I, Kousaka Kyousuke, the Knight of the Helping Table

Fumino, who was wearing a black bikini (for some reason, the swimsuit was deliberately one size smaller), looked at her shyly with watery eyes and said, "Kyosuke, I heard that we were going to the beach, so I specially picked this swimsuit. What do you...what do you think?"

At the same time, Fumino folded her hands in front of her chest, acting like a shy little girl.

"what!!"

Kyosuke screamed when Xiaoyu stepped on him.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm telling you, you've got it all written on your face."

Xiaoyu snorted and turned her head away.

"I...I'm fine..."

Kyousuke defended himself while rubbing his feet.

Although it was my fault that Fumino was distracted, I was also led astray by you.

"You don't have to hide it. After all, your husband is a boy. It's a man's nature to have his eyes on the pot while eating from the bowl. I already know this, Xiaoyu."

Who will believe you? It doesn’t matter if you still step on me.

Even if Kyosuke had zero emotional intelligence, he could tell that this was a sarcasm.

"I'll tell you everything..."

"Oh, by the way, I want to try this one on first... Excuse me, please come over here for a moment."

Xiaoyu completely ignored Kyousuke's explanation and called the clerk. After a brief communication with the clerk, she walked into the fitting room.

"I clearly told her no."

Kyosuke finally understood what it meant to be unable to defend himself, but it was okay for Xiaoyu that she had completely misunderstood him.

How can I think about my ex-girlfriend while shopping with my current girlfriend (? )?

"..."

Ah, forget it.

If possible, Kyosuke really wanted to see Fumino wearing a swimsuit (black bikini), it must be very pleasing to the eyes.

"My dear, I have kept you waiting for a long time."

About ten minutes later, Xiaoyu came out of the fitting room.

"Hey, look, how about this one?"

Xiaoyu was wearing the blue and white bikini she had just picked up, and a headscarf with the same pattern on her head. She turned around and posed with one hand on her waist, asking Kyosuke for his opinion.

"Do you think it's appropriate? Is it beautiful?"

"..."

"Ms. sir?"

"Yeah."

This bright-colored bikini is really suitable for Xiaoyu. I don’t know how she found it, but it really suits her.

That's not quite right. It should be said that after putting on this swimsuit, Tama, who originally belonged to the Yamato Nadeshiko type, had a different flavor from usual. The original dignified and elegant style turned into a cheerful style full of youthful vitality. It's really touching.

To put it bluntly, it's really, really, very cute.

"..."

But Kyosuke felt a little ashamed for saying his thoughts out loud. The black bikini incident just now made Kyosuke a little embarrassed. He was afraid that after he praised Tama, she would say something about Fumino. And if we put aside Kyosuke's subjective opinion, if we look at it from an objective point of view, is this swimsuit really suitable for Tama to that extent? Kyosuke was not very confident in his taste in swimsuits. It would be better to say that asking him to judge the suitability of a beautiful girl's swimsuit is like asking him to judge Dion's gender.

"Ah, I think it's good."

In order to avoid making mistakes by talking too much, Kyosuke could only answer Xiaoyu's questions in an ambiguous way.

"Um……"

After hearing Kyosuke's comments, Xiaoyu looked as if she was thinking about something.

"What's wrong?"

"My husband's performance is not what Xiaoyu imagined. He is not excited at all."

As she said that, Xiaoyu looked at the space between Kyousuke's legs with disdain - there was nothing there at all. But she was dissatisfied because there was nothing there.

Kyosuke found that it was better for him to keep his mouth shut, otherwise who knows if this slutty vixen would race in public.

"I understand. This method still doesn't work..."

Xiaoyu seemed to have discovered the highlight herself.

"what?"

"…Nothing…I should…"

Xiaoyu muttered as she picked up a few other swimsuits and walked back to the fitting room.

"Hey, what about this one? How about this one?"

This time, Mixia came out in a white one-piece swimsuit. She made a shooting gesture with her hand, closed one eye and asked Kyosuke what he thought: "How is it? Do you think it's weird?"

"It seems like there shouldn't be any problem... maybe?"

