"Rimuruuuu~! Guess what I brought for you?" Milim exclaimed, her voice echoing off the walls as she barged into her bestie's office without warning.
Rimuru looked up from his documents, eyebrows raised in mild surprise. "Milim, what are you up to now?" he asked cautiously, already suspecting trouble.
Milim twirled around, revealing a flashy, almost scandalous outfit in her hands. "Ta-da! I got us matching outfits! Aren't they just fabulous?" she declared, beaming proudly.
Rimuru's eyes widened as he took in the outfit. It was a daring ensemble of vibrant colors and intricate designs, adorned with more ribbons and frills than he had ever seen in one piece of clothing. The fabric looked like it would barely cover anything, and Rimuru instinctively blushed at the thought of wearing it.
"Um, Milim, I appreciate the gesture, but I don't think this is quite my style," Rimuru replied nervously, trying to find a polite way to decline.
Milim tilted her head in confusion, oblivious to Rimuru's discomfort. "What do you mean? It's perfect! And we'll look so cute together," she insisted, holding the outfit up against herself and then against Rimuru.
Rimuru glanced down at himself, a bit self-conscious. As a slime who could shape-shift into any form, he had a generally androgynous appearance, but wearing something so revealing felt entirely out of his comfort zone.
"Milim, I don't think I can pull this off. It's… well, a bit too revealing," Rimuru admitted sheepishly, scratching the back of his head.
Milim laughed cheerfully, not understanding Rimuru's hesitation. "Oh, Rimuru, you worry too much! Trust me, you'll look amazing," she assured him with a wink.
Rimuru hesitated, torn between maintaining his dignity and not wanting to disappoint Milim, who clearly had her heart set on this idea. He glanced at the outfit again, feeling a mix of embarrassment and curiosity.
"Just this once, Rimuru. It'll be fun!" Milim urged, giving him the puppy-dog eyes that were hard to resist.
Rimuru sighed in defeat, knowing he wouldn't win this argument. "Alright, fine," he relented reluctantly. "But I hope you know what you're getting me into."
Milim cheered victoriously and practically shoved the outfit into Rimuru's arms. "Yay! I knew you'd say yes! Now go try it on, and I'll wait right here," she chirped, clapping her hands in excitement.
With a resigned sigh, Rimuru disappeared into a nearby room to change. Moments later, he emerged, now dressed in Milim's chosen outfit. The assembled Tempest residents who had gathered out of curiosity gasped in surprise and awe.
"Wow, Rimuru! You look adorable!" exclaimed Shuna, the gentle-hearted elf, her eyes sparkling with admiration.
"Who knew you had such a fashion sense, Rimuru-sama?" chimed in Shion, the lively and energetic ogre maid, clapping her hands gleefully.
Gobta and Gabiru exchanged puzzled glances, not sure how to react to their leader's unexpected transformation. "Well, uh, you certainly… um… rock that look, Rimuru," Gobta managed to say diplomatically.
Rimuru blushed furiously, feeling incredibly self-conscious under the scrutiny of his friends and followers. "Th-thank you," he stammered awkwardly, tugging at the hem of the outfit.
Milim bounded over to Rimuru, grinning mischievously as she wrapped an arm around his shoulders. "See, I told you! You look fabulous, Rimuru!" she exclaimed proudly.
A few more admirers voiced their agreement, praising Rimuru's unexpected ability to carry off such a daring outfit. Some even dared to suggest that he looked even better than Milim herself, which earned a playful pout from the Demon Lord.
"Hey now, don't steal my spotlight, Rimuru!" Milim teased, pretending to be offended before breaking into a laugh.
Rimuru chuckled nervously, glad that everyone seemed to be taking it in good humor. However, when Milim threatened to strip to prove she could be even more daring, Rimuru blushed deeply and quickly intervened.
"Alright, alright, Milim, you win," Rimuru conceded hastily, his cheeks burning. "But let's keep it PG, okay?"
Milim burst into laughter at Rimuru's reaction, ruffling his hair affectionately. "You're too easy, Rimuru! But thanks for playing along," she said warmly. But then, Milim grinned mischievously. "Actually, Rimuru, I've been thinking… Wouldn't it be fun if you tried on one of my outfits?" she suggested, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
Rimuru's eyes widened with another deep blush. "Milim, no!"
"Aww, Rimuru, but you would look good in it."
"I said no!"