Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

Originally looking around, Haramura Makoto's gaze suddenly stopped at a certain spot.

It was a very obvious hook that had just been installed, and hanging on the hook was a piece of black lace, a rather provocative-looking bra.

Of course, none of this was very important. What was important was that the size of this bra was quite astonishing.

Just by visual estimation, it was a size that couldn't be gripped even with a fully opened hand.

The person who could wear this must be very confident in their size, otherwise it would just be a laughingstock.

"Ah—"

Stella's scream suddenly came from outside the door.

Haramura Makoto, who fully realized what was happening, immediately shifted his gaze and focused on the mirror.

"Whoosh—"

The bathroom door was yanked open with a whoosh, and a streak of bright red darted up, then leaped high.

Even with his back turned, Haramura Makoto could clearly hear the sound of something being torn down.

"You, you didn't see anything, did you?"

Stella's completely flushed face was clearly reflected in the mirror, and her trembling voice could be heard very clearly.

"See what?"

"And what's wrong? Why is your face so red?"

Feeling that the time was about right, Haramura Makoto turned around, looked at Stella, who had almost shrunk into a ball, and asked softly.

"It, it's nothing. It's fine if you didn't see anything..."

"Take your time washing up."

Maintaining this hunched posture, Stella rushed out of the bathroom and slammed the door shut.

"Seriously!"

"So I said, living with a girl is a very troublesome thing."

……

"Seriously, I wonder if he saw it."

Wearing a pink nightgown with the skirt hem at knee-length, Stella rubbed her hands together, and her two ivory-white calves were also rubbing against each other. These actions were enough to show that Stella's mood was very uneasy.

And the place her gaze was drifting towards was always her closet.

"Sorry, I took so long washing up. I got a little dirty."

Haramura Makoto was wearing the white bathrobe hanging in the bathroom, and he was using a towel to wipe his wet hair.

The delicate facial contours were like knife carvings, the dark brown short curly hair was scattered casually, and clear water droplets ran across his Adam's apple, flowing onto Haramura Makoto's half-naked chest, which was not completely buttoned up.

Unconsciously, Stella was a little dazed.

"Cough, cough, you should probably button up a bit more."

Realizing her gaffe, Stella averted her gaze from Haramura Makoto, her face red, and said.

"Ah, sorry."

After a hasty rubdown, Haramura Makoto quickly buttoned up his chest, not caring whether his hair was completely dry.

Probably a feeling of regret.

Even though she was the one who reminded him, Stella still had a feeling of regret.

"It's okay."

"So, can we talk now? Where did you go just now? How did you get yourself so dirty and messy?"

"You didn't even have that many marks after fighting me just now."

Speaking of this, Stella didn't care about being shy anymore; her eyes were full of curiosity.

"Ah, that."

"I just got thoroughly drilled by an expired loli and got beaten black and blue."

Haramura Makoto smiled wryly and sat directly on his chair.

"Is it Yasha Hime?"

Almost instantly, Stella came to the correct answer.

"If it's Yasha Hime, then losing can be considered normal."

"But is the difference really that big? You beat me so easily."

Without asking why Haramura Makoto was fighting Yasha Hime, Stella was just purely curious about the answer to this result.

"Yeah, it's like the difference between an adult and a child."

"And, really, there should be a gap between me and you, Stella."

Haramura Makoto also didn't expect that Nishikyo Ninon's so-called teaching method would be a little rough; it was really that rough.

There was absolutely no explanation or guidance.

She just kept attacking him and kept beating him.

Letting him understand everything in battle, letting him learn how to use magic in battle.

"What does that mean?"

Sometimes, frankly accepting one's own shortcomings is also a kind of tempering for oneself.

What's more, there was no need to hide it in the first place, so Haramura Makoto told her everything about the little tricks he played on Stella in the battle just now.

"So, if you knew more about me, Stella, I definitely wouldn't be able to win."

"Really—"

She wasn't angry at all; what Stella showed was disbelief.

