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Rein was hard at work mass producing a few costumes when her information post got a wealth of replies. So she had fired up the sewing machines and was hard at work itemizing things. An appointment here with Arika, a few more there, and that nervous sounding young man for after hours.

She was humming as she moved to make a suit of fantasy armor, one of that undoubtedly cut for females but she had been playing a LOT of Monster Hunter on the PSP.

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Rein nodded. "I know. I only wear the plantsuit when I really need to."

"I can teach you a few basic things about making a device," said Rein. "The rest is a bit advanced at times. But it requires a good familiarity with technology and magic. I'd love the assist."

And she continued to feed cloth into the machines as she hummed a little Belkan song under her breath.

Alex laughed nervously, "T-tech I'm f-familiar with... M-magic not s-so much."

Well, it looked like he might've gotten himself a job with an AI. He thought he'd never see the day. Honestly, it left him a little uneasy. He'd always made AIs... Never worked for them.

"It's still a fairly easy programming language though," said Rein as she finished with the underwear. "Here you go. Try it on. There's a dressing room just over behind the curtain."

Alex happily took the underwear and went back into the changing room. It was such a relief to get off that awkward, pulsing suit. So much so that rather than changing back into the plant suit he merely put back on his sweatshirt and zipped it up, peeking his head back out, "F-fits perfect."

"That's good then," said Rein. "I'll make a few more pieces of underwear for you."

And she turned and fed a few more rolls of cloth into the machine, humming a spell under her breath as the pants machine dinged. "Pants are ready."

And she fished it out, shaking it out and tugging at the material before handing it to him. "Looks good. Give it a try."

Alex's fists were shoved deep in his pockets so that the sweatshirt covered a decent amount of the boxers. He rushed out and grabbed the pants with a quick "thank you" before heading back into the changing room to put them on. unsurprisingly they fit perfectly too.

While he was in the dressing room Alice took it upon herself to walk across the table and up Rein's arm, making a little content buzzing sound. She seemed to have a sense that whatever she had been doing, it was making Alex happier. That would explain the piece of muffin she seemed to be offering Rein.

Alex came back out with his new jeans and a smile, "Th-they're great!"

"Great!" giggled Rein as she accepted the little bit of muffin from the adorable animal. "Thank you mouse-san."

"I thought they would fit. You don't need a belt for them since they're customized." Ding. "And your shirt is ready. Here you go!"

And she handed him a nice grey-white t-shirt.

"She's a rat," Alex said with a small bite of irritation. It was an honest mistake though, so he checked himself. He smiled as he took the shirt, "Th-thanks."

He went back and changed into it, coming out a moment later, "I-it's a little tighter th-than I'm used ta, b-but it fits."

He walked over and patted Alice a bit, "Sh-she an' I a-are both thankful."

"A rat, I see," said Rein. A curious pet or familiar, but she wasn't quick to judge. "Not a problem. The shirt is designed to stretch a little while you wear it, so it'll be more comfy once you break it in."

"O-okay... Thanks." He flipped his hand over so his palm was up, signalling to Alice it was time to start to get going.

"I-is there anything I can do ta pay ya back?"

"If you can do heavy lifting for me once in a while, then it would be nice. Otherwise just wear them for me!" chirped Rein. "Go on, have fun!"

Alex knew he wasn't very strong, and he was at least sound enough to know that him feeling upset for hours by using his powers was not a fair trade. He laughed nervously and said, "I-I don' th-think I'll be m-much help with the l-lifting," scratching the back of his head. "W-wearing them I-I can do."

"Wearing them is fine," chirped Rein as she giggled. "Don't worry, everything'll be fine. It'll work out!"

"Th-thanks again then," he said with a nod. He walked to the door and waved, "Th-thanks, bye!" and skittered out the door.

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