Chapter 130

Reluctantly, and with her blush becoming more and more prominent, Sofia stripped off the top piece of her armor. And frankly, it was a big increase to the outfit’s attractiveness. Their delving gear wasn’t flattering. Their daily Tenet uniform was more so, to be honest, being thinner and clinging tighter to the body. But their equipment, not so much.

Sofia tossed the garment aside and crossed her arms, leaving her in her sports bra.

“Well?” Jordan asked.

“Yes,” Sofia said, glaring at Natalie, “the bonus went up. I felt it.”

“So removing clothes does work,” Jordan said with a grin. “But, is it a big increase?”

“Certainly doesn’t make up for losing an entire piece of gear.”

“For now,” Jordan said.

“Yes, for now. Natalie did mention she could upgrade skills.”

Jordan’s eyebrows went up in surprise. “She told you that?”

“I pestered her.”

“Even so. She must trust you, then.”

Both Sofia and Jordan looked at her, and Natalie coughed. “I mean, we are teammates.”

Jordan smiled at Sofia, conversing silently with her. Whatever they communicated, it left the pale girl blushing even harder than before.

“Whatever,” Sofia said.

“Sorry to break the news, though,” Jordan said, “But we’re not stopping with just your top. We’re seeing this test through.”

Jordan stepped closer and settled her hands onto Sofia’s waist, making blue eyes widen. Slowly, tentatively, waiting to see if Sofia would protest, Jordan slid her hands onto Sofia’s stomach. The duelist shivered and uncrossed her arms, glancing at Natalie. She didn’t tell Jordan to stop.

“I’m seriously jealous of these,” Jordan said, feeling Sofia up, running her fingers across her bumpy, toned abs. “If I were you, I’d show them off way more. Even without a good reason, like Nat’s skill.”

“W-Well,” Sofia said, flustered under Jordan’s sudden advances. “Thank you. But. There’s not exactly much armor that would let me do so. Even if I wanted to. And it’s rather indiscreet to just go ‘showing off’.”

“And it’s an important place to cover up,” Jordan said amusedly. “Hopefully less so in the future, though. You’ve got an amazing body. It deserves to be on display.”

Sofia didn’t seem sure whether to say thank you to that, or not.

Jordan’s hands slipped up her stomach, then played with the bottom of Sofia’s sports bra. “Now, let’s get this off, too?”

Sofia’s brain seemed to restart a few times at the question, and her eyes flicked between Jordan and Natalie. Natalie watched, heart hammering. Jordan was being even more assertive than Natalie had expected. Then again, why was Natalie surprised? Jordan had made several comments about sharing Sofia with her, and her stunt with sneaking into the bathroom and eavesdropping hadn’t been subtle either.

“We are testing her ability,” Sofia finally said. “But if you think I’m fighting topless in the dungeon, you’re insane.”

“No,” Jordan laughed. “Like you said, we’re just testing. I want to see how much stronger the effect gets with your tits out.” Her lips curled up. “I’m guessing a lot.”

Sofia hesitated, blushed, then peeled off the last piece of her upper outfit, leaving her standing in full delving gear from below the waist. And her top half naked, except for her choker.

Sofia shifted uncomfortably, flushing as Natalie drank in the sight of her bared tits. Small, pale, and perky, seeing Sofia exposed sent a thrill through her. She shifted in her seat, her cock throbbing inside her skirt, growing more difficult to hide by the second. The image was even more compromising with Jordan standing next to Sofia, her side pressed into Sofia’s, an arm wrapped around her waist. Looking at Natalie admire Sofia with a smirk.

“So?” Jordan asked Sofia conspiratorially. “Let me guess. A big increase?”

“Definitely more than before,” Sofia mumbled, looking down and away from Natalie’s eyes. “How far will it go? Is there a maximum?”

“I figure there is,” Jordan said. “But it does only say a ‘minor’ boost.”

“Hmph.” She faced Jordan. Some of her spirit returned. “And why am I the only one undressing? You can help test all of this too, you know. It shouldn’t be just me.”

“You want me to get my tits out, too?” Jordan asked. “Since you asked nicely, I guess that’s fine.”

“S-Shut up.”

“But you have to do it yourself.”

“Myself?”

“Take off whatever you want,” Jordan said. She stepped up to her, then waved up and down her body. “Feel free.”

“Oh,” Sofia said.

Sofia stood there, flushing. Then, her expression resolved, refusing to be taunted. Her hands ventured up and started working away Jordan’s armor.

Soon, Sofia had peeled off Jordan’s upper layer, then her bra, leaving two topless girls standing in front of Natalie. One smirking, satisfied with the whole situation, and the other stalwartly pretending Natalie didn’t exist, blue eyes skittering away.

“You’re right,” Jordan said. “It’s hard to tell how much the boost is, but it’s not small. More than most ‘minor’ boosts, I would think.” She tilted her head. “But not as good as what our gear would normally give us. We’ll have to find a compromise.”

“Like what Ana has,” Sofia muttered darkly.

Jordan nodded. “Skimpy gear. It comes with all the benefits of Natalie’s skill, while being decent armor in its own right. Finding full sets for each of us will be the hard part, though.”

“Unbelievable.” Sofia’s expression indicated the imagery of an entire team dressed in skimpy gear was something she was finding hard to digest.

“Alright,” Jordan said. “Your pants, now.” She didn’t give Sofia time to react to her words before Jordan had already reached out and undone her belt, then started pulling it from the loops. Her pants button followed, and Jordan yanked down, revealing Sofia’s panties.