There was no way she could connect Haramura Makoto, who was so at ease in the battle with her just now, with the person Haramura Makoto had just described.

"There's no doubt it's true."

"That's why I need to be drilled."

He got up, took out the instant coffee he had just bought the day before yesterday, and made a cup for Stella as well.

"How is it? Is the fantasy a little shattered? A little cunning."

"No... no, no..."

Stella shook her head quickly, as if expressing her dissatisfaction with Haramura Makoto's evaluation of her just now.

"Why say cunning? This is clearly a manifestation of your combat intelligence!"

"Tch—"

"Seriously, what did you make me say!"

Stella's face, having suddenly realized what she said, immediately turned red, and she shouted loudly at Haramura Makoto without any persuasiveness.

"Sorry, sorry."

Haramura Makoto waved his hand quickly, and a faint smile couldn't help but escape from the corner of his mouth.

"But it's good as long as Stella doesn't mind."

She really is a very proud but insincere girl.

Although this kind of proud girl is no longer in fashion, it must be said that this kind of Stella can still show her own unique charm.

But Haramura Makoto has no other thoughts at all right now.

He has other things to say.

(White Yasha, you should be appearing now.)

Immersed in his own subconscious, Haramura Makoto called out White Yasha's name.

(Kid, I'm here.)

Unlike last time, White Yasha responded very quickly this time.

(With just the simplest physical contact, I can be sure.)

(What specific method to use is up to you to decide.)

"Why are you silent? I don't mind."

In the few seconds that Haramura Makoto was immersed in chatting with White Yasha, Stella was a little anxious.

She thought she had said something a little too much just now.

Now she completely disregarded her shyness and shook her head quickly.

"And, and..."

"If it's incredibly difficult to improve from 80 points to 90 points on a test."

"But it's the easiest period to improve from 0 points to 50 points."

"I was like that at that time. When I just awakened my ability and exercised every day, the speed of my growth was very fast."

"So don't be discouraged. I believe you can definitely break my defense after a few days of training."

"If you're not satisfied with Yasha Hime's training, I can help you every day..."

Stella said to Haramura Makoto in a flustered, gesticulating manner.

She was like a flustered child, explaining to an adult in a helpless manner when she had done something wrong.

"I know, I know!"

Haramura Makoto smiled and reached out to put his hand on Stella's head.

"I'm not angry because of what you said. I can understand Stella's concern for me, and I know what you're saying."

"But—"

"If we look at the results of the last time, if my ability to control magic catches up and I can break your defense, Stella, you might lose very badly in the next battle."

Stella was completely stunned, completely stunned by Haramura Makoto's words just now.

At this moment, Haramura Makoto's face became hateful again in Stella's eyes.

That's right, if this man continues to become stronger so easily, wouldn't I be doomed to lose next time?

"Who, who would just lose like that..."

Sticking out her neck, her white neck was completely filled with a faint cherry-pink color, Stella was completely stubborn.

Whether it was one-sided or not, Stella herself knew best.

Concept-based interference abilities are inherently stronger than natural-based interference abilities; this is already a fixed perception.

Specifically, for example, the invincible Yasha Hime Nishikyo Ninon, who manipulated a natural-based interference ability of 'gravity manipulation,' directly fizzled out when she encountered Shinguuji Kurono, who had awakened her ability for a year and used temporal cause-and-effect interference abilities.

The almost one-sided battle caused Nishikyo Ninon to fall into a lifelong pursuit of Shinguuji Kurono from then on.

So, will I also be like this?

From then on, falling into a lifelong pursuit of this man.

(But this way, it seems not bad?)

"Stella, Stella?"

Haramura Makoto's two consecutive calls awakened Stella from her fantasy state.

"What's wrong!"

Stella woke up suddenly.

Although it was only a few seconds of distraction, Stella still felt that she should have overlooked a lot of things, otherwise this hand wouldn't have appeared in front of her.

After all, what does this hand mean?

"Although this seems a bit abrupt, I wonder if I could shake hands with Princess Stella; I have something I need to confirm."

"Ha, what does that mean?"