Sanriyue and I came out on a date on a whim, we had no plans on where to go, and we were not very familiar with this renovated Time Street, so we walked out of the meatball shop and wandered casually.

Walking casually-this is actually a very novel experience for me. I have always been afraid of going out. Walking aimlessly on the streets full of people like this, although the mood is tense but more happy, it is really a miracle.

Miracle.I recalled the word that popped up in my mind, and couldn't help but tighten Sanriyue's hand, as a delicate and soft happiness like warm water gushed out of my heart.

"San Riyue." I suddenly noticed a clothing store on the front left, and thought that San Riyue's clothes were too few, so I gently tugged at the hem of his clothes.

"Sanriyue, let's go buy clothes for you?" I pointed to the store and asked him in a low voice. I answered in the affirmative, and walked over with me.

This store is called [Hogwarts Clothes Shop]. It doesn't look very big from the outside, but when you walk in, you can find that the space inside is surprisingly large, as if some magic technique has been applied to expand the space.The decoration style of the store is not the elegance of traditional kimono shops, nor the simplicity of modern style, but a slightly complex and changeable design with great aesthetic feeling.

Ukiyo-e-style waves and portraits are painted on the bamboo-green wall, and a Copernicus woven blanket with a hazy and soft color is hung. The ancient red-bottomed sleeves are hung on a rococo-style brass hanger with smooth edges. There are men's white shirts and suit jackets hanging on the wooden hangers, but the most eye-catching thing is the colorful and different materials, and countless fabrics hanging all over the corner of the shop like a waterfall.

"Please feel free to take a look. The finished product is over there. For customization, please see the fabric and the picture book here. We make clothes very quickly here." I hid in the arms of Sanriyue and looked up at what seemed to be the store manager. She speaks Japanese with a strong British accent, has a high nose and deep eyes, wears half-moon glasses, curly white hair, a Harajuku-style hat with dark purple stars, and a gorgeous olive green The foreign skirt was covered with crimson and milky white haori, and she smiled very kindly.

"Thank you." Sanriyue nodded to her to thank her. I felt kindness for no reason in front of her, and I also whispered a word of thanks.

Before, I felt that the sunlight passing through the glass windows illuminated the fabrics brilliantly, but when I got closer, I found that the fabrics themselves glowed as if they had been cast by some magic. It changes with the movement of the fingertips, and it's interesting that it doesn't look like fabric.

"What kind of fabric does Sanriyue like?" After looking at the fabric for a while, I withdrew my attention from the moving patterns and turned my head to ask Sanriyue.

"Hmm~" San Riyue bent her long and narrow eyes as if in a good mood, and slightly unfolded a piece of cloth with cute yellow background and light blue flowers and leaves: "From the eyes of an old man, this horse is very suitable for the Lord."

"It's beautiful." I subconsciously expressed my inner thoughts, and then realized: "But, it's for Sanriyue..."

"Yes, I choose clothes for my lord, and my lord chooses clothes for my grandfather, don't I?" His calm expression made me wonder if I really said that just now.

But like this, it seems to be good... My face became faintly hot again for some reason, I avoided his gaze in a little panic, tried to focus on the fabric again, and said hello almost at a loss.

Obviously just ordinary, ordinary things.I took a deep breath, patted my face, and felt that I was always shy because of inexplicable things when I was around Sanriyue, like an idiot.

After finally calming down, I fell into the entanglement of what kind of clothes to buy for Sanriyue. Sanriyue is a natural clothes hanger, and she looks good in anything, but because of this, what kind of clothes should I buy for him? That's good... My eyes slid over the pieces of fabric, and gradually stopped on the shirt hanging on the side.

In my impression, I have never seen Sanriyue wear modern clothes. Does he not like it or has he never tried it?

"San Riyue." I called his name, and pointed to the shirt under his gaze: "Will San Riyue like shirts? Also, there are suits and so on."

He was a little surprised, and then nodded calmly: "Modern clothes? It's not bad, please ask the Lord to choose for me."

Judging from the expression, it shouldn't be annoying. I secretly remembered that, with the excitement of making a decision for the first time, I carefully observed the fabrics and flipped through the clothing style album on the side.

After a while, after Sanriyue finished talking with the shopkeeper, I leaned over and pointed to the shirt over there with the courage to tell the shopkeeper: "Hi, hello, please order two sets of album No. 12 on page 3 for this gentleman. Shirt, white cotton cloth marked A12, a suit jacket, dark blue cloth marked J927 and k1289, album No. 21 on page 1, and a bathrobe made of blue-gray fine-grain cloth marked o187, which is the traditional kind .”

After I stumbled and finished speaking, I shrank back subconsciously behind Sanriyue. Fortunately, the shopkeeper didn't think I was being rude. All the contents of the book became tangible fonts, and directed those fonts to fly to the booklet on the table.

"Please come here to measure the size." We followed the owner's wife to a curtain, stepped on a small high chair, and then - a flying soft ruler appeared in front of us.

Eh……?The soft ruler suddenly flew to my side and wrapped around my wrist, so scared that I almost fell off the chair, thanks to Sanri Yueyan who quickly hugged my waist.

