"What are you doing with your hand?!"
Juju turned her head and glared, embarrassed.
Amamiya Natsuki said innocently,
"I'm helping to scrub your back."
Juju: "Is that your back?"
Amamiya Natsuki said sincerely, "I'm sorry, I didn't distinguish between front and back just now..."
"Die!!"
Upon hearing this, Juju instantly bristled with anger, grinding her silver teeth as she lunged to bite.
Fortunately, Amamiya Natsuki reacted quickly, decisively covering Juju's lips with his own to avoid being bitten.
In any case, the two of them played around in the bathroom for half an hour before finally finishing their bath, and then Amamiya Natsuki transformed into a Leg Attachment, being carried out of the bathroom by Juju.
"Sister, you're out?"
The younger sister sat on the sofa, fanning herself while watching TV.
Through Juju's perspective, Amamiya Natsuki finally saw what the younger sister looked like.
Very well-behaved.
Her soft, delicate expression made her seem very well-behaved.
And then there was... the moon was so big.
Kaguya, Hayasaka, plus Juju, the three of them combined probably wouldn't be as big as Juju's younger sister, junior high students nowadays develop too exaggeratedly!
"I'm done washing," Juju said, her small face flushed, wrapped in a white bath towel, as she tousled her hair, "Shinju, you go take a bath."
"Okay," the junior high sister softly agreed, then tilted her head curiously, "Why is Sister holding clothes?"
Because those were Stupid Natsuki's clothes, they definitely couldn't be left in the bathroom!
"That... when I was bathing, I found a tear in the clothes," Juju's gaze drifted, "I'm going to take them back to the room and mend them with needle and thread."
The younger sister didn't doubt her: "Then I'll go take a bath first."
"Go on, go on."
Juju took the clothes into her room, closed the door, and only then completely relaxed, then lifted her bath towel and looked at the Leg Attachment on her thigh, whispering:
"You can change back now."
A faint light flashed on the Leg Attachment, and then Amamiya Natsuki appeared out of thin air.
Juju's gaze swept over Amamiya Natsuki, her small face slightly flushed, and she tossed the clothes in her hand over, turning her head away with disdain:
"Hurry up and get dressed, then leave."
Amamiya Natsuki caught the clothes, placed them on the chair, and then casually said:
"I'll put them on after the moisture on my body dries; it's uncomfortable to wear clothes now... I'm thirsty, go get me a glass of water."
"Huh?" Juju widened her eyes and looked over, "You actually dare to order me around?"
Amamiya Natsuki said unhurriedly:
"Alright, actually, I just wanted to rinse my mouth, after all, I just drank Juju's..."
"Shut up!!!" Juju's small face instantly flushed crimson, steam furiously pouring from the top of her head, and she jumped up to cover Amamiya Natsuki's mouth, both shy and angry, "Forget everything that just happened! Don't mention a single word of it again!"
Amamiya Natsuki sat on the chair and smiled:
"Then it depends on Juju's performance."
Juju: "..."
"You just wait!"
Shyly glaring at Amamiya Natsuki, Juju reluctantly walked out of the room to pour water.
Not long after, Juju came in holding a glass of ice water, walked up to Amamiya Natsuki, extended the glass, and lightly snorted:
"Drink it quickly."
Amamiya Natsuki took a sip, then said:
"The water is too cold."
"Nonsense," Juju retorted, rolling her eyes, "This is ice water, of course it's cold."
"I have a sensitive stomach, I can't drink ice water," Amamiya Natsuki said, spouting nonsense with a straight face.
"So troublesome, I'll go get you a glass of hot water," Juju puffed out her cheeks, turning to leave the room.
"No need for hot water," Amamiya Natsuki said, "Juju, warm it up and then feed it to me."
Juju looked over in confusion:
"How do I warm it?"
Amamiya Natsuki's gaze shifted downwards, landing on Juju's pink, moist lips: "It's actually very simple..."
"Bastard!"
Juju blinked, quickly realizing Amamiya Natsuki's intention.
Excuses, all excuses!
Saying the water was too cold, when it actually didn't matter at all, he just wanted her to feed him mouth-to-mouth, right!
"If you don't drink it, then don't," Juju bit her small silver teeth, shyly saying, "Don't even think about me feeding you!"
Amamiya Natsuki sighed, and said faintly:
"I still remember that morning, in the bathroom, Juju pressing down on my shoulders..."
"Shut up!!"
