Elf: Rewriting the script, starting with Black Stocking Hanako

Hearing Sakura's call, Jiang Chuan paused in his action of lowering the curtain.

Sakura turned around, facing the direction of the curtain.

She had one hand on her hip, and the other hand resting on the edge of the stockings that weren't fully pulled up.

Her posture was casual, but combined with her current outfit, there was an indescribable charm to her casualness.

"You can be the connoisseur here for a bit."

"Take a look at how many outfits I changed into, and give me some feedback."

"Which ones are beautiful, and which ones have unique features?"

"Preparing for the performance."

"what?"

Jiang Chuan was stunned for a moment.

He stood outside the curtain and hesitated for a second.

Then he lowered the curtain in his hand and stood inside.

This temporary changing room wasn't very big to begin with.

Now that the two of them are standing inside, the space suddenly feels cramped.

Jiang Chuan leaned against the curtain, gazing at the cherry blossoms before him.

I couldn't see the whole thing through the curtain just now.

Now that he's standing in, the entire scene is presented to him without any obstruction.

Cherry blossoms stood there in front of the dressing mirror.

One leg is on a small stool, and the other leg is standing straight.

The black stockings were pulled up to mid-thigh, the lace tops standing out starkly against her fair skin. Above that was a large expanse of bare skin, until it was interrupted by a high-slit lace pantyhose.

The underwear was held together by thin straps on both sides.

It was tied very casually.

It seems like it would loosen with just a gentle pull.

Above the waistline are a flat stomach and a slender waist.

Her hair was tied in a high ponytail.

A few stray hairs fell across her neck and collarbone.

He stood there, looking like a painting.

A painting rich in detail.

Jiang Chuan's gaze slowly swept over the area from bottom to top.

Then he smiled.

That smile carried a hint of helplessness, and a touch of mockery.

"Sakura-neechan".

He began to speak.

"You..."

He gestured with his eyes to indicate the size of Sakura's body.

"This set is a bit too private."

"Is this something I can watch?"

Upon hearing this, Sakura didn't feel shy at all; instead, she laughed.

She had no reservations about these private matters with Jiang Chuan.

Because in her heart, Jiang Chuan would see all of this sooner or later.

Moreover.

The goal now is to guide Jiang Chuan to stir his emotions.

Let him launch an offensive against himself or against Xiaoxia.

Thinking about this, Sakura felt even more at ease.

She nodded.

His tone carried an air of self-righteousness.

"Let's see."

"She's not naked."

"I'm just letting you appreciate how nice the clothes are and how well they're styled."

After saying that, Sakura chuckled and removed her hands from the edge of her stockings, crossing them over her chest. She tilted her head slightly, adopting a senior-like demeanor, and looked Jiang Chuan up and down.

"What's wrong?"

"Are you shy?"

Her tone was clearly teasing.

"Xiaoxia doesn't usually dress you up in nice clothes, does she?"

"Haven't you two done anything fun?"

That's a very clever question.

On the surface, it was teasing Jiang Chuan about being shy, but in reality, it was trying to get information out of him.

She couldn't get anything out of Xiaoxia.

That brat is very tight-lipped; she blushes and changes the subject as soon as it's mentioned.

Okay.

Xiaoxia's side is unbreakable.

Let's start with Jiangchuan.

She wanted to see just how far things had progressed between Xiaoxia and Jiangchuan.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuan couldn't help but conjure up certain images in his mind.

Xiaoxia always wears nice clothes when she's with him.

Although she was extremely shy at first.

I have to coax and cajole her every time before she'll agree to wear those more unusual outfits.

But later on, she became more and more open-minded.

Sometimes, even without him saying anything, Xiaoxia would spontaneously surprise him.

It's a journey.

The environment is changeable.

Inside tents, in hotels, under the starry sky in the wilderness.

There will inevitably be some random things.

However, Xiaoxia had repeatedly warned her not to reveal anything about her failing the review process, lest she lose face in front of her sisters.

Jiang Chuan agreed.

So when faced with Cherry Blossom's platitudes, he simply smiled and gave a very subtle reply.

"I think so."

"Sometimes unexpectedly."

"On a journey, the environment is ever-changing."

"Some surprises are inevitable."

After listening, Sakura nodded thoughtfully.

She roughly knew what was going on.

It seems that Xiaoxia, that brat, gave Jiang Chuan a heads-up beforehand.

Sure.

This girl.

Sakura made a mental note of Xiaxia's memory.

Then she spoke, her tone implying, "I understand everything, but I won't say it."

"OK."

"It's good to have unexpected surprises."

She winked at Jiang Chuan.

"You two need to hurry up and cause more accidents."

After saying that, she didn't wait for Jiang Chuan's response.

He turned around and walked behind the cover on the side.

"Alright, I'll change my clothes first."

The covering was a white cloth curtain, hanging next to the clothes rack.

Sakura walked behind the curtain, revealing only her shoulders and above.

She turned her head and said to Jiang Chuan.

"Wait for me a moment."

