Arabian ☆ Queen
Amakawa Haruto was a second-year Japanese high school student, and Christina and Flora were sisters on exchange at Haruto’s high school, coming from the same overseas nation as Professor Celia. Christina was in the same year as Haruto, while Flora was one year younger.
One afternoon, during summer vacation, the sisters were relaxing in their home.
“The next play we’re going to do is called Aladdin and the Magic Lamp,” Flora said to her sister. “A formal request will be made to the student council at a later date, but I was hoping you could appear in the play as well.”
Flora was in the drama club, while Christina was in the student council along with Satsuki, Miharu, and Haruto. The drama club only consisted of a handful of girls, so the student council’s members usually helped out during events by filling roles.
“Well, I guess I wouldn’t mind...” It was a little embarrassing to act in front of others, but this was a request from her beloved little sister. Christina wanted to grant every wish of Flora’s that she could, so she readily agreed.
“I would love for you to take the role of the king’s daughter! I think it’d be perfect for you!” Flora recommended the princess role to Christina with a beaming smile.
“You could play the princess too...”
“No, no, I could never! And the truth is, I’ve already prepared a costume for you! I used an outfit from a dance called a belly dance as reference to make an Arabian costume in your size!” Flora picked up a paper bag she had left on the floor beside the sofa.
“You sure are well prepared...”
“I just know you’ll look great in it! Please try it on!”
“R-Right now?”
“Yes! I measured it myself, so I’m sure it’ll be fine, but let me know if the size needs to be fixed anywhere.”
“Fine... Wait just a moment.” Christina was utterly weak to her little sister’s requests. She accepted the paper bag and returned to her room to change into the costume.
“This... This is basically underwear. And the fabric is see-through.” Christina had finished changing into the costume Flora had prepared. She had her doubts about the amount of skin exposure as she was changing, but she was considerate enough of her little sister to finish changing into it. However, she had no intention of heading downstairs to the living room where Flora was waiting.
I should tell her to reconsider the costume, Christina decided with a sigh, moving to change back into her own clothes.
“I’m coming in, Christina.”
Just then, Flora barged into Christina’s room, too impatient to wait any longer.
“H-Hey, Flora... Jeez.” Christina sighed in resignation.
“What do you think?” Flora asked, seeking her opinion with an expectant look.
“It’s too revealing. I can’t stand in front of all those men wearing this. Please change the design to something less exposing,” Christina requested bluntly.
“Aww... I thought you’d look beautiful in it...” Flora gazed at Christina in the Arabian dress with a look of disappointment.
“Y-You won’t change my mind just because you’re making a face like that!”
“But you’re so beautiful like this. It’d be a shame to remake it without showing anyone... Oh, I know! You’d be okay with showing Haruto, right?”
“No, I wouldn’t! Why would I do that with a disgraceful outfit like this?!”
“I already texted everyone in the student council to come over while you were changing.”
“I-I’m going to change out of it now!”
She couldn’t let Haruto see her in this revealing outfit. Christina quickly began to change out of the costume, but how Satsuki’s arrival would later result in her changing back into the Arabian dress is a tale for another day.
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