Juju could no longer bear it, and kicked Amamiya Natsuki, after all, she was thin-skinned and couldn't withstand the onslaught of shame; some things could be done, but not spoken, hearing it made her want to die of shame and indignation.
Helpless, Juju could only raise the glass, drink a mouthful herself, then stand on tiptoe and lean towards Amamiya Natsuki's mouth.
Gulp gulp~
Amamiya Natsuki pursed his lips and smiled:
"It's really not that cold anymore, have another sip."
Juju wiped her lips with the back of her hand, her bright eyes filled with indignation: "Stupid Natsuki, don't push your luck! Do you believe I'll kick you!"
Unfortunately, she had no deterrent power.
While her mouth spoke of hitting him, her body was quite honest, and she soon took another sip of water, then stood on tiptoe and obediently leaned towards Amamiya Natsuki's mouth.
Amamiya Natsuki said contentedly: "One more sip."
Juju: "You shut up!"
"..."
Just like that, a glass of ice water was quietly finished without realizing it.
Amamiya Natsuki didn't tease Juju anymore, quickly put on his shirt, and then said:
"There's only one last thing left..."
"You've had enough!" Juju cautiously retreated half a step, covering her body with both hands, both shy and angry, "Shinju is still at home! What if she hears us!"
Hey, hey, what do you think I'm going to do?
I won't let you make strange noises!
"Don't overthink it," Amamiya Natsuki reached out to comfort her, saying gently, "Don't worry, your sister is at home, I definitely won't do anything excessive."
Juju's eyes showed disdain:
"What just happened was already way over the line, okay."
Amamiya Natsuki whispered:
"You clearly enjoyed drinking it too..."
Juju was filled with indignation: "Shine!"
"It's actually about the clothes," Amamiya Natsuki caught Juju's small fist, "Marin said to try on the clothes to see if they fit, and if there are any unsuitable parts, we can improve them in time."
Juju said, half-believing, half-doubting:
"Just trying on clothes? No other things?"
"Of course," Amamiya Natsuki guaranteed, "Your sister is at home, I promise I won't take advantage of you."
"...Tch."
Juju quickly relaxed; although Stupid Natsuki was lewd and shameless, with a head full of lewd things, he always kept his word. Since he said he wouldn't take advantage of her anymore, there was no need to worry about making too much noise and attracting her sister.
"You go out," Juju pointed with her hand, "I'll change clothes."
Amamiya Natsuki raised an eyebrow slightly:
"Are you sure you want me to go out?"
Juju: "..."
Going out was definitely not an option; what if her sister happened to come out and Stupid Natsuki set his sights on her, that would be troublesome.
Helpless, Juju could only change clothes inside the room.
Of course, she still had to warn him; Juju turned her head and glared:
"Close your eyes, no peeking."
"Understood."
Amamiya Natsuki raised his hands and closed his eyes.
But after a short while, Juju felt a gaze on her, and she turned her head to see Amamiya Natsuki staring at her intently, instantly flaring up in anger, gritting her silver teeth and saying:
"You said you wouldn't peek?"
"I thought about it carefully..." Amamiya Natsuki smiled, "Looking openly shouldn't count as peeking, right?"
Juju: "...Shameless!"
Facing a guy with a thicker skin than bulletproof glass, Juju had no choice but to blush and huffily avert her gaze, then tear open the express package.
This was a complete set of cosplay clothes custom-ordered online by Marin; because the money was in place, the quality was also in place, and the texture of the clothes was quite good. In addition, there were also tails, ears, and wigs inside, and even colored contacts and eyelash extensions, in short, it was exceptionally complete.
"You close your eyes."
Juju instructed again, then turned around and started changing clothes in the corner.
As for whether Amamiya Natsuki would peek... she couldn't care that much; if she didn't change clothes, Stupid Natsuki would definitely shamelessly refuse to leave, so changing clothes early and getting him to leave early was the urgent matter.
Amamiya Natsuki naturally admired her openly from the side.
A moment later.
The ice wolf tribe girl Setsuna appeared in the room in an instant.
Amamiya Natsuki's eyes lit up slightly, and he praised:
"Super cute."
"Hmph~"
Faced with the compliment, Juju merely snorted lightly, wanting to show indifference, but the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl upwards slightly.
Amamiya Natsuki then said:
"Forget the colored contacts, put on the tail too."
"So troublesome..."
Juju complained with her mouth, but her body was quite honest, reaching out to pick up the fluffy tail and beginning to put it on.