"I'll show you this one first."

Then a rustling sound came from behind the curtain.

Jiang Chuan stood still, leaning against the curtain, his gaze fixed on the full-length mirror opposite him. His own face was reflected in the mirror, and his expression remained relatively calm.

About two minutes later.

The curtain was pulled open.

Cherry blossoms emerged from behind.

She changed into a different outfit.

She wore a light blue halter-neck swimsuit, the fabric crisscrossing and wrapping around her chest, outlining a curve. Her lower body was clad in a matching light blue bodycon skirt, the hem just covering her upper thighs. She wore the same black stockings, the lace tops peeking out from under the skirt.

"How's this set?"

Sakura stood in front of the dressing mirror, turned to the side, looked at her profile, then turned her head and looked at Jiang Chuan with a questioning gaze.

Jiang Chuan crossed his arms and looked him up and down.

"The style is nice, and the color is refreshing."

He gestured with his chin, indicating that she should turn around.

The cherry blossoms obediently circled around.

The hem of her skirt fluttered slightly, revealing a small section of her upper thigh.

"However, there's a problem with this system."

Jiang Chuan's tone was very calm, as if he were making a serious analysis.

"While the neck strap design looks nice, the performance will last for more than an hour, which will tire your neck. Also, the shoulder straps are too thin and may slip off during big movements. Functionally, it's not very suitable for water performances."

After listening, Sakura looked down at her bra strap and then tugged at it.

That makes sense.

She nodded, turned around, and walked back behind the curtain.

"Change into another set."

Jiang Chuan changed his stance, shifting his weight from his left foot to his right foot.

He noticed that the gap in the curtain was quite large. From the side, he could see a section of calf peeking out from under the curtain. Black stockings covered the ankle, and the toes curled slightly before relaxing.

Then came a rustling sound from behind the curtain.

This time it was much faster.

Less than a minute later, the cherry blossoms reappeared.

This time, I changed into a pure white two-piece swimsuit. The top was a sporty design with a thin zipper at the chest, running from the neckline down to just below my collarbone. The bottom was a high-waisted triangle style with straps tied in bows on both sides. I wore nude stockings, which shimmered faintly under the lights.

The combination of white and flesh tones creates a striking overall visual effect.

Sakura stood in front of the mirror, let her hair down from her ponytail and drape it over her shoulders, then turned to the side and put one hand on her hip.

"What about this one?"

Jiang Chuan's gaze started from her shoulder and traveled downwards.

Shoulders, collarbone, waistline, hip bones, thighs, calves.

He looked at it very carefully, as if he were examining a work of art.

"This set is better than the last one."

He began to speak.

"The white color is very eye-catching on the water, and the audience can see it clearly even from a distance. The sporty top design is suitable for movement, and the high-waisted briefs can lengthen the leg proportions."

He paused for a moment at this point.

"However, flesh-colored stockings are not suitable."

"Oh?"

Sakura looked down at her legs.

Why?

"Nude-colored stockings change color when wet, creating a color difference between them and your skin, making your legs look patched up. You either have to switch to black stockings or simply not wear stockings at all."

Sakura nodded thoughtfully.

"So professional! You've learned so much on your trip!"

She gave Jiang Chuan a thumbs-up, then turned and went back behind the curtain.

This time, the commotion behind the curtain was a bit bigger than before.

You can hear the sound of clothes hangers clattering together, and Cherry Blossom clicking her tongue softly, as if a hook had snagged her hair.

Then it was quiet for a few seconds.

The curtain was pulled open again.

When Sakura came out, Jiang Chuan's gaze visibly paused for a moment.

She changed into a black outfit.

But it's not an ordinary swimsuit.

The bra is a strappy style, with the straps crossing at the chest, going around the shoulders, and tying into a knot at the back. The fabric is minimal, just enough to support the curves of the chest.

The lower body consists of tie-up briefs with the straps on both sides tied into bows, the tails of which hang down to the hip bones.

She changed into a pair of garter stockings.

The black lace garter straps extended from the upper thigh to just above the knee. The garter straps were fastened above the bows on either side of the panties, creating a continuous visual line.

The entire outfit probably doesn't even use as much fabric as a single T-shirt.

Sakura stood in front of the mirror, turned around, and faced away from Jiang Chuan.

The straps across her back crossed in a diamond shape and extended all the way to her waist. The area around her lower back was just exposed, with two shallow indentations symmetrically distributed on either side of her spine.

"What about this one?"

The sound of cherry blossoms came from the other side of the mirror.

Jiang Chuan remained silent for two seconds.

"This set..."

He carefully considered his words.

"The visual effects are outstanding."

"but?"

Cherry blossoms looked at him in the mirror.

"But isn't this outfit a bit inappropriate for a performance?"

After listening, Sakura turned around and faced Jiang Chuan directly.

"So you mean this outfit doesn't look good?"

She tilted her head slightly, a smile playing on her lips.

"No." Jiang Chuan shook his head: "It looks good, I mean in other aspects~"

Sakura looked into his eyes and smiled.

