Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

A salesperson immediately came over, and then she and Shokuhou Misaki whispered for a while before she left.

"What's wrong?"

The two communicated in low voices, and there was still a slight distance between Haramura Makoto and Shokuhou Misaki, so he didn't hear what Shokuhou Misaki was saying.

"It's nothing, I just asked her to call the designer over."

"Although the designs of the clothes here are not bad, if you really want to show off a person's figure, custom-made clothes are the best."

...

Time?

How long did they waste?

The time they both came out couldn't be considered late, but now it was already high noon, scorching hot.

It was evident how much time they had wasted in that store.

"But is this what custom-made clothes are like? It feels more troublesome than buying directly."

He raised his hand to shield his head, his five fingers closed tightly together, to prevent the intense sunlight from penetrating, and Haramura Makoto's voice was not as energetic.

"It's just the first time customizing data, and buying clothes usually isn't easy either."

Shokuhou Misaki took two quick steps to stand under the shade of a tree; this kind of hot weather was also a huge negative buff for her.

"Besides, you boys never pick when you buy clothes, you just grab them, so of course it's fast."

"But, the design drawings you provided earlier were very good, right?"

She opened her bag, took out a parasol, and Shokuhou Misaki waved to Haramura Makoto from under the shade of the tree.

"It seems like it should be pretty good."

Haramura Makoto immediately understood and walked over to take the parasol from Shokuhou Misaki and opened it.

He didn't say anything more about what happened just now, because saying it again would only make him seem too distant.

Although Shokuhou Misaki spent a very, very large sum of money, for Shokuhou Misaki, the thing with the least value in her life was probably money.

It was just a few sets of clothes.

"Where are we going? It shouldn't end here, right?"

He held the parasol over Shokuhou Misaki's head, and the two were side by side.

"Of course, the day is only a little less than a third over."

Shokuhou Misaki intertwined her small hands wrapped in white lace spider silk gloves, and her expression suddenly became a little shy and a little awkward.

"Speaking of which, the weather is very hot today, right?"

"In this hot weather, there is only one activity that can be imagined, right?"

Expectation, all expressions of expectation.

The look of expectation in Shokuhou Misaki's eyes was so full that it was almost overflowing.

She was expecting Haramura Makoto to say the answer she wanted in her heart.

"Hahaha, going to the pool is certainly possible, but the problem is that you probably can't swim at all."

"And even if it's just ordinary water play, in this kind of weather, there will be a lot of people in this kind of place in Academy City, can you stand it?"

No matter how you think about it, the answer is just this one.

When it comes to summer, the least uncomfortable way to play is either to stay in an air-conditioned room or to play in the water.

"About this, you don't have to worry about me."

"I have of course already thought of the perfect solution, and now, compared to worrying about this, there is obviously something else to worry about, right?"

Shokuhou Misaki looked very happy, although she had expected that Haramura Makoto would definitely not deny it.

But the most important itinerary of the day could continue, which was perfect for her.

"Something else?"

"What could it be?"

It was that kind of expectant gaze again, that kind of sparkling eyes again.

"Swimsuit?"

The corner of Haramura Makoto's mouth twitched.

"What, what does that expression mean?"

"The meaning you're giving me with that expression is that you don't seem to have any expectations for my swimsuit."

Shokuhou Misaki directly said the words that he originally wanted to say in his heart for him, but at this moment, his brain suddenly short-circuited, and he didn't realize at all that the surrounding air and atmosphere had completely changed, but instead continued to say to himself:

"In the end, a middle school student with a development below the average level doesn't have anything worth looking forward to."

"But Shokuhou, you are very beautiful, it is normal to have a little flaw."

"And you are still young now, and you will be able to have a little bit more when you grow up, don't be discouraged."

The chattering Haramura Makoto didn't notice at all that clusters of black mist had already enveloped him.

"Hey, can you shut up first."

Chapter 019 Distorted Aesthetics

It should be said! On Shokuhou Misaki's body, Haramura Makoto once again realized how extravagant the lives of these noble young ladies are.

During this holiday, whether it is an indoor swimming pool or an outdoor swimming pool, they are all crowded with people.

Shokuhou Misaki, who doesn't want to be crowded and has always hated this kind of occasion, can never set foot in this kind of place.

But today, the swimming pool is a project that Shokuhou Misaki must experience.

So she brought Haramura Makoto here.

Came to this magnificent-looking villa with an overall architectural style of modern European style.

"Um, is this your family's property?"

"No, it's not."

