Minami stood there doing nothing, waiting for Misaki and Mashiro to come out of the fitting room.
"Brother? Are both of them your girlfriends?" The female clerk saw Nan Wukong standing there blankly and came up to talk to her.
Nan Wukong glanced at the female clerk, "Do you think I look like someone with a harem?"
The female shop assistant nodded, "There are only two kinds of boys these days, one is to carry bags and the other is to pay, and I am the latter!"
Nan Wukong looked at the female clerk curiously, how could she tell?
At this moment, the door of the fitting room opened, and Misaki pushed Mashiro out.
Mashiro was wearing a purple yukata, her hair was tied into braids and hanging on her shoulders. Although her quiet and elegant face had no expression, her expectant eyes looked at Nan Mukong, which made him subconsciously say: "It's so beautiful."
"Well, it's true Sora-chan, I only look at Mashiro-chan."
Misaki walked out from behind Mashiro, wearing a white bear-patterned yukata that made her look younger. She was obviously seventeen or eighteen, but now she looked like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child.
In fact, Minami prefers Misaki's childish innocence to the pure white purple flower yukata.
I guess it would be inappropriate for me to wear such a childlike style.
"Are you sure? I'm going to pay for these two items."
Misaki and Mashiro nodded, and then Misaki flattened her lips and said, "Sora-chan is so cunning, she used this method to change the subject."
"Misaki, this dress suits you very well." In desperation, Nan Mukong touched Misaki's head, just like a big brother talking to a little sister.
"Okay sir, the total is 90,000 yen including discounts." The female clerk smiled brightly, obviously she was very happy about the big deal.
Misaki was surprised when she heard the price and said: "It's so expensive."
"It was this little brother who asked me to get the most expensive and best ones. These two items are already the most expensive ones in our store."
Misaki looked at Minami and saw Minami admitting: "The cheap ones may fade, so buy the more expensive ones."
"But I'd be embarrassed to have Sora-chan pay the bill."
The female clerk smiled and joked: "It doesn't matter, just repay with your body."
Misaki blushed and hid in the dressing room with Mashiro.
When Nan Wukong returned from paying, the two women were already waiting for him at the entrance of the yukata shop.
"Where else are you going to go shopping?"
Misaki thought for a moment and said, "There are no clogs yet!"
No matter how you think about wearing a yukata with sneakers or high heels, it looks weird.
"Do you have to get clogs? Ordinary flip-flops are also good."
"That's right~" Then Misaki looked at Minami with sparkling eyes, as if he had discovered something interesting.
"Speaking of which, Sora-chan, do you like to see bare feet?"
"Bare feet?" Nan Wukong's face darkened, "Are you going to say I'm a foot addict again?"
"Discovered!"
When the three of them passed by a cake shop, the corner of Nan Mukong's clothes was suddenly pulled. When he looked back, he saw Mashiro looking at the Baumkuchen inside with burning eyes.
"Mashiro wants to eat Baumkuchen?"
"Um."
Nan Wukong took out a ten thousand yuan bill from his wallet and handed it to Mashiro, "You have to buy it yourself today."
Whatever Mashiro wanted, Nan Wukong took her to buy it or directly bought it back to her. Now it was time for Mashiro to buy something by herself.
Mashiro took the money and entered the cake shop, while Minami Sora and Misaki were watching outside. In the cake shop, Mashiro pointed to the Baumkuchen and said, "I want this."
The cashier inside took out a Baumkuchen from the glass cabinet and asked, "Is one enough?"
Mashiro asked: "How many can I have?"
"Uh...we still have a lot of Baumkuchen here. I don't know how many you want."
Mashiro handed the money to the cashier, "I want a lot."
The cashier looked at Mashiro strangely, "Ten thousand yuan of Baumkuchen?"
Mashiro didn't know what this person meant and didn't answer. He reached out and grabbed the Baumkuchen that he had just taken out of the glass cabinet, opened the bag and ate it in small bites.
