turn pale under the spotlight.
However, perhaps because there was nothing to fix, only a light makeup look was applied in the end.
A moment later, Jean, having been liberated from the pile of maids, finally breathed a sigh of relief. She looked in the mirror to see what she had become, and in that instant, Jean was stunned by herself.
The pitch-black dress set off the fairness of her skin. Although it was decorated with brilliant starlight, it could not compare to her own radiance; at this moment, she was the most dazzling light illuminating the dark night.
Jean, who had always been extremely confident in her appearance, suddenly discovered that her past self had been too shallow. 'I didn't expect there to be such room for improvement!'
Just as Jean was indulging in self-admiration, she suddenly heard the sound of a shutter: "Click."
Looking back, Miss Meido was holding something like a mobile phone, and after taking a photo of her, performed an operation that looked like sending it.
"Um?..."
"This is merely the Master's task." The maid said with a straight face, delivering a very improper line.
"May I ask who you sent it to?"
"Lord 'D'... and Lord Shiraori."
"Not out of my expec... uh, Sister Shiraori?!"
She hadn't expected Sister Shiraori to be involved in this, which made Jean feel what it was like to be backstabbed, but she soon got over it; after all, this outfit was meant to be worn for others to see.
"Send me a copy too..."
"Alright, no problem."
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Following Miss Meido's guidance, Jean arrived first at the reception room dedicated to receiving guests, while looking at the itinerary summary in her hand.
The purpose of the other party's visit was to conduct an exchange of a certain type of spell, and at the same time leave behind some technical personnel for communication, while Rimuru and the accompanying personnel would leave soon.
The itinerary was roughly: meet first, then hand over, then accompany them for a chat, and finally have dinner, after which they could be sent off.
Among them, except for the initial greeting, Rimuru's reception was handled by Miss Meido. Jean was originally only supposed to introduce herself, probably telling the other party that the big landlord of the Underworld had run away, and the landlord's silly child was currently filling in.
However, because there was a special guest among them, Jean also had an extra job, which was to accompany her, to play with Milim.
When she saw this name, a large amount of memories appeared in Jean's mind, and she only came back to her senses when Miss Meido called out.
"Please note, the other party has arrived."
Seeing blue light flash, a group of oddly dressed people appeared in the reception room: a black-haired Oni with horns on its head, a Dragonewt covered in scales, a Fallen Angel with black wings, several members with human appearances, and a Flame Spirit.
And at the very front was a neutral-looking person with blue hair. At first glance, they looked very cute and friendly, but if you looked closely, you would find that apart from this sense of friendliness, there was no feedback from any other senses, like an abyss.
"Welcome everyone to the Comprehensive Underworld. I am Jean, the current acting Lord of the Underworld." As a courtesy, Jean spoke first to welcome them.
"Hmm, thank you for your trouble, Miss Jean. I am Rimuru Tempest. I have heard Milim mention you before."
"I heard she would come along too. I wonder where she is?"
"Hmm?" Rimuru turned his head to look around and found that Milim was indeed not there, and after a pause, he looked directly at the back of the team. "What are you doing?"
"Yo!" From the very back, Milim poked her head out and greeted Jean.
"Yo!" Although she didn't know what this was about, Jean replied to her in the same way.
After observing Jean's attitude, Milim walked over happily and stood next to Rimuru.
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Next was the handover ceremony. Responsible for this side were Akagi Ritsuko and a man who looked quite like Dr. Mashimo.
On Rimuru's side, there was that Dragonewt, the person in charge of the Underground Labyrinth Research Institute, who was also the leader of the Third Legion, Gabiru.
And the Fallen Angel Dino, who came to work as one of the Eight Star Demon Lords, Karis the Flame Spirit, and several support staff.
After the handover was completed, they also went to the Research Department together for relevant research and development work.
Next was chatting while waiting for dinner. Rimuru was quite famous as a gourmet, so it seemed that a luxurious meal had been specially prepared this time.
"Eh, so you wanted to build an organization yourself, which is why you are practicing and interning here, Jean."
Recalling the feeling of being completely flustered when she first established the Jura Tempest Federation, it was thanks to the calculations of Miss Ciel, who was the Great Sage at that time, that she successfully made it through.
"By the way, Jean, are you practicing introspection of your own soul?"
"Eh, how did you... hmm, that's right." Recalling Rimuru's abilities, it was not strange that he could discover this.
"Then, as a celebration for our first meeting and for becoming friends with Milim, let me give you a gift." Then Rimuru reached out a hand towards Jean.
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