The phone vibrated.
Haruto pulled out his phone and checked it, then looked back to see a pink-haired girl with buns on her head, smiling like a flower and waving her hand.
It was Yuigahama Yui.
Beside Yuigahama was a tall, cool girl with black hair.
It was Yukinoshita Yukino.
It should also be mentioned that most girls at Sobu High School wore knee-high black socks.
For example, Yukino often wore knee-high black socks with white stripes.
Her school uniform skirt wasn't too long, showing an enticing area as she walked.
Of course, the type of stockings Sobu High School girls wore depended entirely on their mood.
Maybe today it's knee-high socks, and tomorrow it might not be knee-high socks at all!
Additionally, due to the recent cold weather, more girls were wearing pantyhose, but they were still a minority.
As for white stockings, most people in this country are very mindful of the atmosphere, and those who don't care are generally isolated, just like Yukino.
There was no ban on wearing white stockings at Sobu High School, but hardly any girls wore them.
Everyone wore black stockings, but you wear white stockings... What, does it make you look special?
That might be the case.
"What's up?"
Miku noticed Haruto's expression and subconsciously followed his gaze. When she saw Yuigahama, her eyes showed slight surprise, and she quickly panicked: "Is that Yuigahama-san?"
"Yes, it is."
His phone vibrated again with another text from Yuigahama.
Haruto glanced at it and saw it was just a regular greeting text.
It was natural for friends to greet each other when they met.
Haruto's heart wasn't troubled. He, Yuigahama, and Yukino were innocent, so he had no guilty conscience.
"Let's go..."
"Wait."
Miku quickly followed, "What should we do? We look..."
Haruto thought for a moment and suggested, "Then, let's go back and explain it to them?"
Miku shook her head without hesitation, "No need!"
If she went back to explain, she would have to face them directly. If they asked why she was with Haruto, how would she explain?
The truth couldn't be revealed. Even if Haruto knew, it couldn't be said to others.
"It's fine not to explain."
Haruto said calmly, "We're not afraid, and they're not the type to gossip, so there's no need to worry."
"Don't say any more."
"We're not holding hands, not kissing, not doing anything, so it's impossible to be misunderstood."
Even if they were seen holding hands, Haruto was entirely honest.
After all, they were just friends.
But clearly, Miku didn't have as thick a skin as he did. If it were Ichika, she would probably be teasing him back and forth.
"Reckless! Guilty!"
Miku approached, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed: "Stop talking!"
'I'm just telling the truth, where's my fault?'
Haruto's face darkened a bit: "Miku, you're overreacting."
"Guilty!"
"How am I guilty?"
"You know."
"Sorry, I don't know."
Women truly are the most complex creatures in the world!
So troublesome!
Miku glared at Haruto angrily and turned away with a pouty face.
However, her cheeks were clearly stained with a rosy blush.
Haruto suddenly realized. After thinking about his words carefully, he finally understood why Miku was so upset.
'Do you think I want to hold your hand or do other things to you? You're overthinking.'
'The five of you are almost the same size and look identical. If I really wanted to do something, I would've done it long ago when I hugged Nino or Ichika. They wouldn't have been able to resist!'
Half an hour later, at the mall.
The shopping mall was enormous, with a large square in front, bustling with people coming and going.
There were even events taking place in the square, attracting many visitors to stop by.
Miku walked up to Haruto, tugged on his clothes, and whispered, "Let's go to the second floor first."
"Yeah."
"Go slowly, not too fast."
"Oh."
Feeling Miku tugging at his shirt, Haruto thought about it and didn't resist.
There were so many people around, and Miku was walking slowly. If she got lost, he would have to search for her.
So, it was fine too.
It was like when he took his little sister out before.
On the way to the second floor, Haruto glanced at her and then looked away.
He had accompanied Sora here many times before, so he was familiar with the place.
"Miku, what do you want to buy?"
After reaching the second floor, the girl's eyes suddenly lit up, and Haruto didn't know what she saw, but her mood clearly soared.
Haruto glanced a little and understood what was going on.
Did Miku want to play the gashapon machine?
Wrong!
If it were just an ordinary gashapon machine, Miku wouldn't have needed to come to the mall.
Haruto scanned the gashapon machines and quickly spotted the issue.
Sometimes, vendors naturally put up some enticing ads to attract customers.
For example, a limited-edition figure from the Warring States era, available only today.
There was even a beautiful poster of a female general displayed.
He had to admit, the figure looked stunning.
But the name of the general made Haruto's eye twitch.
If he remembered correctly, wasn't that character male?
But why was he now a woman?
Sure enough, in this country, no one could escape the fate of becoming a girl!
Everything could be turned into a girl.
Not to mention generals, even Godzilla had transformed into a girl!
On certain websites, even Pikachu had become a girl.
The most critical issue was that after Pikachu transformed into a girl, it surpassed models in one instance and ranked among the most-clicked!
There were so many beautiful two-dimensional waifus otaku didn't want to love, but they actually wanted to have relations with Pikachu.
It was absurd!