Ginza, commercial street.

Although Shiina Iori, who has a physical fitness of 20 points, has already reached two to three times the level of a normal middle-aged social animal, he still cannot adapt to this hot summer exclusive ultraviolet ray.

What puzzled him even more was that most people on the street were obviously not as physical as him, but they walked like flying and were full of interest.

The crowds of people merged into the main trunk like streams from the streets divided by skyscrapers, forming a dense crowd of people standing on the pedestrian bridge in front of them that could not be seen at first sight.

Just after taking a few more glances, Shiina Iori had an impulse to have a population phobia about to break out.

The only thing that is fortunate is that because the frequency of head interlacing is too high, most people will not pay too much attention to the appearance of the person next to them when passing by. Therefore, Shiina Iori, who entered the crowd, has a slightly lower return rate than before.

I have to say that this kind of focus of being stared from behind when peeing is really tormenting. Now that it has just dissipated, it actually makes him feel a rare sense of ease.

"Iori! Hold me."

"Let's wait a little less."

"What are you shy about? I don't even care!"

Shiina Iori turned her head and looked at the youthful and beautiful black school uniform beside her, with a high-rise ponytail, and she couldn't help but sit on a little wax for a moment.

Am I shy?

I'm obviously afraid of being targeted by the police!

Although playing games with JK has been common in society, most dirty adults know what's going on.

But that's in private!

If the woman around Iori now looks mature and has heavy makeup, then when she goes out wearing a JK outfit, others may think that the couple is very good at playing.

But like Nagisa, he was as plain as Nagisa, and he only applied his makeup a few times, looking like he couldn't tell whether he was a junior high school student or a high school student... Maybe they couldn't even get into the izakaya.

"What's wrong~?"

Seeing Iori's look of "You play with me, right?", Nagisa suddenly couldn't hold back her smile. She struggled to restrain the corners of her lips that were about to be grinned, and stretched out her small hand openly.

"Don't show the expression of 'I don't want to be arrested for molesting minors'!"

"I'm eighteen years old!"

As if he could see through Shiina Iori's thoughts at first sight, the landlord smiled happily: "It's okay, I'll help you keep an eye on it!"

"Forgive!"

Shiina Iori refused, holding the girl's little hand tightly with her big hand, which caused the landlord to laugh again, allowing the other party to pull her forward aimlessly, holding hands in the crowd, and passing everyone by.

Since I lived with Iori, it seems that it has been a long time since I was hiding around like when I was bad.

As the former landlord lady of a bad girl, she thought in her heart.

But he pretends to be very well-behaved on the surface.

It was only as I walked that I suddenly realized that the direction was a little wrong.

"Hey! Iori."

Nagisa looked around and said, "Where are we going?"

Although the words were questions, the landlord looked at an exquisite couple hotel on Iori's route. The colorful electric lights wrapped in the heart-shaped sign was too eye-catching, so she could see it as soon as she looked up.

"I, Iori?"

"I said I'm eighteen years old, that's not what I mean!"

"Come here for me!"

"Wait a minute!!"

While talking and struggling, Miyahara Nagisa, who pretended to be strongly resisting, was dragged into the couple's hotel, the clothing store next door by Iori.

After entering the door, the landlord who was struggling "very hard" just now was trying to get out of Shiina Iori's single hand suddenly crashed.

I didn't react for a while.

"That, Iori?"

"Buy a new set of clothes."

Shiina Iori looked at the black school uniform of Matsunosaki on Nagisaki with scrutiny, gently rubbing her chin: "After all, when you go out, you don't look like wearing this one. Today I just want you to change to a new one."

"By the way, because it was my payment, please help me choose a reasonable price for Miss Miyahara."

It is related to money. Even if the debt has been paid off, Shiina Iori still uses honorific words with caution.

After hearing what he said, Miyahara Nagisa's big crystal-like bright eyes finally gradually narrowed into two gaps full of disgust like a salted fish.

Sure enough, my expectations for Iori's entrusted were too high.

"well."

"?"

But the old saying goes well, it's all here.