"I always feel like something is missing..." Amamiya Natsuki propped his chin, his gaze surveying Juju, then suddenly snapped his fingers, "How about we take a picture of Setsuna's famous painting?"
Juju didn't react for a moment: "What's that?"
Amamiya Natsuki whispered:
"Setsuna caught..."
"Pfft!"
Juju finally knew what the famous painting was, her small face quickly flushed, and she clenched her small fists in shame and anger, shouting murderously:
"You give me a break!"
Click.
Amamiya Natsuki raised his phone and took a picture.
"Snapshot successful," Amamiya Natsuki said with satisfaction, "What was missing was this super fierce expression."
Juju: "..."
After taking a few more instant photos for appreciation, Amamiya Natsuki finally bid farewell.
"Your cold seems to have completely recovered." Before leaving, Amamiya Natsuki said at the door, "Don't forget to go to the anime convention together tomorrow, otherwise I'll have to come visit again."
"Shut up." Juju pushed him with both hands, "I'll go, just don't you come over."
Is that really visiting?
It's clearly just teasing!
After seeing Amamiya Natsuki off, Juju breathed a sigh of relief, pattering back to her room in her little bunny slippers, then flopped onto the bed, burying her small face in the pillow.
Stupid Natsuki and Marin did that kind of thing last night, and she had clearly decided not to bother with him anymore, but her body just wouldn't listen, doing whatever he said...
So spineless.
Absolutely spineless!
It's all Stupid Natsuki's fault!
But... if Marin can do it, maybe I can too?
At this thought, Juju's small face suddenly flushed, her legs pressed tightly together, and she rolled around on the bed, hugging the pillow.
Amamiya Natsuki walked out of the apartment building and headed towards Marin's house.
No words were exchanged along the way.
Upon returning to Marin's house and entering the genkan, he saw a pink-haired girl sitting on the sofa, her smile bright and sweet; it was Tsubame.
"Natsuki-kun, good morning~"
Koyasu Tsubame waved happily.
Amamiya Natsuki nodded in response:
"Tsubame-senpai, good morning."
Kitagawa Marin handed over a glass of ice water and asked:
"Natsuki, how is Juju doing?"
"Just a small cold, no need to worry." Amamiya Natsuki said casually, "I treated Juju a bit, and she should be fully recovered by tomorrow."
"That's good." Kitagawa Marin clenched her right fist and raised it high, "Tsubame is here too, and she just tried on Freya's outfit. It feels super suitable."
Amamiya Natsuki looked at Tsubame upon hearing this, and said with a subtle tone:
"It's indeed very suitable, a similar magnetic field."
Koyasu Tsubame's pretty face flushed. She also remembered being taken advantage of by Amamiya Natsuki when she cosplayed Freya at home before, and secretly gave Amamiya Natsuki a sidelong glance, saying sweetly:
"I haven't been to an anime convention before. Are we going now?"
"That's right, we're going now." Kitagawa Marin put her right hand on her hip, her action power always at full capacity. "The content of the anime convention is different every day. Besides me, it seems no one else has been there, so it's a good chance to experience the enthusiasm of the anime convention."
Sayu had no objections and raised her hand with a smile, saying:
"Count me in."
Komi, however, stammered softly:
"Th-that..."
Amamiya Natsuki looked at Shoko and asked:
"What does Shoko want to say?"
"..."
Upon meeting Amamiya Natsuki's gaze, the the timid girl's pretty face suddenly flushed, and she quickly lowered her head to look at her toes, not speaking anymore.
"Eh?"
Tsubame was slightly startled and couldn't help but cast a questioning look at Amamiya Natsuki.
"Natsuki-kun, what did you do to Shoko?"
Amamiya Natsuki said seriously:
"I didn't do anything."
"Liar." Koyasu Tsubame raised her hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and gave him a look. "If you didn't do anything, Shoko wouldn't be like this."
Hey, hey, this is really a false accusation. I really didn't do anything, and I still don't know why Shoko would possess me for no reason!
"Alright, I did something that can't be said in public." Amamiya Natsuki leaned close to Tsubame and whispered, "Tsubame, come to my place tonight, and I'll tell you in detail."
"Pfft~"
Tsubame's pretty face flushed, and she quickly took half a step back: "Suddenly I'm not interested anymore. Goodbye."
"..."
After a quick tidy-up, the group left Marin's house, went downstairs, and took the train to the anime convention.
