Local Netizen Elf’s Life In Another World

''Ugh...''

I mean, sure. It's Anna's special request, so I did my best to comply, but isn't this a bit much...?

Going commando is one thing, but going commando in public while wearing a short skirt is something else. The amount of anxiety I receive every time people glance at me is perhaps immeasurable.

Oh, and the most ridiculous part? 

It ain't stopping at just not wearing my panties. For one, I don't have a bra on me, either, so if one is observant enough, I'd reckon they can trace the shape of my nipples protruding at some point. But the worst part has got to be what Anna did with my bottom.

On top of writing some less-than-decent stuff on my inner thighs and my butt, Anna has also left my lower lips open. Yeah. Open. She somehow made sure those were spread out with a magical tape of sorts before we went outside earlier.

Thanks to that, that place of mine is getting quite breezy...

''Hm? Your face is burning, Sylvia.''

''...I wonder why.''

It's a date with the cat. While she usually is a loser who loves seeing her fiancé getting railed, at times like this, she acts too smug. No, really. It does look as though she wants to strip me naked and let everybody witness my most embarrassing places.

The way she constantly tries to slide my skirt upward with her hand, which is wrapping around my waist, tells volume.

''Nn...''

I should probably avoid stairs and sitting for now.

''Ah, let's go to the new dessert place at the end of this street! I heard they sell really good egg tarts!''

''Sure...''

Carrying an extreme sense of caution, I proceed to the shop with Anna. On the way, nothing in particular happens, which is a relief.

''Alright. I placed the order. Let's go inside and wait for now!''

''Huh? Can't we eat them while walking?''

''What are you saying, Sylvia? We'll be ordering a lot, so carrying them around is a hassle.''

''...''

You gluttonous devil... is what I want to say, but she's probably doing this on purpose. Worse for me, the shop seems quite popular as almost all the seats are filled with trendy girls and classy ladies. With how much attention we are already receiving, I need to be really careful here.

Still, even if I say that I don't like it, there's a certain sense of excitement swelling whenever people's eyes are on me. Thoughts like 'What if they saw it...?' are constantly in my head, and I feel as though they only fuel my arousal.

Carrying that, I slowly settle down in my seat near the window while Anna orders. Thankfully, the skirt is long enough to prevent my private parts from touching the chair's cold surface, but it's also a little thin, so some of that frigidness still transfers. Moreover, I can't help but want to clench it down there, all thanks to the lump of clothes that is being pushed inside me.

''Phew...''

I probably shouldn't try to rub it here...

''Excuse me.''

''...!''

''Um... are you alright, miss?''

Who is this kid? She looks like a high school girl. Do I look that unwell?

''Ah, um... I just thought your cheeks were a bit red...'' The girl mutters, her own cheeks growing rosy.

...Love-struck, huh. I guess this is what happens when I don't put on a disguise.

''I'm good. Thank you, young lady.'' I reply, posing a smile.

''I-I understand! I apologize for bothering you!''

''No problem.''

Afterward, she runs back to her table, which is quite literally right next to mine and hides behind her friends. Although she tries to act normally now, I can still sense her gaze on me—my thighs, to be exact. If I weren't wearing a high thigh right now, I would be dying from embarrassment.

''Did you wait long?''

''Anna.''

A bit later, Anna returns with a shortcake.

''It'll take a while for them to complete our order, so let's have this in the meantime.'' She says, pulling a chair and sitting right beside me. 

''Mhm.''

Thankfully, Anna hasn't tried anything stupid... yet. She only leans on my shoulder and feeds me the cake, taking bites on her own with the same fork. Gradually, my body relaxes. When the atmosphere reaches max coziness...

''Here is your order, Miss Anastasia.''

''Oh.''

That's a lot of dessert. They do look really good, though.

''I'm terribly sorry, but can you put down the plates for me...?''

''Of course.''

Since the tray might be bigger than the table itself, the waitress has to carry it with both hands. Putting it down on the table to prepare the dishes seems risky anyway, so the best course of action is for me to arrange them.

So, I do just that.

But... just as my two hands are busy taking the dessert, the sleepy Anna's hand creeps in between my thighs. 

''...!''

With a gentle whip, she pulls my skirt—the only thing that protects me from being exposed—back, and unfortunately, at this angle, not only the waitress but also the girls on the other table are able to see it all.

Judging from their astonished faces, they definitely do see it—my bare, utterly naked crotch with vulgar writings all over it.

''Ah.''

The moment the waitress lets out an unknowing sound, a rush of extreme humiliation takes over my consciousness. Despite that, I can feel my body getting hotter and hotter.

Not wanting to keep this... awkwardness going, I continue to take the dessert and put it on the table like usual. The culprit of it all isn't helping in the slightest, though, if she keeps fondling my thighs like this.

''...Thank you.''

''A-Ah, please enjoy your order...''

Only after the waitress walks away wobbly does Anna put my skirt down. 

''...''

''...''

The ensuing meal proceeds in absolute silence. Even the girls at the other table have not made any sound since. Perhaps because we only focus on eating, but the dessert depletes quickly, and soon enough, we're outside again.

''You're an idiot, Anna.''

''Heheh.''

''So... uh...''

''You want to continue, right?''

Reading me like an open book, Anna blatantly begins to squeeze my butt, shooting me a hot, grinning gaze. But... she isn't wrong.

So, swallowing the shame, I let her take me into a theater. This time around, we sit at the very back of the common seats. Although we aren't surrounded by people, there are still some nearby.

''You know what to do, right?''

What she takes out is a long, fat dildo. The moment I see that, my crotch starts to itch terribly for some action. I think I can put it in right away. I should.

''I don't think you need any lube, hm?''

Perhaps Anna also notices that. She takes a sweep of my lips with her fingers, and a slimy, sticky liquid immediately clings to them. Once Anna licks all of that away with an ecstatic face, she unzips her pants and...

''Take care of mine, too, alright?''

''...Okay.''