"Um, Yumiko, aren't you holding on a little too tightly?"
Shirai Mio looked at the delighted Miura Yumiko beside her. Having her arm hugged like this did feel pretty nice, but their posture was drawing far too much attention from everyone around them.
"Nope. I think this is just right."
Miura Yumiko smiled brightly. After all, this was exactly how Shirai Mio had taught her in the past. She was merely putting Mio's own lessons into practice.
Shirai Mio suddenly regretted teaching Miura Yumiko all that random stuff back then.
Fortunately, she was thick-skinned enough that even being stared at did not provoke much of a reaction.
All she had to do was pretend she did not notice.
Before Shirai Mio could finish sorting out her thoughts, Miura Yumiko pulled her into a clothing store beside them.
Whenever she went shopping with Miura Yumiko, they came to places like this almost every time. With a sale going on lately too, there was even less reason not to.
In fact, while Shirai Mio had been away traveling, Miura Yumiko had spent the whole time wondering what the perfect date would look like. She had even done a great deal of research for it.
But the more date plans she made, the more indecisive she became. This one seemed good, and that one seemed nice too.
It was not until she happened to run into Shirai Mio during the cherry-blossom outing that she realized where they went on a date was not actually the most important thing. What mattered most was who she was with.
Just like now. As long as she was with Shirai Mio, simply going shopping and eating together the way they usually did already made her very happy.
At this moment, Miura Yumiko felt that as long as she was with Shirai Mio, she could stay home for an entire week without getting bored.
If she thought about it more deeply, the idea even made her a little excited.
Ahem!
When they first entered the clothing store, Shirai Mio had still been wondering what Miura Yumiko was planning, but she quickly realized that Yumiko was simply looking through the newest arrivals.
Then she picked out clothes that suited either herself or Mio, no different from the way they normally shopped together.
Shirai Mio did not dislike that feeling. On the contrary, she found it relaxing. It felt a lot like the practice dates she and Miura Yumiko had gone on before.
There was no need to overthink every little thing.
Still, Miura Yumiko had been added to the System's panel, so there were still times when Shirai Mio had to deal with missions.
"Host, before the date ends, please find a way to exchange clothes with Miura Yumiko. Success may grant a Miura Yumiko Series Deck or Item Reward. Failure will require drawing from the Penalty Deck."
"Wait, why would there be such a bizarre mission?!"
A mission that required exchanging clothes was a first even for Shirai Mio. For a moment, she had no idea what to say.
Fortunately, given her current relationship with Miura Yumiko, even a strange mission like this should be easy enough to complete as long as she brought it up.
What worried Shirai Mio was that after she made the request, Miura Yumiko might start thinking she was some kind of pervert.
Miura Yumiko, who had been about to take Shirai Mio to their next destination, suddenly noticed that something seemed off with Mio. She looked rather conflicted.
Puzzled, Yumiko asked, "Mio, what's wrong?"
"N-nothing. I just suddenly thought of something I want your help with," Shirai Mio said quietly.
"What is it?"
"Let's swap clothes."
"Hm?"
Miura Yumiko blinked. She had not misheard just now, had she? Why would Shirai Mio suddenly want to swap clothes with her?
Was this some kind of weird kink?
She did not quite understand what was going on, but Miura Yumiko still nodded shyly. "Sure, if you want."
"You're not going to ask why I want to do this?"
"I am curious, but didn't you teach me before that there are some things you shouldn't pry too much into? If you could tell me, I think you'd tell me on your own."
"Yumiko, you really are the best." Shirai Mio immediately rubbed her cheek against Miura Yumiko's.
For a moment, Miura Yumiko even felt as if the two of them had gone back to the days of their practice dates.
Back then, Shirai Mio had indulged her every whim and always said such sweet things. Yumiko had absolutely loved it.
Unfortunately, those had only been practice dates.
Putting those thoughts aside, Miura Yumiko looked around, glanced at a sign, and said, "Mio, let's go to the restroom."
"Mm."
The two of them soon entered the restroom and went into the same stall together.
After exchanging a glance, Shirai Mio was the first to start taking off her clothes. Once she was undressed, she suddenly thought of a problem and could not help asking the System, "System, do we have to swap panties too?"
"Maybe you do. Maybe you don't."
"What kind of non-answer is that?!" Shirai Mio clenched her little fist and silently cursed the System in her head for a while before quietly saying to Miura Yumiko, "We have to swap panties too."
"Eh?!"
Even Miura Yumiko's cheeks took on a faint blush at that.
Nearly ten minutes later, the two of them finally finished changing.
Although they were the same age, Miura Yumiko was still more developed. As a result, Shirai Mio's clothes felt somewhat tight on Yumiko, though still barely within an acceptable range.
At the same time, she also felt a tiny bit excited.
When the two of them stepped out of the stall, a girl touching up her makeup at the sink was visibly startled.
The alarm in her eyes quickly turned to surprise, and that surprise then transformed into excitement.
Shirai Mio and Miura Yumiko exchanged a glance, then decisively and quickly left the restroom.
Perhaps because they had swapped clothes, there now seemed to be a faint romantic tension between them.
At that moment, Miura Yumiko was wondering whether Shirai Mio had some unusual kinks. Otherwise, why would she suddenly ask to exchange clothes?
If only she knew exactly what Mio was into. Then she could adjust herself to suit Mio's tastes in the future.
Shirai Mio felt Miura Yumiko's gaze. Yumiko had not said a word, but one look at her eyes was enough to tell Mio she had definitely been misunderstood.
Still, she could hardly blame Miura Yumiko. If their positions were reversed, she would probably have reacted about the same way.
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