Chapter 51 The three girls each have different thoughts
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After Aiji's reminder, Utsunomiya Miu noticed that Kiritani Tetsuya's T-shirt that he had changed into two days ago was draped on the clothes rail on the balcony, and his heart that had finally fallen was suddenly in his throat again.
At this time, Ibuki Tamao also turned his gaze to the outside of the balcony door, and his bright beautiful eyes blinked slightly.
Before Utsunomiya Miu had time to answer Aiji's question, the two visiting girls walked out of the balcony door first, holding the thin T-shirt that was obviously one size larger than Utsunomiya Miu's body.
Look carefully.
"Miyu, is this top really yours?"
Taking the clothes in her hands and looking them over, Ai Ji then raised her head and asked.
"Yes, it's mine."
Utsunomiya Miu pretended to be calm and nodded.
"Why do you have this kind of clothes?"
After hearing Utsunomiya Miu's confirmation, Aiji obviously couldn't understand, and couldn't help but look at the entire dress again.
"Look, isn't this loose-fitting style very popular recently? So I specially chose such a T-shirt top, and wearing it this way is also helpful in concealing the minor flaws of my figure. You see above
The pattern, in fact, doesn’t feel so inconsistent when worn by girls.”
Utsunomiya Miu explained seriously, trying to make her words sound more convincing.
"Is that so? Xiao Yuxu, do the girls in your school usually dress like this?"
Aiji couldn't fully accept Utsunomiya Miu's statement for a moment, so she turned around and asked Ibuki Tamao, who had been standing quietly by the balcony door the whole time.
"I usually don't pay much attention to what other girls wear, but I have the impression that a few students from the art department occasionally buy one or two men's-style T-shirts to wear as loose clothes."
Ibuki Tamao slowly shook his head and said, without any emotion on his pretty face.
"I see, it seems that I am a little behind the trend."
It wasn't until Ibuki Tamao said something similar to Utsunomiya Miu that Aiji finally accepted this point of view, and then said with some emotion.
Utsunomiya Miu, who was standing next to Aihime, secretly gave a grateful look to Ibuki Tamao who was a certain distance away from her.
Of course, such a look was quickly withdrawn by Utsunomiya Miu, and then she wanted to take away the clothes that Aiji was hanging on, but saw that the other party showed no sign of returning them.
"Miyu, anyway, you have bought several pieces of clothing like this. Why don't you give me the one hanging on the balcony? I also want to try out what this kind of loose outfit feels like."
As if convinced by the words of Utsunomiya Miu and Ibuki Tamao, at this moment, Aiji became a little eager to try the penetration method Utsunomiya Miu said, and spoke impromptuly.
"This..." Utsunomiya Miyu looked a little confused.
"Miyu, isn't our relationship of hundreds of millions of years worth less than a piece of clothing?"
Sensing the hesitation in Utsunomiya Miu's eyes, Aiji immediately pouted dissatisfiedly and said with some complaint.
"No, I'm just afraid that Sister Aiji might not be used to wearing this kind of clothes. Since you like to wear it, Sister Aiji, then go ahead and wear it."
Seeing that Aiji was about to show a wronged expression, Utsunomiya Miu hurriedly smiled and said, silently taking back the hands she just stretched out.
During the conversation between the two, Ibuki Tamao also stared at the clothes in Aiji's hands motionlessly. She hesitated many times and finally gave up her plan to ask Utsunomiya Miu for clothes, and instead silently remembered
Look at the brand printed on your clothes.
"Then I won't be polite."
Ai Ji said in a pleasant tone, and at the same time took the clothes and walked to the bathroom.
"Sister Aiji, do you want to change into it now?"
Utsunomiya Miu blinked in confusion.
"Well, my house has been out of water for the past two days, so I just planned to take a bath at your place and try on this dress."
Ai Ji nodded naturally and found the location of the bathroom.
"Okay, sister Ai Ji, please wash it slowly."
Utsunomiya Miu said nothing more and sat back on the sofa in the living room with Ibuki Tamao.