Seeing this, the young landlord did not pick on anything more, but instead walked towards the clothes hanger and began to slowly select the clothes in the store.

The waiter and lady in the store have seen many similar scenes.

In Tokyo, the male population who brings beautiful JK to go shopping and choose clothes can be roughly ranked from eight years old to eighty-eight years old. No matter what age a male species of humanoid science likes beautiful and energetic.

However, out of curiosity about the combination of red and black colors on the short-sleeved pattern of the handsome male college student in front of him, the waiters and ladies with high professionalism started talking to him with great enthusiasm.

Fortunately, Shiina Iori was still in a mess. She took the initiative to follow her in the landlord's murderous sight and accompanied her to carry her clothes one by one.

Choose clothes, choose skirt.

Match, try on.

When the landlord chose clothes, he was different from Shino Sano, who had been a model. He had extremely high fashion and rich matching experience, and he did not wear sports dresses of different colors from Monday to weekends like Lucky.

Like many high school girls, she felt like a lot of clothes she liked at first sight, but she had compared her figure one by one, but she disliked this and that. She took it and tried it on once and threw it aside like a big pig's hooves. The remaining ones that she chose were mostly so-called trendy matching that she occasionally saw in magazines or the Internet.

And trends are the most popular thing.

Looking at Miss JK who was drooping her face just now, she suddenly became energetic. She went to the fitting room one by one, Shiina Iori was so sleepy next to her that she yawned quietly.

I go shopping with my girlfriend, and I’m bored here if I’m bored.

After all, for men, what is fun about the three-dimensional girl dress-up game?

If you have the ability, you can also change to a 2D dynamic background to touch the astringent swimsuit skin!

The majority of male groups are afraid that they would not buy it on the spot.

It has to be said that the huge difference in male-female tendency of "consumption concepts" is often honestly reflected in various krypton gold projects for men and women composed of pure desire.

"Iori."

Just as he was imagining, his imagination was scattered, Shiina Iori heard Nagisa's gentle call from the direction of the fitting room, and the volume was pressed a little low, as if he was a little embarrassed.

"Is this set good-looking?"

"Well, better than the one just now..."

He subconsciously said the cliché of killing women for scumbags, and Shiina Iori cooperated to turn around.

However, as soon as you look directly at the scene in front of you, you will instantly freeze, as if you are completely trapped in a beautiful picture and cannot extricate yourself.

In front of him, the petite girl was wearing a plain snow-white canopy skirt. The lace-edged skirt was quietly spread out under the guidance of gravity, and was supported by the internal steel frame in a circular arc, forming a gorgeous scattered skirt like a princess. The curves outlined by the silk patterned woven and connected covered her slender upper body, spreading to a shallow gully before it was divided into two sides, forming a strapless one-shoulder-like pure white wedding dress.

At this time, Miyahara Nagisa's ponytail was also tied into a simple bun, as if it was because it was too much flesh exposed, or it was a little uncomfortable with the heavy steel ring skirt. The girl nodded slightly and gently twisted the corners of the skirt.

In bud, it is about to bloom.

At this moment, Shiina Iori had to admit that even the huge difference in male and female tendencies, the "consumption concept", is sometimes broken by the beauty that people yearn for.

Just now, or it was promised that after years, it was already immersive...

That moment.

"Okay, does it look good?"

As if she was afraid that she hadn't heard Iori's comments, the landlord repeated it again.

After waiting for a long time, he had not heard a reply. Nagisa finally couldn't help but glared at him.

Unexpectedly, I saw his reaction as soon as I looked up.

He was nodding.

"Pufu."

The girl smiled foolishly when she looked at her stupid appearance.

I have to say that even a scumbag like Shiina Iori will not be able to stop being moved when facing extremely beautiful things at the aesthetic level or the meaning level.

This is probably the magic of the word "like".

No wonder even the collection of fickle and erotic women’s wife’s skins are indispensable for a lot of wedding dresses!

So that's it, I've fully understood.

Just when Shiina Iori had such a life experience, there were suddenly a sudden sensation of strangeness like needles around her.
To be continued...