Chapter 212: Magen has food, attack her!

"Professor Rudelle, where are you looking?"

"I am not looking anywhere..." Professor Rudelle looked away to the side.

After lifting Xueling with both hands I gave her a fierce look but Xueling only attacked me with her claws on her furry paws and meowed with growls.

Using a little fairy dust I made Xueling float and sent her to land in front of Xuexue. When Xueling landed she made a hunter pose and threw herself onto Xuexue’s head while moving her tail.

But it seems her paws are still a bit weak so she did not jump much and instead landed face-first on Xuexue’s paws in a comical way.

"OO AAAHAHAHA Xueling is silly!!" Nao’s soft and ethereal voice filled with laughter upon seeing Xueling’s fall, completely forgetting the topic of houses and home.

Of course, with Nao’s active movement and Xueling’s disastrous chaos my skirt is now ruffled and wrinkled. But to the misfortune of whoever wants to see more, they will run into a non-transparent black fabric.

"Tsk, whoever invented that garment called -Safety Pants- deserves to stay single their whole life." Rudelle complains and clicks her tongue.

"I am sorry. That person is me and Magen is my girlfriend, so I am sorry that your curse will not come true~" I said to Professor Rudelle giving her a mocking look while with my hands I smoothed the fabric of my skirt and sat up straight with my legs together.

The atmosphere inside the train is very pleasant, at least in this wagon and in the sleeping cars. So the outside cold does not enter and the temperature is pleasant for wearing light and comfortable clothing.

Of course, even though I feel more and more comfortable wearing skirts it does not mean I go around showing my underwear. Wearing safety pants is an unbreakable law.

Having to make a hole in my pants actually ruins them and the skirt is the best so my tail can move freely. Since my demon tail sometimes moves on its own as if it had its own thoughts and ideas, there are occasions when it ends up lifting my skirt from behind, but although it is somewhat embarrassing I am not too ashamed because I always wear a pair of tight black leggings that protect me.

Obviously the ones who complain the most about these things are Dianeira, followed by Ragna. Mother loves the idea and the others do not mind. At least not on the surface.

But I think now I can add Rudelle to the list of people who curse safety pants.

"But? You sell the safety pants?" Professor Rudelle looks as if she learned something new.

"Ehm, I do not sell them per se... I designed a clothing style, my aunt Kaleria took care of creating a brand and selling the designs to the boutiques in the city..."

"I did not know you had talent for tailoring."

"Ehhh... It is because of mother. She always wanted me to wear fluffy and cloying dresses. I had to come up with ways to avoid that torment. Then at one point I had so many designs that my aunt thought of selling them. For example, the design of your blouse and the cut of your pants along with the details and ornaments are part of my designs..."

Professor Rudelle always wears leather clothing, but her pants have a tight cut on the legs and flare out at the bottom. The material is leather, it has metallic thread seams creating wild line patterns on the sides and at the bottom of the pants.

These pants were custom made for Professor Rudelle and the materials seem to be of the best quality avoiding discomfort and allowing natural body movement. Where it should be thick and firm for protection it is, and where it should be elastic and thin it is.

Professor Rudelle wears a thick leather belt with a wolf buckle and velvety leather boots with a two-centimeter sole and a wide five-centimeter heel.

I did not intervene much in the footwear other than in the sneakers or fabric shoes I designed. It seems that people in this world alone designed footwear that harmonizes with the different clothing styles.

If we add a short-sleeved cotton button-up blouse with a V-neck under her sleeveless leather jacket, in Professor Rudelle’s outfit she would only need a hat to be a complete old west woman.

Professor Rudelle, like Magen, does not comb or brush her hair. Professor Rudelle’s brown hair falls free and tousled over her shoulders and back giving that aura of a free and wild woman.

But although Professor Rudelle does not seem to care about her image, in reality she has chosen a clothing style that completely reflects her temperament and character.

"Wow~ without knowing it I was contributing to the treasure of a rich boy." Professor Rudelle looked at her clothes and then gave me a mocking look.

"Hnm~ although my designs are sold in reality we do not earn for each garment sold and with the materials although there are workshops that process cotton, denim and other fabrics it seems that not much is earned..." after putting away the notebook since Nao simply went to the side to play with Xuexue and the others I shrugged my shoulders and answered Professor Rudelle.

And the truth is I do not even have an idea if there are big profits. I am not stupid, I know that the textile industry is one of the industries that earns the most apart from telecommunications and energy. But the accounting books and the bags of money that my aunt Kaleria has given me do not seem to be as much as I would think.

I think they are stealing from me! Although I think that I did not show it on my face.

"Of course, with a family with an industry in pharmacology I guess a few pieces of clothing are nothing.... Tsk... Rich people!"

Professor Rudelle clicked her tongue again.

"Heheheje if Professor Rudelle does not mind she can become my wife and I will raise her~~~" leaning my body forward I winked at Professor Rudelle and told her in a coquettish and mocking way.

"BAH! This one, I, your professor, am not interested in little boys."

"I am not little! I am still young and I can grow!" I grumbled at Professor Rudelle, this is already the second time she calls me little.

"You barely reach my shoulder."

"My mother measures almost four Li, so I can still keep growing." I emphasized my genes! While I crossed my arms and straightened my back.

My mother is around one hundred and ninety centimeters. Although this world does not have a smaller unit of measurement than the Li, I can calculate that four Li are two meters, and everyone in my family is tall, it cannot be that I do not reach at least one hundred and eighty centimeters.

"No, if you keep growing those safety pants will no longer fit you and you will tear them..." Professor Rudelle gave a look at my legs.

With my previous movement I changed the position of my legs making the skirt ruffle again and my thighs tightened with the black leggings fabric were exposed.

Right where the leggings fabric ends and my legs begin you can see how the elastic of the leggings fabric squeezes the skin of my thighs creating a kind of overflowing white flesh effect under great pressure.

With a natural movement, I brought my knees and feet together on the rug and with a small push I stood up with a jump.

"Not only do you call me little, now you call me fat!?" I placed my left hand on my waist and raising my right hand with the palm facing up with my arm in a V shape I started gathering blue aqua mana waiting for the response of the dear Professor Rudelle.

"Ahem~ no, I was not referring to that kind of fatness... No, it also has nothing to do with height, I mean that to little vrem... Ahem, to young master Vremya, no one in the world will be able to be with me because of a problem with my own body..."

The professor first raised her hands and waved them in surrender and then started saying incoherent things.

Alright, now I am confused. The blue aqua magic that was swirling in the palm of my hand disappeared.

"I just mean that I take care of my food and it is not that I am a glutton who only eats and gets fat..." I was trying to explain myself when the sound of the sliding door was heard again in Xuexue’s wagon.

"Vremya! They have started preparing a big banquet in the community dining car, there is as much meat as you like!!!"

Magen entered with her loud voice carrying some pieces of cooked meat that seemed roasted.

Then, before I could say anything, I heard someone laughing loudly.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, taking care of your food she says~~~" Professor Rudelle hugged her stomach and curled up like a shrimp from laughing.

I could feel the cat # symbol marking on my forehead and my face burning.

"Xueling, Xueyue, Xuebing. Magen has food, attack her!"

As I said, they are cubs of wild magical beasts, very dangerous... Although seeing the three little kitties that had already run before I spoke to snatch the meat from Magen they looked more cute and funny than dangerous...

"AH! No! This is for... Wait Xuexue!!"

At least I have Xuexue who did not make me look bad...