"Miyu, is that towel hanging in the clothes basket the one you used to take a shower just now?"
As soon as I sat back on the sofa, Ai Ji's voice came from the bathroom.
"Ah, right." Utsunomiya Miu replied subconsciously.
"Then I'll just use this to wipe my body later." Ai Ji replied.
"Oh well."
Utsunomiya Miu pretended to be calm as she replied, but her mind began to desperately recall whether there were any small details of the two people's life left in the bathroom.
"It seems that there is nothing unusual except for Tetsuya's toiletries, but Tetsuya usually puts the tooth cup and toothbrush in the cabinet under the sink after washing, so it shouldn't be a big problem."
After discovering that there was indeed no evidence in the bathroom that would expose her secrets, Utsunomiya Miu immediately felt relieved. She took out the medicinal spray she had taken from the infirmary yesterday from under the table and planned to spray some more on her ankles.
"Let me help you."
Ibuki Tamao, who had just poured water into his cup, said in time and took the initiative to take the spray from Utsunomiya Miu's hand.
"Thank you, Xiao Yuxu."
Utsunomiya Miu pushed back the few strands of hair that were scattered in front of her, and quickly stretched her slender left leg in front of Ibuki Tamao, making it easier for him to spray medicine on the wound.
"Um."
Ibuki Tamao nodded slightly, and with a small face, he carefully aimed the nozzle on Utsunomiya Miu's swollen ankle. After a while, he completed the spraying work, then stood up from the sofa, and said to Utsunomiya Miu softly.
Yu opened his mouth and said:
"Sister Meiyu, please rest here first while I go to the toilet."
Utsunomiya Miu subconsciously asked: "Isn't Sister Aiji still in there?"
"It's okay, I think she won't mind."
Ibuki Tamao replied with a normal expression, then turned and left the living room, and her slim figure disappeared from Utsunomiya Miu's sight in the next second.
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At this time, more than half an hour had passed since Kiritani Tetsuya hid in the closet.
After staying in the closet for so long, Kiritani Tetsuya was already familiar with the placement of every piece of clothing, but his heart gradually fell to the edge of collapse due to the prolongation of time.
Since the height of the wardrobe was slightly shorter than Kiritani Tetsuya's own height, he had to stand in it with his legs slightly bent the whole time. Now his two thighs were already numb and trembling, plus seven
The weather was generally muggy in the morning of this month, and the whole person's condition could be said to be hot, numb, and thirsty.
At this moment, he just wanted to open the door, take a breath of fresh air, and drink some water to quench his thirst.
"Is it okay outside? I can hardly hold it anymore." Tetsuya Kiritani complained feebly.
Time is still passing by bit by bit.
Just when Kiritani Tetsuya was about to lose control of his inner impulse and was about to sneak out, the closet door less than a few centimeters in front of him was finally opened a small crack, and the slight light transmitted through it illuminated the dim closet space in the blink of an eye.
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The crack in the door widened little by little, and almost at the same time, a small hand holding a water cup came in from outside the crack in the door, and handed the cup filled with water to Kiritani Tetsuya's chest.
"Kiritani-san must be thirsty. Please drink this glass of water."
Along with the water glass came a very familiar soft voice. At this moment, Kiritani Tetsuya hurriedly focused his eyes on the figure outside the door.
"Ibuki-san!"
When he found that standing outside the door was Ibuki Tamao, whom he hadn't seen for several days, Kiritani Tetsuya exclaimed in a low voice.
"Good morning, Kiritani-san."
Ibuki Tamao, who was standing outside the closet, seemed not to notice the surprised expression on Kiritani Tetsuya's face, tilted his head slightly and said hello.
While holding the cup, Ibuki Tamao's white and tender feet began to swing back, and soon the slippers on her feet were thrown under the bed board.
Just like that, under the boy's increasingly weird gaze, the barefoot girl holding a water glass squeezed into the already crowded closet. When she came in, she didn't forget to stretch out her little hands and close the closet doors on both sides.
Chapter completed!