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Chloe SR: Flustered With Kindness
Thanks kuumakun for the raws!
Story Title: Flustered With Kindness
Unlock with: SR [Like a Pet Cat] Chloe

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2
Chapter 1
[Courtyard]
Chloe: ...Alrighty, that's done. It's kind of a lot, but I think it'll all dry before evening.
It was all muggy and rainy for a while, and now the sun's finally shown its face. Makes you wanna do every last bit of laundry while you can.
No matter how fashionable your outfit is, it's all a waste if it's dirty. ...Okay, lookin' good!
Wah! Wind?!
(The clothes are gonna get blown away!)
...Ouch. I just had to land on my face, of all things. ...Ah! The laundry!
...Here it is. Phew, thank goodness you're safe. You're one-of-a-kind, you know.
Ah, Shylock!
Shylock: ......
Chloe: (A-Am I imagining things...? He's staring at me so hard...)
Um... What's up?
Shylock: ...This may be quite unrelated, but, Chloe... What on earth were you doing?
Chloe: Huh? Uh, just now, I was trying to hang up the laundry, but then this wind blew it all off, so I was, y'know, trying to catch it...
Shylock: I see. ...*sigh*
Chloe, come here for a moment.
Chloe: Wh—huh?
Shylock: Come with me.
[Lounge]
Shylock: Wait there for a moment, if you will.
Chloe: (What's going on? Did I... do something wrong?!)
Chapter 2
[Lounge]
Shylock: My apologies for the wait. ...Oh my, were you standing all this time? Please, sit down.
Chloe: O-Okay.
Shylock: No need to be so nervous. I won't bite... yet.
Chloe: "Yet"?!
Shylock: I jest. Excuse me, could you turn your face this way?
Chloe: (He's wiping my face...?)
Shylock: Rouge and powder make fine cosmetics, but I wouldn't consider dirt an accessory.
Chloe: Ah... I got my face dirty when I fell.
Shylock: I admire your will to treasure your clothing, but I beg you, look into a mirror. Your hair is a mess.
Chloe: What? It is?
Shylock: Stay still, or the comb will snag.
Chloe: But...
Shylock: Be a good boy, now. Just let it happen.
Chloe: (Yeah, but I just can't... It feels weird to be doted on so much~!)
Shylock: ...Goodness, so it's not only your face, but your clothes that have gotten dirty. Shall I wash them for you?
Chloe: Th-Thank you. But I'm fine...!
Shylock: ...Fufu. He sure scurried away.