"Well……"

However, this time Xiaoyu seemed not very satisfied with the swimsuit. She frowned slightly and walked back to the fitting room.

"Hey, isn't this one very cute? I think it's very nice too."

Jade then struck a third pose while wearing a colorful one-piece swimsuit.

"Well, yes. It's very cute..."

Kyosuke stopped talking halfway because he noticed Xiaoyu was glaring at him.

"My husband, you are really insincere."

Her voice sounded full of displeasure.

"But I..."

It's not that I don't mean to be insincere, it's just that I don't understand at all... and after what happened with Fumino just now, how can I dare to say anything nonsense?

"Well, Xiaoyu, I'm really angry. In that case..."

"Ah, hello..."

Xiaoyu ignored Kyosuke's weak greeting and angrily returned to the fitting room. It seemed that she intended to continue choosing.

But swimsuits...

Kyosuke didn't understand why Xiaoyu was so obsessed with choosing a swimsuit. It was just a swimsuit, so as long as the design was okay and the size was right, it would be fine. Of course, the most important thing was that she wouldn't be exposed under the attack of the waves. As for other things, there was no need to worry about it. After all, Xiaoyu looked good in any swimsuit with her figure.

But if it was Fumino, would he have the same attitude? Kyosuke couldn't help but fall into deep thought. If that's the case, then that black bikini... that one is simply a high-quality accessory carefully selected for Fumino. Maybe the designer took everything about Fumino into consideration when designing it. This bikini, no, it should be said that it is a work of art. It must contain Fumino's passion and soul... Just thinking about the possibility that Fumino might wear this thing, Kyosuke felt his gentleman soul surging at the tip of his nose. At this moment, Kyosuke felt as if his brain was burned out. He selectively ignored the fact that Fumino, as a lady, might not be able to wear a bikini. His thinking ability was close to that of Astolfo, who would always count to 9 when excited.

"——Kyosuke."

"??"

Kyosuke suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.

It was a gentle but clear soprano voice.

Looking back, there was——

"What do you think? Does this...still fit me?"

Wearing a black bikini... Fumino was standing there.

"Fum...Fumino?"

Kyosuke felt his heart beating strangely the moment he saw the other person.

Fumino... Why is Fumino here? Is it because I just thought too much about the unspeakable story between Fumino and the bikini, so my brain is hallucinating?

"I chose this for Kyousuke... Isn't it... inappropriate?"

"Huh? Ah..."

For a moment, Kyosuke was stunned.

“…Puff. Ahahaha.”

Fumino suddenly laughed. Normally, she would never laugh so loudly.

"Hahahahaha, your expression is so funny! Husband, it's so funny!"

"Al?"

"Haven't you figured it out yet? It's me, it's me, lah~"

"Fumino" smiled mischievously and changed her appearance, turning into the pink-haired, fox-eared girl that Kyosuke was familiar with.

This is...

"Xiaoyu?"

Xiaoyu laughed and nodded.

"That's right. My skills are pretty good, right? My husband must have remembered that I am a fox demon, Xiaoyu. Changing my body and appearance is a piece of cake for me."

"..."

Kyousuke was speechless.

Although I heard Xiaoyu say a long time ago that she could transform into other people's appearances, I didn't expect it to be this similar... Before she laughed, her expression and behavior were exactly the same as Fumino's, except for the cup size. I don't know why Xiaoyu chose her own cup instead of Fumino's (Fumino's is one size smaller than Xiaoyu's). Is this probably the girl's persistence?

"Hehe, husband, your heart was beating fast just now, right? Xiaoyu knew that you were still thinking about that woman."

Xiaoyu looked up at Kyousuke with a devilish expression.

"Do you really think I'm her? Your face is flushed red! I didn't expect that my husband has such an innocent side. When he was young..."

"What happened to me when I was little?"

"...Ah, I heard from mother that when you were little, you would often take the initiative to get close to young and beautiful older sisters. Yes, that's right. I heard it from mother."

"I'm not some 5-year-old Potato Head kid."

She really told everything. Kyosuke had a clearer understanding of Kano's big mouth. However, as he had gotten rid of the vulgar tastes of his childhood, Kyosuke denied Xiaoyu's statement with all his might.