"Takuma, this way please."
"Yes."
I set aside my lingering thoughts about Lisa and focused on the situation in front of me.
Lorraine’s long brown hair reached down her back, and her tight skirt clung perfectly to her body. Her beautiful legs extending from the skirt further enhanced her charm. As I followed her, the faint scent of her perfume drifted toward me, pleasant and comforting.
Since I had spent most of my life in my original world, the rule that you must not assault women was still deeply ingrained in me. But if I lived in this world for a year — no, even half a year… or just a month — this world’s common sense would probably become my own.
If that happened, then the body of Lorraine that I was only looking at right now, I might…
"This is the room."
Lorraine’s sudden voice brought me back to reality, and I lifted my gaze that had drifted downward. However, my eyes were once again drawn to her large breasts, emphasized by the frilled white shirt and corset, pulling my thoughts back toward sexual matters.
I quickly shook my head to shake off those thoughts.
"Is something wrong, Takuma?"
"No, I was just thinking about something. Sorry."
"Not at all. This is just my personal guess, but I think you’ve probably been through more hardship than most people. The guild would like to help you in any way we can. So if you ever have any worries, please feel free to tell me anytime."
"Thank you very much."
Just how good are the benefits in this world? I had never worked at a company in my original world, but if I had come here after working at a terrible company, I would probably be crying tears of gratitude right now.
Just having someone like Lorraine here was enough to make me emotional.
"Please go in."
"Ah, yes."
When I entered the room Lorraine led me to, it was like a walk-in closet. A large number of clothes were neatly lined up. Most of them had similar designs, clearly separated into sections for men and women.
"Feel free to choose whatever you like. Though most of them are quite similar."
"No, this is more than enough. Thank you. Then… I’ll get changed, so…"
"Y-yes, of course. I’ll wait outside. Please let me know once you’re done."
Lorraine quickly left the room. While thinking that she probably wouldn’t care even if she saw my body, I put on the nearest set of men’s clothes.
The texture felt like normal clothing. It actually felt slightly more comfortable than similar clothes from my original world — probably because they used natural materials like cotton instead of polyester.
I took off my sweatpants as well and changed into the new trousers.
"Something like this, huh…"
Looking at myself after changing, I had perfectly become the stereotypical “otherworld villager” character.
I checked myself again in the full-length mirror nearby. From the neck up was the familiar face I knew, while from the neck down was something completely unfamiliar.
"My face stayed the same, huh."
This was the first time I had seen my own face since coming to this world. I felt a little disappointed. Of course I would have been happy if I had become handsome in an isekai style, or at least had my hair turn blond or red to match the world. Black hair didn’t seem particularly rare from what I had seen so far, but after twenty-two years of being a black-haired guy, it was still a bit of a letdown.
"Well, it doesn’t really matter. Lorraine! I’m done changing!"
After calling out to her through the door, I heard “I’m coming in,” and Lorraine entered the room.
"It suits you well. Does anything feel tight or uncomfortable?"
"No, it’s fine."
"I’m glad to hear that. Could you please write your name here?"
"Understood."
I wrote my name in the clothing lending ledger Lorraine presented. Of course, I wrote it as “Takuma.”
"Thank you. There is no strict deadline for returning the clothes, so please bring them back whenever you no longer need them. However, if they are lost or damaged, you will need to compensate us. Also, if the return is significantly delayed, we may ask you about it whenever we see you. Please forgive us for that."
"Understood."
Returning what you borrow is basic human decency.
Even in this world where stealing these clothes wouldn’t be considered a crime, violating the guild’s rules would likely get me marked for subjugation, and adventurers would come after me. No one would steal these anyway. Of course, once I earn enough money to buy my own clothes, I’ll return these immediately.
"Now that you’ve changed, what would you like to do with the clothes you were wearing?"
"Ah..."
My sweatshirt and pants, which I had casually folded earlier, had been fine when I was wearing them, but now they had become luggage. I didn’t have a bag or anywhere to store them.
"Would you like us to hold onto them for you?"
"Is that okay?"
"Yes. They will be placed in the lost and found area… but we will take good care of them."
"That works for me. Please do."
"Understood."
I handed my sweat suit to Lorraine. She held it with both hands in front of her, right under her large breasts. At that moment, my sweatshirt made contact with the underside of her breasts, and I could clearly feel their weight.
I never thought that after coming to another world, I would feel jealous of my own sweatshirt.