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"The fitting room is right next door, Hitori can go in there and change into her swimsuit."
Kitahara Makoto pointed to the fitting room not far away.
"Um…" Gotō Hitori stammered, looking over shyly, "Can I try it on at home?"
Coming to a physical store and still wanting to try it on at home, wouldn't that be a wasted trip!
"What?" Kitahara Makoto made a gesture of cupping his ear, "Hitori wants to try on her swimsuit at my house?"
Gotō Hitori quickly explained:
"It's at my own house…"
Kitahara Makoto said without changing his expression:
"I'm sorry, I can't hear what Hitori is saying clearly."
Gotō Hitori: "…"
Knowing that she couldn't go home today, Gotō Hitori could only walk into the fitting room with the swimsuit, her face flushed.
Kitahara Makoto waited outside, bored, and took out his phone, just as a new message popped up on the screen.
Anon: "Kitahara-kun, are you back from the Otherworld?"
Kitahara Makoto: "Just got back."
Anon: "Did you pick any Eden Fruit?"
Kitahara Makoto: "I painstakingly picked two, but I've already eaten them all."
Anon: "How did they taste?"
Kitahara Makoto: "Although it sounds a bit exaggerated, they really tasted better than anything I've ever eaten in the real world."
Anon: "I want to eat some!"
Kitahara Makoto: "If you want to eat some, come over and pick them yourself."
Anon: "I'm going shopping with friends today, so I don't have time. Let's talk another day… Oh, Karin-chan sent another message last night, asking when we're free so she can treat us to a meal."
"Also, also, summer vacation is so boring, I want to form a Kessoku Band."
"I've asked Tomori and Soyo, but Togawa said she doesn't have time… Kitahara-kun, do you want to join?"
Kitahara Makoto: "I can't."
Anon: "If you can't, you can learn! Don't worry, I'll be Kitahara-kun's music enlightenment teacher!"
"…"
Forming a Kessoku Band is temporarily out of the question and not on Kitahara Makoto's life list; his main goal right now is only one:
Make money!
Make as much money as possible!
Forming a Kessoku Band might lead to not being able to afford food. Isn't it better to just be the sugar daddy?!
Thinking of this, Kitahara Makoto sent another message to Togawa, asking when the next weight loss business would be. He learned that it was tomorrow night, and ghost Senpai also wanted to possess someone and go out to play… In short, there were quite a few things to do.
After chatting for a while, Kitahara Makoto put away his phone and looked at the silent fitting room, raising an eyebrow:
"Hitori, haven't you changed into your swimsuit yet?"
Bocchi-chan's embarrassed voice came from the fitting room:
"I-I've changed…"
"Then why aren't you coming out?"
"…"
Silence immediately fell in the fitting room.
Kitahara Makoto's mind turned, and he understood. Bocchi-chan was clearly too embarrassed to come out. If he didn't ask, she might hide there until the store closed for the night.
"I'm going in to take a look."
Kitahara Makoto said.
"Eh? Eh?"
"A swimsuit not only needs to fit, but whether it looks good is equally important… I'm going in."
"…"
He lifted the curtain and walked into the fitting room, and a snow-white Bocchi-chan immediately came into view.
Because she rarely goes out and always likes to hide in dark corners, Bocchi-chan's skin was exceptionally fair, dazzlingly white under the light.
Gotō Hitori stood sideways, covering her chest with her hands. As soon as her gaze met Kitahara Makoto's, she quickly looked away in a panic, her small face already flushed crimson.
The swimsuit style was conservative, but for Bocchi-chan, it was already enough to make her blush with embarrassment.
After all, it was a swimsuit, completely different from the sportswear she usually wore.
Wearing it now, the girl's slender neck and delicate collarbones were all clearly visible, her snow-white arms, straight navel, and delicate, slender waist that could be grasped with one hand were all exposed under the light.
Finally, there was Bocchi-chan's identity as an alien with large breasts, which she desperately tried to hide.
Even with her arms tightly covering her chest, she still couldn't completely conceal certain things, and the hint of a deep cleavage that was faintly visible only made it more so.
"I already knew Hitori-chan was very cute…"
Kitahara Makoto observed for a moment, then slowly said:
"Today I realized that Hitori can be this cute after putting on a swimsuit. She's clearly the cutest beautiful girl in the world, isn't she?"
Gotō Hitori: "…"
(Although being praised makes me happy, the title of 'cutest in the world' is really too exaggerated!)
(This must be the sweet talk that Kita said boys use to trick girls, right?)
(It must be, right?)
Kitahara Makoto's gaze was burning, and he took half a step forward.
Gotō Hitori sensed the danger approaching and quickly retreated in a panic.
Unfortunately, the fitting room was only so big, and there was no way to escape. She was quickly cornered by Kitahara Makoto.
Slap.
Kitahara Makoto extended his right hand and pinned Bocchi-chan against the wall, then lowered his voice and said:
"I really want to kiss Hitori-chan right now, what should I do?"
"N-no… you can't…"
Gotō Hitori's small face was flushed, and she shook her head in a panic.
Kitahara Makoto whispered:
"Then say you like me. Kiss or say you like me, Hitori, you choose."
