Entry 17, 18: Caster's battle outfit

When I enter the classroom, it’s full of the colors of the sunset. Wooden desks, wooden titles, retro-style window frames…a strange nostalgia grips my heart. This is the year 2030 — I’m surrounded by the scenery of a schoolhouse from a bygone era, like nothing I knew on Earth. …however, I have no time to lose myself in sentimentality. There’s someone waiting for me who scatters such nostalgia, leaving no traces behind.

Caster :: Kyaa! Sorry for the wait, Master! Take a deep breath, allow your heart to swell with expectation, and turn around, please!

I hear a familiar voice from behind. This eloquent, formal speech style mixed with an odd girly affliction could only belong to Caster.

[Seriously, I have no idea how to explain how she talks. It doesn't come across in the translation well. It's like if you mixed ancient courtesan-style Japanese with a high school girl that spent too much time on 4chan.]

Our meeting under that starry sky feels like only a few moments ago. To me, it feels like it happened just now, but to her - how many hours could have passed?

My memory is still fuzzy, and I can't remember any of what Caster and I did during the holy grail war. But even still, this reunion makes me happy, and I return her "Good morning" -

Caster :: My chest is out in the open, but what's important is boldly protected - Extreme. Modest. Yet bewitching. The foxy good-wife servant, Punkish Caster's splendid rebirth! So - master, impressions please!

[She says 'please' in English, of course.]

[She looks like this.]

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Caster :: This isn't a situation where you should stay quiet!!

..... Haah!?
Damn, I took so much of a shock that I wound up losing my ability to react there. Caster... What is that outfit....?

Caster :: Do you find it to your liking? After I fell here, I opened my eyes and was in this outfit. I thought it might be the result of some system change. It seems to be the caused by some restraint or imposition on my servant summoning.

A restraint of some sort... I- I can certainly see that... But one part of that outfit seems to be a bit too revealing...

Caster :: Ah, you can tell? To tell the truth, this outfit's a bit tight... particularly around the chest... Fufu. Are you looking, Master?

Just what is she saying to another girl... As I stand there shocked, Caster shows her outfit off. This vintage fashion style with all the frills hides some of the girlishness in her pose.

Caster :: Ufufu, thank you for your heated gaze ❤! Well then, let's do this over.

Caster :: How is it, Master? Do you think I look alright?

> ...It's a bit tight, but it suits you.
> ...As a shrine maiden, is that really okay?
[>] ...What's up with that string?

What's up with that string? Actually, I'd like to hear what it even is.

Caster :: Oh, this? .....mm, an obi. Or something like that?

A-an obi? That? Then... if you untie that, the whole outfit would - uh - come off?

Caster :: Shall we? From the back of my waist to the front, immediately. Shall we do some corrupt-Edo-period-governor play?

Fortunately, I have no idea what kind of play she's talking about. However, I know it's not good. But... an obi, huh. Looking at it, it definitely seems like a weird way to tie the outfit up, but might it have an unexpectedly deep supernatural meaning?

Caster :: Ahaha, not exactly, Master, this is just a tortoiseshell ----

[...This is a type of rope tying pattern used in bondage play, and it looks *exactly* like the ties on her outfit. Don't ask me how I know that.]

Caster :: *fake coughing* I said nothing. I have absolutely no idea what that is ❤. Isn't it fine, though? Sometimes it's nice to try Western clothing. Or perhaps are you worried about the colour, Master? I mean, up until now it's been blue. Do you perhaps think that black doesn't suit sweet little me - or something?

Nope, I've become pretty used to seeing Caster's dark side. It's become sort of a common -

Caster :: Did you,          perhaps,            have something to say?

I quickly shake my head. That could have gone badly... This hex-specialist Caster is unusually sensitive to when I'm thinking about her in less-than-generous terms. ...I need to be more careful, considering my memory issues.

Caster :: Anyway, I'll be in this outfit for the time being, but if you'd like to see something different, please prepare a change of clothes for me! I am your faithful servant, and I will wear anything you might wish to see on me! Of course, if you can afford the clothing. Anything that's not cute will get burned to cinders, so please choose fastidiously!

Caster flashes me a reassuring smile. ...Well. I'm not really sure what to call this situation, but I'm a little relieved. The simple fact that wherever I may be she'll call me Master and show me such loyalty.... She's definitely the reliable servant I know. I may have forgotten a lot, but as long as she's by my side I have nothing to be afraid of.

Caster ::Well then, let's pull ourselves together and get started. First is the student council room, yes? From what I heard from Sakura, it seems several masters woke up before you.

Ah, that's right. I heard the student council room was also on the second floor.... Let's go check it out.