You were both partnered as undercover agents, as typical.

Infiltrating a more elaborate base required blending in. Hence the elegant attire.

Prior to heading out to the mission, you two were adding the last finishing touches to the getup.

As you stood with your face to the wall, struggling with the waist trainer, you felt two hands gently tighten the strings of your corset. Feeling you startle, there came an amused snicker.

“Relax. It’s just me,” Dazais familiar voice assured.