Funinna, please let me steal your heart!

When Luna was feeling a little dizzy from being shaken, Chiori finally stopped.

There was no way to stop her; if they ignored her, she would definitely continue to harass them. Thinking of this, Chiori stood up, pressed down on the table, and picked up the hairpin again.

"Fine, go eat if you're hungry. No matter what trouble you're in, it's always good to eat first."

indeed so.

Luna nodded and pinched Chiori's side waist.

Although the thickness of the kimono prevented her from accurately pinching the flesh, Chiori still shuddered.

"What are you doing?" she asked, her eyes wide.

"If you say it's always good to have a meal first, then I'm really curious whether you've gained weight."

Chiori grabbed Luna's side tightly: "I'm perfectly fine! Don't keep touching me like that."

"But you touched me too, didn't you?" Luna said in pain.

"I can do it, but you can't."

"Wow, that's shameless!"

Chiori, who was called shameless, simply smiled and said, "Say what you will."

"His face is thicker than a city wall."

"I've heard that kind of talk a lot, I just don't care."

"Isn't that just being shameless?" Luna wisely refrained from saying it aloud.

"So, are you going or not? If not, just grab something to eat. I have some snacks here, but don't eat them on the sofa."

As Chiori spoke, she took the hairpin and was about to re-tie it in her hair.

But Luna pressed down on her hand the next second, then pressed down on her shoulder, pushed Chiori back into the chair, and then plopped down on her lap.

Chiori wasn't surprised at all; she simply looked up and asked, "Aren't you hungry?"

"Not hungry."

"Then don't talk nonsense."

"Then, I want to continue."

What should we continue with? This question flashed through Chiori's mind.

"Whatever you want. If you don't mind that customers might see you and then rumors will spread, gossip will fly, like 'A popular star and the owner of Chioriya are XXXX'," she sighed.

"XXXX?"

Luna ran her fingertip across Chiori's eyebrows and chuckled, "What answer should I fill in for these four words?"

Chiori grabbed her finger and said, "Who knows? I don't want to think about this kind of question."

"I don't mind, but do you?"

Chiori casually released her grip and began inspecting Luna's clothes.

It's undamaged and in good condition.

"Chiori?"

"how?"

"do you mind?"

I had no choice but to answer.

Chiori snorted: "If you mind, I'll throw you outside the moment you sit down and make you sit on the floor."

"That's ruthless. But if you say you'll do whatever I want, then don't go back on your word."

After Luna finished speaking, she straightened up and buried her face in Chiori's hair again.

No wonder she wouldn't let me wear the hairpin.

Chiori thought casually, her warm breath falling on her hair, as if each breath was ruffling her hair.

As for whether this would make her hairstyle messy, Chiori could only hope that Luna would be gentle and not do anything other than smell it.

"so."

"Ok?"

Chiori gripped Luna's hem and lowered her head slightly: "Isn't it about time you told me what happened?"

Luna turned her face to the side, pressing her cheek against Chiori's hair.

"Is it that obvious?" She hooked the small bow tied around Chiori's neck.

"Yes, or rather you never intended to hide it at all. But what surprises me is that you came to me instead of your Miss Watson."

Luna smiled and said, "I'll go find her later."

Chiori crossed her arms: "I see. We'll find one before moving on to the next."

“But you don’t need to do that. Just tell me everything, and you’ll feel much better.” Her tone was calm, just like when she first met her.

“We made a promise,” Chiori said again.

"That's true, but it's not a big deal."

"Whether it's big or not is not up to you to decide."

Luna thought to herself, "What is this? She doesn't even have a say in her own affairs."

I saw my family the day before yesterday.

"that's it?"

"that's it."

Chiori understood everything: "I understand now, you're lonely."

"You're such a great detective! Have you ever considered expanding your business and turning Chiori's House into Chiori's Agency?" Luna said with a smile, ruffling Chiori's hair.

Don't mess up my hair.

Swatting her hand away, Chiori smoothed her messy hair with her hand, then lifted Luna by the back of her collar.

"Come down."

"Give me a reason."

"No reason, get down here."

Luna scoffed, "You stingy little thing."

She got off Chiori's lap, turned around, and headed towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Chiori asked, grabbing her wrist.

"Don't you think I'm bothering you?"

Chiori raised an eyebrow: "Huh? When did I say such a thing? Don't add unfounded accusations against me. Come here."

She led Luna to the front of the changing room.

"Go in."

Then they pushed Luna into the changing room.

"Wait a moment."

The footsteps faded into the distance. Luna leaned against the wall and waited for a while. Chiori returned, carrying a black men's tuxedo.

"Take off."

Luna's expression was subtle, her cheeks slightly flushed: "You pushed me into the changing room just to do this?"

"Otherwise what? Okay, enough nonsense—forget it, I'll just get straight to it. Anyway, you're going to say 'Chiori, please change it for me,' and I'm tired of hearing that."

Chiori pulled the curtain up behind her back, then grabbed Luna's hem.

"Remember to take responsibility," Luna said with a smile.

"Responsible?"

Chiori was taken aback, but then she understood what she meant.

She took a breath and pulled it up: "You're the one who should be held responsible for interfering with my design."

"Wait, your hand is brushing against my chest!"

"I will not take responsibility."

She's so unreasonable... or rather, she's too lazy to be reasonable.

A moment later, Luna looked at the mirror in the dressing room.

"What is this outfit?"

Chiori observed, "I made this while making your performance costume. It was inspired by the Water God's costume and is very suitable as formal attire for you to wear when you co-star with her."

"Although I didn't want to give it to you so soon, I couldn't stand seeing you like that. How about it?"

"You can't stand it, so you're changing my clothes?" Luna said, annoyed.

Chiori smiled and said, "That's right."

How many clothes are you going to make for me before you stop?

"It depends on my mood."

"That answer is a bit too cunning."

"I do not care."

Chiori grabbed Luna's shoulders and forced her to turn around. Her reflection in the mirror looked so beautiful that Chiori nodded in satisfaction.

Do you remember what I said before?

Luna smiled and said, "I won't forget."

Clothes not only bring out a beautiful appearance, but can also brighten the heart.