Shokuhou Misaki shook her finger, stood at the gate of the villa entrance, took out the remote control from her handbag, and pressed it casually.

Only a few seconds passed.

The originally quiet villa immediately rang with a burst of noisy footsteps.

Facing them was a girl wearing Tokiwadai's school uniform, with gray-purple curly hair, and about ten maids walked out in a mighty manner.

"I'm very sorry, Queen, for keeping you waiting."

The purple-haired girl had just stood in front of Shokuhou Misaki when she immediately gave a sincere bow of apology.

"Don't worry about it."

"It's also because I just notified you, compared to this, are you all ready?"

The iron gate slowly opened to the left and right, and Shokuhou Misaki also waved her small hand, indicating that the purple-haired girl in front of her didn't need to worry at all.

"Although it's a bit rushed, everything is ready."

"Then, this is the guest that you wanted to invite, Queen?"

The purple-haired girl's sight shifted to Haramura Makoto's body, and a pair of gray eyes reflected Haramura Makoto's figure full of curiosity.

As the number two figure in the Shokuhou faction, Kinoue, who is often by Shokuhou Misaki's side.

It was the first time since she met Shokuhou Misaki that she saw Shokuhou Misaki's appearance last night.

A self-conscious, incoherent, affectionate look.

Just like a girl in love.

So she was very curious, very curious about who it was that could make the Queen she served show such a state.

"Runko, at this time, it would be more polite to introduce yourself first, right?"

Before Haramura Makoto could reply, Shokuhou Misaki took over the conversation first, but taking it over was not an introduction, but a reprimand.

"Ah, I'm really sorry, it was rude of me."

Hokaze Runko immediately realized her mistake and reorganized her demeanor.

"Tokiwadai Middle School, first year, Hokaze Runko, is the Queen's follower."

"Haramura Makoto, Miss Shokuhou's friend, sorry for the intrusion today."

A very normal superficial way of getting to know each other, under Shokuhou Misaki's intervention, the two didn't have much more conversation, and Hokaze Runko left with all the maids in this villa.

Bypassing the front door and courtyard of the villa, they came to the backyard from the side of the villa.

The purpose of him and Shokuhou Misaki coming here today came into view.

The backyard, which was the size of a football field, had a swimming pool that occupied about half of it.

There were seven or eight lounge chairs around the swimming pool, and each table next to each lounge chair had already been placed with cut fruit platters and iced juice.

As for the top of the swimming pool, half of the area was covered by a large parasol.

"This is Runko's villa."

"Although I can also use my house, the swimming pool in my villa is not as spacious as Runko's, so I thought it would be better to borrow her house."

She leisurely walked to the front of the lounge chair and sat down, gracefully picked up the juice on the table and took a sip.

It has been said before that almost all the young ladies from all over the world study at Tokiwadai.

They sent their daughters to this city, of course, not completely ignoring them.

Almost every family will have a certain degree of cooperation with Academy City, or is sending their daughter here a part of showing the sincerity of cooperation?

In short, with such a relationship, every inch of land in Academy City is worth a lot of money, and they will also leave a piece of land for them.

As for why Shokuhou Misaki and Hokaze Runko don't go home.

This is Tokiwadai's school rules, there is no need to say more.

"It's a very nice place, in this kind of place, even if your swimming progress is very slow, no one will laugh at you."

"Who said I chose here because of this problem."

"Choosing here is just because it's quiet, do you understand quiet? I will definitely learn it quickly."

Usually calm and collected, this is how she, the number one mental type ability user in Academy City, should be.

But after meeting this man, she really couldn't control her emotions.

Shokuhou Misaki straightened her neck, and stubbornly refused to admit it.

"Forget it, I'm going to change into a swimsuit first."

"Just change here directly."

The possibility of learning to swim is of course extremely low, but it doesn't matter if you can't learn this kind of thing at all.

The point is her swimsuit.

She must correct this man's distorted aesthetic today.

Clutching the small bag marked with the『BALANEAIRE』brand, Shokuhou Misaki walked into the villa with her neck raised like a peacock.

"Trouble."

Haramura Makoto, who was helplessly complaining, picked up the bag beside him and walked towards the simple changing room by the pool.

...

"So, clearly it's just changing a swimsuit."

"You don't even need to put on makeup, why does it take so long."

He was leisurely lying on the lounge chair, and the juice on the table was replaced cup after cup, and now Haramura Makoto was really unspeakably comfortable.

The time he took to change into a swimsuit was much easier, one take off and one set, the overall time for changing clothes did not exceed three seconds.