The cashier's eyes became more and more strange, but it's normal for people to eat what they want after they've already paid. However, the 10,000-yuan Baumkuchen...that's 50 pieces.
The cashier asked Mashiro to wait a moment, then took some out of the warehouse and put them into a big bag and handed them to Mashiro. This was the first time Mashiro had seen so many tree cakes.
After leaving the cake shop with a big bag in her arms, Nan Wukong helplessly watched what happened but did not stop it.
Now that it’s good, I guess I won’t have to go out to buy snacks for Mashiro for a long time. But the purpose of letting Mashiro learn to buy things by himself has not been achieved!
I guess the only impression in Zhenbai's mind right now is that ten thousand yuan of banknotes can be exchanged for a big bag of Baumkuchen.
After buying flip-flops, the three of them returned to Sakurasou and waited for the summer festival in the evening.
Until the evening, Minami Mukong, who was writing a novel in the room, was interrupted by the sound of noisy footsteps. Misaki opened the door and came in and shouted: "The summer festival has begun, Kong-chan, let's leave quickly!"
"I know." Nan Wukong agreed. He scratched his head with his hand. He was just thinking about the method of committing the crime, but was interrupted by Misaki. He had no inspiration at all. It seemed that he was going to copy Conan and Kindaichi again...
After leaving the door, Mashiro and Misaki had already changed clothes and were waiting for him.
"Sora..." Mashiro's cheeks turned red, and she didn't know why.
The Mashiro in front of her was wearing a yukata, her waist was tightly bound by a corset, and her slender waist seemed to be broken if pinched. Although this was the second time she saw it today, it still felt very fresh.
"Hehe, Sora-chan, you know, you can't wear underwear under a yukata! So..." Misaki gestured to Mashiro's European style and gently lifted it. There was a slight bulge, but it was not obvious.
If the waistband were looser, it wouldn't stand out at all.
Mashiro fell softly into Nan Mukong's arms, mouthing Nalan, and breathing rapidly. It looked like she had been secretly "trained" by Misaki.
"Don't tease Mashiro casually." Nan Wukong touched Mashiro's hair. There was some mist in Mashiro's eyes and his legs were weak. I really don't know what they did all afternoon.
"Originally I thought I had super powers, but then I thought about it and it turned out to be Mashiro. Of course I have to punish little Mashiro!" Misaki rolled up her arms and sleeves and looked full of energy, but Nan Wukong felt that she had been cheated on.
, it seemed that he was going to teach Misaki a lesson in love later. Thinking of this, Nan Wukong pushed up the frame of his glasses with his middle finger, his eyes revealing evil intentions.
…
Summer festivals are held in many places in Japan, and the times are not fixed. The summer festival that Minami Mukora and others are going to now is on a street very close to the school.
The whole street is preparing for the summer festival, and there are even many students from the undergraduate and high school departments of Suimei University of Arts setting up stalls here.
On this long street that was bustling with activity and crowds of people, Minami held Mashiro's hand and Misaki's hand to prevent the three of them from getting separated.
"Ah, there, there, marshmallows! Mashiro-chan, do you want to eat them?" Misaki looked at the stall and broke free from Nan Mukong's hand and rushed over.
I was so anxious that I might not be able to sell it.
"We'll go there too."
Na Mukong pulled Mashiro and walked over. Misaki had already got a big pile of marshmallows, and the whole stick seemed to be submerged in marshmallows. It was still like this after Mashiro got it, and finally it was Na Mukong's, but
...What's going on with this cardamom-sized black thing?
Misaki and Mashiro happily ate each bite, holding Minami Sora's arms and they exchanged a little bit.
Nan Wukong's eyes moved towards the marshmallow boss, who was also looking at Nan Wukong with an unkind expression.
Hey! I must have seen this guy! I must have seen him! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻Not only did he kick me out of the dormitory, but he also bit me to death with an Oriental stick. Now he still looks at life with a pair of eyes.
The winner looked at me with a look on his face and wanted to poison me to death!
Nan Wukong's mood cannot be expressed in words, but in short, the look in his eyes now reveals MMP!