"…"
Gotō Hitori
She had no choice but to say in a low, blushing voice:
"L-like…"
(If it's a kiss, it'll definitely take several minutes, and there are people coming and going outside the fitting room, so we might be discovered…)
(No, don't!)
(Absolutely not that embarrassing thing!)
Saying 'I like you' is fine… because she had said it many times already, Gotō Hitori was almost used to it.
"Like who?"
"Like… Ki-Kitahara-kun…"
"Once isn't enough, say it again."
"…"
Gotō Hitori leaned against the wall of the fitting room, her hands propped behind her, turning her face away. Her fair, crystal-clear earlobes had already turned red from shyness, and she stammered shyly:
"I-I like Kitahara-kun…"
There aren't many truths in the world; a girl's blush is better than a long speech.
Kitahara Makoto had originally intended to keep his promise, but facing the blushing Bocchi-chan, he couldn't resist. He lowered his head and lightly pecked Hitori's moist, rosy cherry lips, then pulled Bocchi-chan into his arms and said softly:
"I like Hitori too."
"…"
Gotō Hitori's face was burning, her long eyelashes trembled slightly. She didn't speak, but nervously raised her small hand and quietly held onto Kitahara Makoto's sleeve.
A moment later.
Kitahara Makoto released Bocchi-chan and walked out of the fitting room.
When Hitori came out after changing her clothes, Kitahara Makoto took Bocchi-chan's small hand again, asked the sales assistant to help package it, and then paid and checked out… Throughout the entire process, Gotō Hitori felt incredibly at ease, only needing to quietly follow behind him like a little tail.
"Hitori, we're home."
Kitahara Makoto's voice sounded.
"Eh?"
Gotō Hitori looked up and realized her house was across the street:
"So, so fast, we were back in the blink of an eye…"
After speaking, she came to her senses and quickly looked around in a panic.
"Don't worry." Kitahara Makoto said softly, "The weather is too hot; we didn't encounter a single pedestrian on the road."
Gotō Hitori immediately breathed a sigh of relief and ran off, looking down:
"Goodbye, Kitahara-kun, I'm going home!"
"Slow down." Kitahara Makoto called from behind, "Guitar Hero teacher, I want you to update faster, please update your videos quickly."
Gotō Hitori: "…"
Five o'clock in the afternoon.
Kitahara Makoto left his house and headed to the agreed-upon cafe.
Upon arriving, he immediately saw Kita sitting in the corner.
Across from Kita sat a black-haired female university student, who was Miss Shiraishi, whom he hadn't seen in many days.
"I'm sorry, I'm late."
Kitahara Makoto quickly walked over to the two girls.
"There are still ten minutes until the agreed time." Miss Shiraishi extended her right hand and smiled, "Kitahara-kun, long time no see."
"Miss Shirokane, long time no see."
Kitahara Makoto politely shook her fingertips, then sat down next to Kita.
"You can just call me Ayane," Miss Shirokane said with a smile. "We'll be working together for the entire summer. Kita-san just called me Ayane-nee."
Kitahara Makoto naturally wouldn't be a spoilsport: "Ayane-nee."
"I just arrived too and haven't ordered yet," Miss Shirokane said softly. "What would you two like to drink?"
Kitahara Makoto thought for a moment and said, "A cup of black tea."
Kita said softly, "I'll have a cappuccino."
The order was placed.
Miss Shirokane took out two printed scripts from her bag:
"These are the scripts for the short film. Please take a look first."
"Eh?" Kita's eyes widened in surprise. "Can we really read them? I heard that many movie scripts are top secret, and no one except the director is allowed to see them."
"That's for big commercial productions, which have such high levels of confidentiality," Miss Shirokane waved her hand lightly, her tone dismissive. "We're just shooting a short film. Even if you upload the script online, not many people will care."
Kita Ikuyo quickly said:
"Ayane-nee, don't worry, we definitely won't do such a thing!"
"I trust you," Miss Shirokane nodded gently. "If you have any thoughts on the script, feel free to tell me."
"..."
Kitahara Makoto and Kita seriously read the scripts in their hands.
As expected.
The script mainly tells a campus romance story. That's why they looked for amateur high school students like Kitahara Makoto and Kita who hadn't studied professional acting.
Kitahara Makoto tried to extract keywords: probably past and present lives, youth, love, missed opportunities, regrets... It wasn't unoriginal, but it certainly didn't have any eye-catching or memorable parts.
"Kita-san, what do you think?"
Miss Shirokane asked softly.
"Ah..." Kita stuck out her tongue, not pretending to understand, and whispered, "I haven't encountered a script before, so I don't know what the content is like, but being able to read it smoothly in one go, it's really an interesting script."
"What about Kitahara-kun?" Miss Shirokane's gaze shifted to Kitahara Makoto. "If you have any ideas, you can bring them up. This is a script I wrote alone, and I'd like to hear other people's opinions."
"Speaking of youth and regret, I do have an idea..."
Kitahara Makoto hesitated for two seconds, but still decided to speak.
Because the image in his mind kept lingering.
Speaking of memorable short films... naturally, it was "Old Boy" from his previous life.
"I heard the song was a cover of a Japanese song. I wonder if that song has been released in this real world..." Kitahara Makoto said while searching on his phone. "Well, it's not the same world. Let alone the same song, even the singer doesn't exist."
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