Edgar took the lead as they cleaned up the accident Angela had caused, but even as Angela moved according to his instructions, she couldn’t focus at all and kept stealing glances at him.The reason was right in front of her.Edgar, wearing only a thin linen shirt, had been soaked through; the fabric clung to him, revealing the sculpted lines of his chest and the sharply cut muscles of his abdomen.“Wow…”It was so provocative, and yet she couldn’t tear her eyes away. As Edgar swept the floor with the mop, his forearms and chest muscles flexed with every motion.“Beautiful…”Only now did she understand why she had failed so many times while making Eddy.Men’s bodies could be this beautiful. Before she knew it, Angela was taking in every last detail of Edgar’s body—his frame, the way the muscles flowed and shifted, the shapes beneath the wet fabric—without missing a thing.“Ha… honestly…”Edgar couldn’t possibly be unaware of that gaze; he let out a short, incredulous laugh.For someone who had grown up without a single proper friend or lover, Angela was looking him over with an audacity that startled him—boldly, as if inspecting every inch of a man’s body.“I didn’t expect you to like my body this much.”Startled, Angela finally realized how boldly she had been staring, and she jumped in shock, denying it forcefully.“No—no, you misunderstand! I wasn’t looking with any… improper intent…”The wet cloth clinging to Edgar’s skin gave off a strange, sensual impression.Even as she tried to explain, Angela still couldn’t take her eyes off his body. Edgar strode toward her, and Angela watched him approach like a herbivore frozen before a predator.“Is just looking enough for you?”In only a few steps, Edgar stood before her and leaned down slightly to meet her eyes.“Uh… wh-what…?”“You can touch. You made me, after all.”“N-no…”“Go on, Angela. Didn’t you get me wet for this?”“No!”Strangely, the words out of Edgar’s mouth sounded heavy with implication—almost indecent.Angela jumped, flustered, rejecting his words in a panic.“If you want to look, you just have to say so. I’ll gladly undress for you whenever you want.”“It—It must be cold. You’ve already cleaned up the vase, right? I’ll take care of the rest, so go wash up.”Desperate to steer the mood away from something dangerously suggestive, Angela tried hard to change the subject.“You’re really not going to touch me?”“I’ve already seen more than enough! I’m fine!”“…Good. I’m relieved.”“Uuugh… I left some clothes for you outside the bathroom. I made them for you. Change into those and come out…”Having fallen straight into a trap she’d dug for herself, Angela’s face flushed deep red with mortification.“Don’t peek, all right?”“I won’t!”Somehow everything had turned strange, and Angela had ended up becoming a pervert who had splashed water on him just to see every corner of Eddy’s body. It was horribly unfair, but she couldn’t even complain when she really had all but licked him with her eyes.Ssshhh, ssshhh.In this house with practically no soundproofing, she could hear him showering as clearly as if he were right beside her.Angela tried not to think about the sound and wiped the floor again and again—without using the mop, insisting on doing it with her own hands.“Finished wiping?”Maybe because he was a man, Eddy showered very quickly.“E—Eddy!”The moment she heard the bathroom door open, Angela looked over—ready to apologize properly—and immediately spun around in shock.“Why are you only wearing the bottom!”“Oh? Do you want to see the top too?”“Uuugh, it’s my fault, so stop teasing me…”Hearing the footsteps approach and the familiar soap scent draw closer, Angela unconsciously held her breath.“Angela, I’m only saying this because I’m worried… but you shouldn’t look at other men’s bodies like that. All right?”The soft whisper at her ear was sticky-sweet. Angela couldn’t answer; she only nodded quickly.Edgar seemed pleased with her response. He left behind only the scent of soap as he stepped away.“Haa…”It was all because her professionalism as a dollmaker had caught fire.The moment she’d seen Edgar’s body, her mind had raced—how she should craft torsos from now on, which areas to emphasize—and she had looked at him so intently she’d forgotten to be embarrassed.“But Angela, you’re really not going to do it?”“…Do what?”“You said I could touch you.”