Ten minutes later.
Yuki Suou came out of the first-floor bathroom.
Usually poised and magnanimous, one might even say audacious, she looked down at her clothes and, for a rare change, became a little hesitant.
It wasn't that wearing something a bit suggestive was so unacceptable to her... After all, it was just for him to see.
By now, Yuki Suou had to admit to herself that she cared about Fumiya Jin... it wouldn't even be an exaggeration to say she was starting to like him...
So, if it was just a matter of wearing clothes he liked, even if they were a little suggestive, as a small reward for him, then it didn't seem like a big deal.
But!
As the saying goes.
Afraid he won't come, and yet afraid he'll get carried away.
Yuki Suou was quite confident. She had just looked in the mirror after changing into this outfit, and she felt Fumiya Jin would definitely like it. So she wasn't afraid he wouldn't be interested...
Then... the only thing left to fear was him getting carried away. This was his home, after all.
He wouldn't suddenly pounce on me, would he.
Although she admitted she did like him a little... But even if she liked him, shouldn't there be a process of confession, dating, going on dates, and then gradually escalating physical intimacy?
If he pushed her down right away, she'd be at a total loss... Besides, it would make her, a proper young lady, seem completely unreserved, as if she could be taken so easily. No matter how you looked at it, it would be a bit embarrassing.
So, before walking into the living room, Yuki Suou hesitated for a few seconds...
But in the end, she convinced herself.
"He's probably not that kind of person. Last time, he was under the control of my skill and still managed to pull back from the brink. He probably won't go too far this time either."
"And as he said, if he were really that kind of lecherous guy, his bed would probably already be crowded with people. He wouldn't have time to come and mess with me."
"He probably just wants to tease me, hmph... You want to see this young lady get shy and flustered? I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed."
With that thought, Yuki Suou regained her usual energy, and a confident, self-assured smile returned to her lips.
She strode into the living room.
Fumiya Jin, who was sitting by the coffee table, heard the footsteps and looked up at her. When he saw the girl's appearance, his eyes couldn't help but light up.
Yuki Suou's delicate features and cute face were already well-known and needed no further description. But the standard Shuchiin uniform she usually wore clearly did her figure an injustice, failing to perfectly showcase her assets.
At this moment, a light and flimsy little-devil-style sheer slip dress barely managed to wrap around her slender yet curvaceous body. The opaque material only covered the critical areas in the form of a bandeau and boyshorts.
As for the rest—her collarbones, shoulders, flat and fair stomach, and a pair of slender, long, fair, and delectable legs—were either shrouded in a thin black gauze or exposed to the air for anyone to admire freely.
Additionally, she wore creatively mismatched stockings on her legs: one black stocking with a garter, and one white stocking with a playful cat-ear pattern, adding a touch of mischief and allure to her look.
Fumiya Jin only needed one glance to feel as if the air temperature had risen slightly.
"How is it? Captivated at first sight?" Yuki Suou noticed Fumiya Jin's gaze linger for a moment. She immediately chuckled to herself and said with some pride.
Fumiya Jin quietly admired her for a few seconds, then nodded seriously. "Yeah, it looks good."
"Huh?" Yuki Suou was slightly taken aback, not expecting the usually somewhat tsundere Fumiya Jin to be so honest and direct this time. "Really?"
"Yes, quite good," Fumiya Jin said, stroking his chin. "It's almost on par with Mashiro in her cat-girl cosplay..."
"Huh?!" Yuki Suou froze, her expression changing slightly. "What... are you talking about? Cat-girl cosplay... Mashiro?"
"Alright, just pretend I didn't say anything," Fumiya Jin said, shaking his head. "Okay, I'm done admiring. Miss Suou, you can go to the bathroom and change back now."
Yuki Suou was just about to press him on the matter of 'why Fumiya Jin had seen Mashiro in her cat-girl cosplay'. But upon hearing his words, she was shocked again, so much so that she forgot about her previous question.
"What? Change back? I can change back?"
"Yeah," Fumiya Jin nodded. "Our agreement was that you'd wear a cosplay for me to see, right? You've worn it, I've seen it, and it does look great. So the agreement is fulfilled. You can change your clothes and go home now."
"Go home??" Yuki Suou was even more astonished. "You mean... I... I can leave now?"
"Yeah, what else?"
"HUH???"
Yuki Suou's eyes flew wide open. She stared at Fumiya Jin for several seconds, taking a few deep breaths.
Relying on the emotional control drilled into her since childhood as an elite scion, she didn't completely lose her composure.
Then... she seemed to figure something out and shot Fumiya Jin a cross glare. "You, you're playing hard to get with me, aren't you! You think by pretending you're not interested, you can provoke my competitive spirit and make me throw myself at you to prove my charm, all to satisfy your own wounded pride? What kind of easily-fooled little idiot do you take me for?"
"Clever!" Fumiya Jin clapped his hands, then continued with a calm expression. "You've seen right through me, I can't help it... I can't fool you, so you should go."
"You..." Yuki Suou snorted lightly. "You really think I can't bear to leave?"
"Be my guest," said Fumiya Jin. "I have things to do later, so I don't have time to entertain you. You should hurry home and get some rest. Don't forget, we have to enter the Samsara Game together this weekend, so you need to be well-rested. We'll sort out the specific meeting time over the phone."
"Fine, fine, fine," Yuki Suou nodded, acting as if she wasn't falling for it at all. "I'll go then! Just you don't regret it."
With that, she turned and walked towards the bathroom, looking as if she was going to change back into her clothes and then leave.
Creaak—
The bathroom door was opened by her. She entered the bathroom, closing the door with a bang. It seemed she was already changing.
But Fumiya Jin didn't move a muscle, just sitting there, picking up his glass and taking another sip of water.
Have to drink plenty of water, stay hydrated. The exertion later is going to be significant.
One second.....
Two seconds...
Three seconds.
Four seconds.
"Bang!—"
The bathroom door was violently thrown open. The girl's figure rushed towards the living room at high speed. In such a short time, she obviously didn't have a chance to change out of anything.
Little Devil Yuki Suou arrived in front of Fumiya Jin, her fair hand grabbing Fumiya Jin's collar. "Hey! You bastard!! What do you take this young lady for, you asshole, am I someone you can just summon and dismiss at will!!!"
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