"Hahaha, sorry, but don't worry, boy, it's just a measurement." The owner smiled and comforted me.

What a magical way, I watched the ruler circle around me, encircling my body, making me tickle uncontrollably, wanting to laugh out loud, another same ruler did the same thing to Sanriyue, but Sanriyue He looks very calm.

The three-day moon is not afraid of itching.I finally got used to the tickle, and my attention returned to Sanriyue. I stared at his unbelievably beautiful face, trying to find a little ticklish feeling from it, but saw his gaze on me, a little He narrowed his eyes a little, and curled up the corners of his lips.

This is... a foul.My breathing became disordered, and my body trembled slightly involuntarily. I couldn't tell whether it was because of itching or shyness.

……

The owner said that the sewing speed of this shop is very fast, but now it seems that it is really fast. After measuring the size, but after drinking two cups of tea at the table in the shop, all the custom-made clothes have been made. up.

The store manager who came out of the room deep in the store used a small wooden stick to direct the clothes to fly past us, and the boy wearing round glasses who followed her came out from the inside with plastic bags, unfolded them one by one, and packed them automatically. Folded clothes.

But when the middle furisode made of the fabric selected by Mikazuki was left, it floated straight to Mikazuki's hand.

"How about trying it on, my lord?" San Riyue took my hand and said with a smile.

"Eh? Okay, okay." I didn't doubt him, and nodded obediently.

But after Sanriyue and Sanriyue walked into the fitting room, I finally realized something was wrong.

"I...I myself..." I wanted to say that I came by myself, but I couldn't say it. Kimonos other than yukata need the help of others to put them on. It is impossible to do it by yourself. However, I took it off in front of Mikayue Clothes... Although I have done such things before, I am still so shy and nervous that I can't even speak well.

Under his smiling gaze, I felt my face getting hotter and hotter, and finally I blushed and lowered my head to unbutton it, but maybe it was because I was too nervous, and suddenly when I unbuttoned the second button It got stuck, and I couldn't untie it a few times. I was so anxious that I became more and more nervous, and my fingers were red because of the buttons.And at this moment, San Riyue suddenly pressed my shoulder, and when I raised my head subconsciously, she leaned over and kissed my lips.

The lips were gently licked, the jaws opened unconsciously, and every inch of the mouth seemed to be occupied by the mark. I was so dazed by his kiss, it wasn't until the two separated that I realized that the buttons on my clothes didn't know when. are all untied.

"Sanriyue..." I don't know what to say, I can only pronounce his name in my throat, and the fingers holding his sleeve seem to be stained with flushes, I feel that I am almost swallowed by shyness, but I can Under his gaze, he took off the shirt skirt that had been unbuttoned bit by bit.

With his help, I put on the furisode kimono with a cute yellow background and light blue flower petals, and put on a smoky purple obi. During the period, the kisses again and again made me forget my shy mood, and almost made me wear it. Before the end, his legs were so weak that he could only rely on him to maintain his standing.

It also caused me to notice my rosy and slightly swollen lips when I looked in the mirror after wearing them, and then I realized that the skirt and cuffs of the fluttering sleeves were actually painted in blue gray, crimson and milky colors in addition to the original pattern. The white silk thread is embroidered with large areas of flowers. At a glance, there are clusters of flowers, with suitable shades.

"Hmm~ my hair is messed up." In the mirror, I saw that my face was flushed, and he held me in his arms, stretched out his right hand holding the knife calmly and gently, and caressed my head with his knuckle fingers. Gently smoothed out my messy hair.

The hair was neatly combed by him, and the blush on his face finally faded away, leaving only a faint pink. I heard him laugh: "Very good, good, let's go, Yuka."

After walking out of the dressing room, maybe we changed clothes for too long, so there were two more people in the store, the unknown god judge and her family's Ranto Shiro, seeing us coming out, that house's Ranto Shiro looked When he came over, a surprised smile appeared on his face, he pulled his family's judge and praised: "My lord, look at that sleeve, it's so beautiful——!"

It is indeed very good-looking, after all, it was selected by Sanriyue. I was happy for his praise. I turned my head to look at Sanriyue, but saw that his expression was not very happy. He noticed that I was looking at me, Suddenly reached out and rubbed my head: "It's not right to only praise the clothes and not the Lord."

"My lord, it's very beautiful." He looked directly at such an ordinary me, and said such a compliment with a very gentle and sure expression, which made me, who was as small as me, feel shy and helpless at that moment, and slightly swelled up.

At this time, what should I say, to be praised, to be praised like this... I hardly dare to breathe.

He seemed to be able to see through my thoughts: "The Lord just needs to accept it."

"Lan Jiang, imitate others!" "My lord, imitate others' praise!" What the people nearby said, I have no ability to pay attention, my heart, my brain, and all my thoughts It's like being immersed in the night sky with a crescent moon.

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There will be another update tomorrow~ It feels good to have a manuscript.

The praise stem comes from the real life of Mori Mori and Mori Ogai√

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