"Close your eyes, turn around, and completely forget everything from just now!"
Mahiru squatted on the ground, covering her body with both hands, her pretty face flushed crimson.
"I can't forget. No matter how you slice it, it's unforgettable, right?"
Sora complained while turning his body around.
Angel-sama secretly grit her silver teeth, her voice filled with embarrassment and anger. "I can help delete your memories using physical methods."
Sora replied bluntly.
"The images from just now have been instantly and completely wiped from my mind."
"..."
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."
Elf pressed her hands together and pitifully apologized to Mahiru, her attitude of admitting her mistake exceptionally sincere.
"It's not Yamada-san's fault." Mahiru covered her chest with her hands. Her pretty face was red like a burning fire, and her gaze was resentful. "My clothes... can they be returned?"
"I'm terribly sorry." Elf bowed in apology. "I have absolutely no idea where the clothes went."
Standing to the side, Sora pondered and analyzed.
"To sum up the situations the three of us have encountered, the side effect of the invisibility ability should be the [Right Hand of God]. As long as her right hand touches her own or someone else's clothing, the touched clothing will instantly and mysteriously disappear."
"The clothing I lost were my pants, Mahiru-san lost her top, and as for Yamada-san..."
"D-Don't say it!"
Elf's small face turned red as she hastily interrupted him.
I absolutely refuse to let anyone know the secret of being completely empty under my skirt, it's too humiliating!
"Umm..."
Mahiru blinked, her gaze falling on Elf, feeling a bit curious in her heart.
What piece of clothing did Yamada-san lose to make her this shy?
In the pure angel's mind, she hadn't imagined at all that Elf was currently going commando.
The reason was very simple.
Humans always judge others by themselves.
If it were Mahiru whose panties mysteriously vanished, she would have been too embarrassed to talk to anyone long ago, and definitely wouldn't be running around like nothing happened.
"Anyway, that's the gist of it." Sora continued his analysis. "The ability of the Right Hand of God should only take effect once on the same target, and it randomly eliminates one piece of the other party's clothing."
"That feels terrible." Elf looked down at her right hand, unable to help complaining. "What 'Right Hand of God', it's clearly a 'Right Hand of the Devil', right?"
"Let's put that aside for now and solve the immediate predicament..."
Mahiru took a deep breath, trying hard to calm herself down, but the crimson hue on her pretty face still wouldn't fade.
"Yamada-san is afraid of heights and can't climb the stepladder, so we can only rely on Izumi-kun... Izumi-kun, please hurry up and climb through the window to open the door."
"Right, right." Elf nodded in quick agreement. "Now we can only rely on Servant."
Sora's gaze swept over the two girls.
One was commando under her skirt and didn't dare climb the stepladder.
The other wasn't commando, but clearly possessed a super strong sense of shame and couldn't possibly move under someone else's watchful eyes.
He was indeed the only one who could be of any use.
"Leave it to me."
Sora nodded and accepted the mission. He walked over to the stepladder. This time, with the help of the ladder, he quickly and easily climbed through the window and entered the second floor.
"Go wait for me at the door." Sora poked his head out and looked down at the two girls below the window. "I'll go open the door right now."
"..."
A moment later.
The door that had been blown shut by the wind quietly opened.
The next second, the two girls quickly slipped inside.
"We're saved." Elf let out a long sigh of relief, placing her hands on her hips. "Finally, I don't need to sleep on the streets tonight."
You were clearly planning to ask for a place to crash earlier, you never even considered sleeping on the streets, alright!
"I'll go get some snacks." Having returned home, Elf's sense of security clearly returned. Her voice was crisp and bright. "Let's all eat some snacks to calm our nerves."
"It's already very late, so I'll pass on the snacks..." Mahiru gently bit her lower lip with her pearly white teeth, softly declining the invitation. A red flush flowed over her snow-white skin. "Yamada-san, could you lend me a piece of clothing first?"
"Ah... I'll go get some clothes right now."
Elf smacked her forehead and ran off on her bare feet with a patter-patter.
"Phew..."
Mahiru softly exhaled. Her gaze shifted as she looked at Sora beside her.
"Izumi-kun, you can go home now."
"I really want to go back." Sora's tone was very helpless. "But please give me back my clothes first."
Mahiru: "..."
Before long, Elf trotted back with a whoosh, holding two articles of clothing.
"Mahiru-san, which one do you want to wear?"
Holding one piece of clothing in each hand, Elf asked for her opinion in a crisp voice.
"Umm..."
Mahiru's pretty face was flushed. Her voice was shy, and she didn't want to choose either of them.
"Are there any other clothes?"
Elf was a standard chunibyo girl, so the clothes she liked naturally wouldn't be ordinary styles. The two pieces she brought over just now—one was a pink-and-white, fluffy Lolita princess dress, and the other was a cute, black-and-white maid outfit.
Unfortunately, for Mahiru, the embarrassment level of both outfits clearly exceeded the limit.
"There aren't any." Elf's voice was crisp. "I just moved in today, and I haven't had time to unpack a lot of clothes. These are the only two clean ones."
"Then..."
Mahiru pursed her beautiful lips. After hesitating for a moment, she was ultimately forced to make a choice. She reached out her right hand and shyly took the maid outfit.
"I-I'll just wear this one."
There was no helping it. After her top disappeared, she was only wearing a bra. Walking around half-naked was simply too humiliating!
Compared to the Lolita princess dress she had never experienced before, the maid outfit was easier to accept. After all, during school festivals, it was common for classes to host maid cafes, so maid outfits were actually quite common.
"Izumi-kun, aren't you heading back yet?"
Mahiru used the maid outfit to cover her body. Her gaze swept over as she looked at Sora warily.
Sora's face was filled with righteousness. "I'll head back after I help Yamada-san purify her magic power."
It's just Angel-sama in a maid outfit, I'm not interested in the slightest!
"Yup, yup, Servant can leave a bit later. Anyway, you're right next door, you'll be home in two steps." Elf put her hands on her hips, her small face full of curiosity. "Don't wait until tomorrow. Explain clearly what Witches and side effects are to me right now."
"..."
Mahiru parted her pink lips, but ultimately didn't speak.
She was a guest now, so naturally, she shouldn't overstep her bounds and kick another guest out on behalf of the host. All she could do was take a deep breath and, with a blushing face, head to the restroom to change her clothes.
"Servant, sit down for a bit." Elf's voice was crisp. "I'm going to change my clothes too."
Sora spoke up.
"You don't need to wash the jacket. I'll take it back and wash it myself."
"Eh?" Elf raised a hand to cover her pink lips, a teasing smile appearing on her small face. "Does Servant want to hug the clothes I've worn and roll around on the bed?"
Even though they had only known each other for a day, the blonde girl in front of him had a carefree personality. Combined with their recent 'adventure', she clearly no longer considered Sora an outsider.
Sora remained expressionless, giving her a look of disgust.
"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in flat chests."
"Ugh—"
Elf puffed her pink cheeks angrily and kicked Sora's shin.
"Idiot Servant! Flat chests have rarity value! Oppai-lovers are all criminals!"
"..."