Help, I'm in Another World and All the Men Are Are So Dangerous! [BL]-Chapter 222: Mr. Bunny’s Winter Makeover

Outside, the weather was colder than expected, but more than that, the wind was freezing.

The sharp gusts pricked at his skin, making him shiver as he clung to Sylas’s hand while they walked to the tailor.

When they stepped inside, a man with a warm and gentle demeanor greeted them.

Whenever Rocco wandered into clothing stores on his own, he often ended up in places where the staff had a rather... high-minded attitude.

But the employees here all seemed kind and welcoming.

Sylas spoke with them in a familiar manner, so perhaps this was a shop favored by the Di Malvento family.

"Rocco, come here."

"Mm! Okay!"

As Rocco gazed in awe at the neatly arranged dresses and tuxedos, his eyes sparkled with excitement.

Just then, Sylas, who seemed to have finished his conversation, beckoned him over.

Noticing this, Rocco hurriedly scampered over and clung tightly to the offered hand.

There were too many people around—his shy instincts were kicking in, making him fidget nervously.

"I’d like a winter coat that suits this child," Sylas requested.

The store attendants bowed politely, and Rocco shrank back in response, overwhelmed.

Hugging his beloved plush bunny tightly, he cast his gaze downward.

Seeing this, Sylas lightly poked his shoulder and whispered softly,

"Rocco. There’s something you want too, isn’t there?"

His shoulders twitched at the words.

Slowly, he peeked up to see the store attendants smiling kindly at him, causing his face to turn bright red.

For a few moments, he fidgeted in place before taking a deep breath and gathering his courage.

Raising his plush bunny high, he made his request with a flushed face and a voice that nearly melted into a mumble.

"B-bunny... f-fluffy clothes... p-please..."

The store attendants tilted their heads in surprise.

Seconds passed in silence as Rocco trembled anxiously, waiting for a response—until, all at once, the attendants’ expressions softened into warm, gentle smiles.

It was almost as if a field of flowers had bloomed around them, their delight so palpable it made Rocco blink in confusion.

W-What was with this overly cheerful atmosphere...?

"A coat for Mr. Bunny, is it? Understood. We’d like to take measurements, so may we borrow him for a moment?"

"U-Um, y-yes!"

Although he still a little bit flustered, Rocco carefully handed over his beloved plush.

Watching Mr. Bunny being carried away filled him with a slight sense of unease, but before he could dwell on it, he was guided toward the fitting room.

By the time Rocco had finished trying on what felt like an endless number of outfits, his body was completely exhausted.

Sylas had acted as the judge, selecting which clothes to purchase—but in the end, about 80% of them were bought as-is.

The remaining 20% had been rejected for being "too revealing."

That was just like Sylas.

He had always disliked Rocco wearing anything with too much exposure, so it wasn’t surprising.

Well, Rocco wasn’t particularly keen on wearing thin clothes in the cold either, so he had no objections to Sylas’s decisions.

"Big brother! Look! It’s so fluffy!"

"Ah, it is. This one’s quite thick, so let’s save it for when it starts snowing."

"Mm... okay, I will..."

Rocco twirled around in his fluffy new coat, making Sylas squint slightly as if looking at something dazzling.

It was such a cool coat that, honestly, Rocco wanted to walk around town in it right away.

But there was no helping it.

Sylas was right—it was a little too warm to wear just yet.

He took off the coat obediently and had it wrapped up and returning it to his original outfit before walking over to Sylas.

Sylas gave his head a light pat before suddenly blinking in surprise.

"You’re sweating. Changing the clothes so many times must have made you overheated."

As he spoke, he brushed aside Rocco’s bangs, which were sticking to his forehead.

The large hand felt a little ticklish, making Rocco narrow his eyes in amusement.

However, then, for some reason, Sylas suddenly smiled gently.

Rocco didn’t think anything strange had happened, so why was he smiling so warmly?

Just as he tilted his head in confusion, a store attendant came over quickly from the back of the shop while holding a very stylishly dressed bunny in their arms. freeweɓnøvel.com

"Ah! Mr. Bunny! Big brother, Mr. Bunny’s back!"

Rocco bounced on his feet while stretching out his hands eagerly.

The smiling attendant handed Mr. Bunny over with a polite, "Thank you for waiting. Mr. Bunny’s makeover is complete."

Rocco hugged Mr. Bunny tightly and peered down at him.

"So cute! Mr. Bunny, you’re absolutely adorable! So cute!"

Mr. Bunny was now wrapped in a tiny cape and had perfectly fitted gloves and shoes for his arms and feets.

Seeing his plush dressed up for winter, Rocco couldn’t help but rub his cheek against him in delight.

Mr. Bunny was always look cool and awesome, but it was wrapped up in fluffy and warmth clothes, he was irresistibly cute.

The subtle lace on the red cape contrasted beautifully with Mr. Bunny’s white body, making him look even more charming.

"Thwank you! Thank you so much! Mr. Bunny looks so cute—thank you!"

Giggling and bouncing with excitement, Rocco expressed his gratitude.

The store attendants all grinned happily, nodding their head in response.

After picking out a few more capes and coats for Mr. Bunny, his winter wardrobe was complete.

Holding Sylas’s hand, Rocco cheerfully thanked the store attendants again—"Thwank youuu!"—before stepping outside.

"Hehehe, hehehe. Mr. Bunny’s so cute, so cute!"

"...Yeah, very cute. Extremely cute."

"I know, right?"

Hugging the stylishly dressed Mr. Bunny close, Rocco walked through the streets hand in hand with Sylas.

Even Sylas, who rarely showed emotion, seemed unable to resist Mr. Bunny’s cuteness—his usual blank expression softened ever so slightly.

Heh, even Sylas’s heart couldn’t withstand bunny’s overwhelming charm.

"I wanna show cute Mr. Bunny to Laxus too! He’ll definitely say it’s adorable!"

Rocco could already imagine Laxus’s enthusiastic response—"You’re right! It’s so cute!"—and the thought made him grin.