"Okay, I understand."

Sakura then showed Jiang Chuan several more aesthetically pleasing outfits, and Jiang Chuan carefully gave his opinion on each one. In the end, Sakura decided on the outfit she wanted.

After changing, Sakura crossed her arms and looked at Jiang Chuan, teasingly saying with a smile.

"Oh, right."

"You said that black outfit wasn't suitable for the performance."

"What occasions would that be suitable for?"

Jiang Chuan looked at her; her eyes were calm, but the smile at the corner of her mouth betrayed her.

"When suitable for a special audience."

Jiang Chuan's answer was very concise.

Sakura gently bit her lip, suddenly feeling a little hot.

She had originally intended to guide Jiang Chuan, but it seems she herself has become uncooperative.

After all, she is a woman too.

Moreover, women her age are much more sensitive and intense than Xiaoxia.

Sakura stood in front of the mirror, took a deep breath, and then took another deep breath.

She turned around and looked at Jiang Chuan.

"Alright."

Her voice sounded fairly steady.

"This appreciation session has now come to an end."

"Hurry up and go find the air gun, Xia must be getting impatient."

Jiang Chuan nodded.

"it is good."

He turned around, lifted the curtain, and went outside.

The curtain fell behind him.

Cherry blossoms stood still, watching the curtain sway less and less until it finally came to a complete stop.

Then she raised her hand and pressed it against her chest.

My heart is pounding.

She closed her eyes and took another deep breath.

Call ~

Slowly exhale.

After repeating this three or four times, my heartbeat gradually returned to normal.

She opened her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror.

Her cheeks were still a little red.

She raised her hand and touched her face, her palm touching her burning skin.

"Oh dear~ really..."

She muttered something under her breath.

He didn't say the rest.

He just slightly curved the corners of his mouth.

………………

After Jiang Chuan came out of the temporary changing room, he found the air gun on the shelf at the very back of the warehouse. The air gun was hidden under a pile of old curtains, with only the handle showing. He lifted the curtains, pulled out the air gun, checked it, and found that it still worked.

He walked outside with the air gun in his hand.

He paused as he passed a mirror on a wall.

I looked at myself in the mirror.

His expression was normal.

The clothes are neat.

The pants are in normal condition.

He glanced down at his pants.

Fortunately, he has superpowers, which can suppress it somewhat.

Otherwise, I would have really embarrassed myself in the changing room just now.

Jiang Chuan sighed and continued walking out.

When we reached the open space on the lawn, Xiaoxia was squatting among a pile of inflatable toys, holding a deflated buoy and examining it closely. Hearing footsteps, she looked up.

"Did you find it?"

Jiang Chuan raised the air gun in his hand and shook it.

"Found it."

"Why is it taking so long?"

Xiaoxia stood up, dusted off her hands, and tilted her head to look at Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan walked over and handed her the air gun.

"We found some miscellaneous items in the warehouse just now, probably piled up there during construction. We searched for a while longer."

His tone was very natural.

Xiaoxia said "Oh" and took the air gun.

When she received the call, she suddenly stared at Jiang Chuan's face.

"Ugh."

She reached out and pointed below Jiang Chuan's nose.

Why is your nose bleeding?

Jiang Chuan exclaimed "Ah!" and raised his hand to wipe it.

A little bit of red was on my fingertip.

It was indeed a nosebleed.

He wiped it with the back of his hand without changing his expression.

"It's probably because I've been eating too well lately, and I'm feeling a bit overheated."

Xiaoxia tilted her head, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

"Did you eat something good?"

"Could it be because I ate too much abalone?"

She reached out and poked Jiang Chuan's arm.

I told you to eat less last night, but you wouldn't listen.

She waved her hand in a very serious manner.

"Put all the meat dishes in my bowl tonight, and you can have all my vegetables."

Jiang Chuan looked at her and couldn't help but smile.

"You've got a really good plan."

He raised his hand and flicked Xiaoxia's forehead.

"No, I did all the physical labor during the day, and you ate all the meat? Where am I supposed to replenish the energy I lost!"

Xiaoxia covered her forehead, feeling righteous and self-righteous.

"If you have a sore throat, you should eat lighter foods. I'm doing this for your own good."

"You..."

Jiang Chuan squatted down, picked up a deflated inflatable seal, attached the connector of the air gun to it, and pressed the switch. The air gun hummed, and the inflatable seal slowly expanded into a round shape.

Xiaoxia also squatted down and picked up another inflatable toy.

Two people squatted side by side on the lawn, inflating one inflatable toy after another. Sunlight streamed down from above, casting two very close shadows on the grass.

Xiaoxia cheered him on while secretly glancing at Jiang Chuan.

He stared intently at the inflatable toy in his hand; the blood from his nose had been wiped away, leaving no trace.

But she always felt that something was not quite right.

"Never mind," Xiaoxia thought, looking away. "The Cerulean Gym is my home. Even if something seems wrong, it'll ultimately be right..."