No words were exchanged along the way.
The group arrived at the anime convention center led by Marin.
Tsubame exclaimed:
"So many people!"
Amamiya Natsuki complained:
"The number of people is simply like trash."
As far as the eye could see, there was a sea of bobbing heads, a dense mass of people everywhere, mainly young people ranging from their teens to their thirties and forties. elementary school student and white-haired old men were almost nowhere to be seen. In addition, many evil spirits were mixed in the crowd.
Amamiya Natsuki even saw a few otaku evil spirits; even though they had become evil spirits, their clothes were still cheering uniforms.
"It's so hot." Sayu asked confusedly, "It's so hot, and they're queuing outside. Don't they feel the sun?"
"This is the power of faith." Kitagawa Marin put her hands on her hips and raised her chin, saying, "They all came for their faith, and they will endure no matter how hot it is."
"I understand." Sayu blinked, covered her lips with her hand, and whispered into Amamiya Natsuki's ear, "It's like Master is my faith. For Master, anything is fine."
Hey, hey, that's not faith, that's a distorted personality!
"There's still a lot of space inside the exhibition center, and all kinds of doujinshi and works are sold inside." Kitagawa Marin's eyes sparkled. "The exhibition center is super big. How about we split up, find the works we like, and then meet up in an hour?"
Everyone readily agreed to this suggestion.
Shopping separately is actually more relaxed. They're not elementary school student, so there's no need to move together.
"Natsuki?"
Several girls all looked at Amamiya Natsuki, apparently wanting to act with him.
"I'll go with Shoko." Amamiya Natsuki looked at Shoko and said casually, "If she goes alone, I always feel like she'll get lost."
Seeing everyone's gaze fall on her, Shoko quickly looked at her toes and then shook her head continuously.
Kitagawa Marin nodded:
"That makes sense, Shoko alone is indeed very worrying."
Sayu followed up:
"Natsuki-sama, please take good care of Shoko and don't let Shoko get lost."
Tsubame gave him a light sidelong glance and then said:
"Shoko really needs someone to take care of her. I heard that there are many people selling goods at the anime convention, and Shoko can't refuse others. If she goes alone, I always feel like she'll buy a lot of useless goods."
Amamiya Natsuki sighed:
"You understand Shoko too well."
Komi: "..."
Everyone quickly dispersed.
Amamiya Natsuki looked at Shoko and extended his right hand, saying:
"Give me your hand."
The the timid girl's pretty face flushed. There were people all around, so she didn't dare to speak at all. She could only shake her head, expressing that she could walk alone.
"There are so many people. If you get lost, you'll never be found again." Amamiya Natsuki forcefully took Shoko's right hand and then said, "Let's walk around outside first, watch those cosplay performances, and then go into the exhibition center."
Facing the arrangement, the the timid girl naturally had no objections.
Rather, when she was with Amamiya Natsuki, it didn't matter where they went; she would feel very safe as long as she followed behind Amamiya Natsuki.
Amamiya Natsuki led Shoko and walked forward. Not long after, he saw a place that was packed to the brim, with countless people gathered in a circle. Some were holding phones, some were holding cameras, and they were taking photos with clicking sounds.
Seeing this scene, Komi couldn't help but cast a curious glance.
Amamiya Natsuki looked at Shoko, his gaze lingering slightly on the girl's black pantyhose.
In such hot weather, you're still wearing pantyhose. You really are a pantyhose fetishist, aren't you!
But it's just right now.
"Let's see what's inside."
With a slight effort, Amamiya Natsuki lifted the the timid girl, letting Shoko sit on his shoulders.
"Mm..."
Komi let out a soft cry, quickly covered her skirt, and then nervously hugged Amamiya Natsuki's neck.
"Sit still, don't move around." Amamiya Natsuki stood on his tiptoes and looked inside. A cute girl came into view. "It's Lycoris Recoil... I don't know the cosplayer, but she should be a popular cosplayer."
"G-get down..."
Being watched by curious gazes from all directions, the the timid girl's pretty face flushed, and she quickly called out softly.
Amamiya Natsuki put Shoko down and then said:
"That girl isn't as cute as Shoko. If Shoko did the same cosplay, she would definitely be more popular than her."
"N-no!"
The the timid girl's body trembled, and she shook her head frantically, so scared that her face turned pale.
Being surrounded by so many males and having 'click-click' photos taken of her, for a socially anxious girl, it was clearly more terrifying than encountering an evil spirit.