2.5 KiB
2.5 KiB
| 1 | テキスト | ピクチャID | BGMID | MAPID | コマンドID | コマンドテキスト | コマンド値1 | コマンド値2 | コマンド値3 | コマンド値4 | |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1 | 403_01給仕するミラ.png | 1 | 0 | 0 | 100 | ||
| 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1 | 403_02スカート捲り1.png | 2 | 0 | 0 | 100 | ||
| 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1 | 403_03スカート捲り2.png | 3 | 0 | 0 | 100 | ||
| 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1 | 403_04スカート捲り3.png | 4 | 0 | 0 | 100 | ||
| 6 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1 | 403_05スカート捲り4.png | 5 | 0 | 0 | 100 | ||
| 7 | The noise of chatter seeps through the gap in the door. Drinking in the middle of a Sunday afternoon―what a life. | 999 | 1 | 1502 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 8 | But then again, this is a tavern. It's only natural for drinks to accompany food tastings. | 999 | 1 | 1502 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 9 | The door is locked. It's only logical to prevent customers from mistaking the place as open for business, but it still feels frustrating. | 999 | 1 | 1502 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 10 | Standing by the window, I recall the night Ruma caught me peeking. | 999 | 1 | 147 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 11 | Unlike that time, it's daytime now. Even if I'm in plain view from the street, I can't afford to care about appearances. | 999 | 1 | 147 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 12 | ... | 999 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 13 | The regulars are probably the ones at the large central table. | 999 | 1 | 148 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 14 | In the back, there's Ruma, the man I saw before, and a woman with her back turned. | 999 | 1 | 148 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 15 | And then, there's Mira, moving among the customers. | 999 | 1 | 148 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 16 | Huh? When she left the house, she was in her usual clothes. | 999 | 1 | 148 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 17 | ? | 1 | 1 | 148 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 18 | Did I see wrong with my half-asleep eyes... or did she change into something underneath? | 1 | 1 | 148 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 19 | But for a tasting event, it doesn't seem necessary to wear a serving uniform. | 1 | 1 | 148 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 20 | Mira delivers a mug to a customer. | 999 | 1 | 1501 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 21 | The short length of her skirt reveals an unsettling amount of skin depending on her posture. | 2 | 1 | 1501 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 22 | ! | 3 | 1 | 1501 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 23 | Mira doesn't notice the scheme behind her. | 3 | 1 | 1501 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 24 | Hey! Just as I instinctively placed my hand on the window... | 3 | 1 | 1501 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 25 | Her skirt is lifted high, exposing her skin. | 4 | 1 | 1501 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 26 | And then... | 4 | 1 | 1501 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 27 | Her exposed underwear. Those are the ones I got for Mira in town at her request. | 5 | 1 | 1501 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 28 | Now, they're being exposed to the eyes of other men. | 5 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 29 | ? | 5 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 30 | ...No. | 5 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 31 | To expose them on purpose? | 5 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 32 | That's why the serving uniform... | 5 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 33 | ! | 5 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 34 | There's only one explanation that makes sense. | 5 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 35 | But Mira would never do something like that. | 999 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | ||
| 36 | ... | 999 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |