Reincarnated From Vanity

Chapter 15 • Erev Tov | Reincarnated From Vanity

Have you ever thought about how a 19th century caucasian princess would don her dress? Anyone?
Anyone here with a glimmer of idea?
As a royalty of royal heritage would have.
I mean it was prevalent in every princess story of Dis**y, with exception to mu**n and Alla**n.
You just see it, almost everywhere.
Japan is one of the biggest consumer in W*lt's Dis**y entertainment.
In fact even more of a business than otaku related enterprises.

There's also wedding gown and the gothic section in Ani*e conventions.
Well a japaneses myself, should've I known a bit more before hand?
But I was well beyond my 40s when my co-workers started to talk about the foreign entertainment giant.

I think now a days, people had much romanticise the antiques.
Rarely would kids these days would ever reach out other than what's is given to them.
History is what happened, and the truth is as ugly and spectacular as humans themselves.
History books, had any had a bout with them? At least for 6 hours?
Well I'm Japanese, so I should know more shoguns and emperor than medieval and Roman History.

The situation as I'm right now, not exactly my cup of tea.
80+ years of experience and I had never drop such dignity.
My manlihood, my past, surely they would see me now in contempt.
My mother, oh mother, how your son had become a daughter.

How I have heard my dad that left my mother after the war.
After the horrors of wars, he left my mother in seclusion.
Perhaps it was too much for the fella.
Since then I had always bore the responsibility of the man of the house.
Careing my dear mother in her sick and final days.
I have earned my manlihood, I haven't received it granted.

In the fitting room
stands 11 woman physically.
But actually 10 to 1 mentally...
I'm a man! Ore wa Otoko desu! Wo shi Nan hai, bu shi nü hai!
And even better yet in the center of attention.

Princess Campbell had ordered her maids to prepare me for a evening brunch.
She told them to make me look like a noble, even allowing access to her personal wardrobe.
Courtesy to the her choice of maids, I have yet to see such prior.

As maids that must have scurry around the wardrobe at least 60 times by now.
Apparently they are seeing to it in pleasure.
They enjoy playing doll.
I'm seeing some that had went to the old princess's wardrobe.
There a maid over there even making a dress...
Absolutely madness...

The maids were also lively and quite chattersome
Apparently the maids had also taken cared of the princess when she was young.
Among the conversation, I start to pick up speed.
I've heard the Princess was a Tom boy?
She had worn pants in her younger days.
Some reveal huh?

I'm a bit lethargic and tired, but after a sip of blood, my condition started to recover again.
I wasn't so hopeless in walking. And my mind cleared up a bit. Apparently blood replenish stamina, even more so to me whose desperate without it.

45 minutes had passed...

How many dresses had I worn?
I had lost count?
Around 30?
<34 Shiori-sama>
Precisely...

Perhaps a child dress up is what really interested them.
But nice folks though, they tend to me sincerely and rather meticulously.
As the wipe down my body, did my hair, clothes and shoes
Ah... The crosette there would be rather annoying.
Oh wait, not exactly it seems like they're not needed in children.
Just seeing it off the distance made my heart jump a beat.

Perfume too...?

"So what's your name?"
"I'm Rebecca Jones"

"..."
"Niizuma Shiiori, first name is Shiiori"

"Aww don't be shy.."
"and where are you from?"

"Eto... Tudor street"

"Oh is that so?
"You know you have such pretty hair, and a perculiar one at that"
"Kind of like a princess of a farway land"
"Hehe~"