Inside the fitting room at the swimwear store, Kasumigaoka struggled to put on the swimsuit with the help of the female store clerk.
"Phew~"
But the suit was too tight, making Kasumigaoka feel short of breath with every inhalation.
"Customer, you have such a great figure." The store clerk praised Kasumigaoka's impressive chest with envious eyes.
After the compliment, she couldn't help but glance at her own flat chest.
Instantly, the store clerk's mood plummeted. Is this the difference between individuals? The creator can be so cruel.
And to top it off, this stunningly attractive customer also has a very handsome boyfriend.
"Ugh~" With that thought, the store clerk became even more downcast.
"Um, are you alright?" Kasumigaoka asked with a subtle expression, noticing the store clerk's sudden drop in mood.
She knew the reason, but she wouldn't say it out loud, since she was secretly enjoying it.
"It's nothing." The store clerk forced a smile and said, "Customer, is there anything else I can help you with?"
"Yes, there is." Kasumigaoka slightly raised her chin and pointed toward the fitting room door. "Could you please open the door for me? I want to show my boyfriend the swimsuit he picked out."
The swimsuit was too tight for her to move comfortably, as she was worried about the clasp popping open, so she had to ask the store clerk for help.
"Alright..." The store clerk's eye twitched as she resisted the urge to complain, slowly opening the fitting room door.
Outside the fitting room, seeing the door open again, Hoshimi took a few steps forward and asked, "Utaha, have you finished changing into the swimsuit?"
As the door slowly opened, the shorter store clerk stood between Hoshimi and Kasumigaoka, slightly blocking their view of each other. But this didn't matter; Hoshimi and Kasumigaoka exchanged a knowing glance.
"I've changed. Hoshimi, take a good look at the 'wonderful' swimsuit you picked out." Kasumigaoka emphasized a particular word in her sentence.
Hoshimi pretended not to notice and cheerfully walked towards the fitting room. "Alright, I'll come in and have a good look."
"?!!"
"?!!"
Kasumigaoka was stunned. With the store clerk right there, Hoshimi dared to come in! How bold could he be?
The store clerk was also stunned. She had planned to discreetly step aside and let the couple have their moment, but she didn't expect Hoshimi to say that.
The manager at the counter had been very clear: under no circumstances should a couple be allowed to stay in the same fitting room!
Understanding the potential risks, the store clerk was torn, racking her brain for ways to persuade the couple not to be in the fitting room together.
But before she could think of anything, Hoshimi was already standing in front of her.
Looking down at the petite store clerk, who was only slightly taller than Iwanaga Kotoko, Hoshimi spoke gently, "Miss, could you please step aside?"
"Oh, okay..." The store clerk, under Hoshimi's shadow, instinctively stepped aside.
But she made a mistake. Instead of leaving the fitting room to make way for Hoshimi, she took a step back, entering the fitting room herself and clearing the doorway for Hoshimi.
Hoshimi raised an eyebrow but didn't pay much attention to the slightly dazed store clerk. He stepped into the fitting room and, out of habit, locked the door behind him.
It's always good to have the habit of locking the door.
"..."
"..."
"..."
Inside the fitting room, none of the three spoke.
Hoshimi was lost in admiration of Kasumigaoka's fair skin, unable to tear his eyes away.
Kasumigaoka, on the other hand, felt incredibly uncomfortable with an outsider present, unsure of what to say.
As for the store clerk, well, there's no need to explain. She was trying her hardest to diminish her presence, feeling like a massive third wheel.
She was leaning against the wall, doing her best to become invisible.
The fitting room was spacious for one person, but with three people inside, it felt cramped no matter how you looked at it.
So, no matter how much she tried to minimize her presence, it was to no avail.
Realizing this, the store clerk suddenly understood why the manager had sent her for this task. After all, she was the shortest and flattest-chested employee. When monitoring a couple in the same fitting room, she would take up the least space, ensuring that physical contact could be avoided...
"Utaha, this swimsuit looks amazing on you!"
In the silent fitting room, Hoshimi gave a thumbs-up in approval.
"Tsk~" Kasumigaoka clicked her tongue, wanting to say something but held back upon seeing the store clerk nearby.
"Oh, by the way, Utaha, have you grown in the past six months? It seems like the size is a bit small, doesn't it?" Hoshimi asked, seemingly puzzled.
"Hoshimi, you..." Annoyed, Kasumigaoka wanted to retort.
But before she could speak, the clasp on her chest suddenly snapped open with a "pop."
The clasp bounced off Hoshimi's upper arm, then ricocheted onto the store clerk's forehead before finally falling to the ground with a "clink."
In an instant, the fitting room fell silent. Despite the three people present, not even the slightest sound of breathing could be heard.
Hoshimi's eyes widened slightly, quickly taking in the sight before him, and then he covered his eyes, declaring firmly, "Utaha, I didn't see anything!"
As he spoke, Hoshimi's fingers parted, allowing him to continue enjoying the view through the gaps.
Although he had seen various forms of this in his dreams many times before, this was the first time in reality, and the impact was somewhat overwhelming.
"Hoshimi Kiyokawa!"
The stunned Kasumigaoka finally snapped out of it, her face turning red as she instinctively covered her chest with one hand and swung a clenched fist at Hoshimi's chest.
"Slap--"
Hoshimi caught Kasumigaoka's fist, seriously saying, "Utaha, I think you should put on some clothes first."
As he spoke, Hoshimi subtly nodded toward the store clerk, who had been completely petrified.
Kasumigaoka gritted her teeth, glaring at Hoshimi before turning around to put on her original clothes.
She quickly finished dressing her upper body, but when it came to her lower half, she hesitated.
She was still wearing the swimsuit, and to change back into her original clothes, she would have to...
Blushing furiously, Kasumigaoka pushed Hoshimi with one hand. "Hoshimi, could you leave for a moment?"
"Understood."
Having received his reward, Hoshimi cooperated fully, pulling the petrified store clerk out of the fitting room, leaving Kasumigaoka with some privacy.
Outside the fitting room, Hoshimi noticed the store clerk mumbling to herself. Curious, he leaned down to listen to what she was saying.
"Why... this isn't scientific... why did the clasp hit me... why is she so big... and it can even move... why am I so flat... and nothing moves at all... Damn, why!"
Alright, it seems the store clerk was deeply affected and had fallen into a state of profound resentment.
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