“E—Eddy!”“Your eyes were so hot it made me a little shy, but if you want…”“C-cleaning! It’s fine # Nоvеlight # now, right? I wiped everything!”Edgar watched her frantic attempt to change the subject and let out a soft laugh. She could stare at a drenched body as if to burn holes in it, but didn’t have the courage to touch. He had expected as much. The teasing had merely been a small bit of payback for soaking the entire house he’d just cleaned.While he’d been showering, he’d seen how thoroughly she had dried the floor. Her clumsy work must have been a struggle; it had made him smile without thinking.“Angela.”“Hm?”“You said you made these clothes for me?”Only then did Angela register what he was wearing. Clothes Edgar de Grace would never wear—an ordinary white cotton shirt and thin wool trousers—but because they were on Edgar’s body, they somehow looked refined and aristocratic.“You made the same clothes for the doll too? I like them. I want to keep them.”“Really? Wouldn’t nicer clothes be better? Look here. I made tons—morning coats, tuxedos, cape jackets Edgar wore.”“Those are nice too, but I like the ones you made for me. Clothes not for Edgar—clothes made just for me.”“Ah…”“Of course, if you want to see me in clothes Edgar wore, I can wear those. Is that what you want?”“N-no!”“Then I’ll take these, right? Oh, and from now on, when I’m in doll form, stand me by this window. Make sure I’m visible from outside. That’s the only way I can receive the fairy’s power.”“All right…”Reluctantly, Angela lowered the doll clothes she had held up so eagerly. She toyed with the jacket collar for a lingering moment, but obediently brought out a matching set of clothes for Eddy—exactly like the ones Edgar was wearing.“Thank you, Angela. I’m very happy.”Edgar’s impersonation of the doll continued smoothly entirely because this impossibly naïve dollmaker followed his words with such unquestioning trust.Today was no different. His clothes getting soaked and needing to change had been unexpected. But if Eddy’s outfit didn’t match what he’d been wearing before changing, it would look wrong.If he hadn’t reacted quickly and asked for the matching doll clothes, Angela might have sensed something off.And truly, every time he visited, there was no guaranteed way to know what clothes Angela had put on the doll. Swapping himself with Eddy without being caught was no small feat.But Angela lived with a surprisingly consistent routine, and once he learned her timings, sneaking Eddy in and out wasn’t difficult at all.Most importantly, if Angela stayed on the second floor, Edgar had nothing to worry about. With all the furniture blocking the view and the layout allowing her to see only the backyard, she could never see the front of the house.And he had already told her that no one could witness his transformation process. Believing that wholeheartedly, Angela always went upstairs and stayed put whenever he left. Thanks to that, returning the hidden Eddy to his place was easy.Finally, by designating clothes like this in advance, he could ensure a perfect match for his next visit. He even sent Timothy ahead each time to take a photo of Eddy in the window—thanks to such meticulousness, not once had there been an error in appearance.“I should get going. Will you stay in the bedroom again until I’m gone?”“Yes. Um… when can you come next?”“I’ll be back in three days. There’s leftover meat pie and soup in the kitchen, so don’t skip meals. If you can’t finish them within two days, throw them out. Don’t cut off the spoiled bits and eat the rest like last time. Even in doll form, I’ll be watching.”“All right, I will.”Pleased by her obedient reply, Edgar reached out and stroked her hair. Angela shyly smiled under his touch—pure and lovely. Before he realized it, he leaned in and brushed a short kiss against her cheek.“E—Eddy…!”“A farewell kiss. I’ll see you in three days.”Angela’s pale skin flushed crimson in an instant. Flustered, she spun around and practically fled up the stairs.Watching her retreating figure, Edgar burst into a laugh.He was surprised at himself for acting so out of character.It must have been reflex—behavior ingrained from dealing with women in the past. Deciding that was explanation enough, Edgar briskly made his way out of the house.

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