Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

"Humph, that woman is so annoying."

Shokuhou Misaki also did not hide her hostility at all.

"But I guess the other person thinks the same of you."

If he doesn't understand his girlfriend's weird personality, who else can understand it?

I guess no one has ever found fault with her. She was just finding fault with others on her own whim.

"What do you mean?"

Shokuhou Misaki raised her eyelids without hesitation and glanced at Haramura Makoto.

Even though it wasn't so obvious, did he think he couldn't understand the meaning?

"Forget it, forget it, don't dwell on this kind of thing."

Haramura Makoto quickly changed the subject.

If you continue to say something wrong after you have already said it, you would be a fool.

"Compared to this, do you have anything else to do tonight? I don't think you have classes in Tokiwadai."

"Ah, there was a class, but it was a swimming class, and I skipped it."

Shokuhou Misaki waved her hands nonchalantly.

What to say.

This action perfectly fits Shokuhou Misaki's personality. She is a complete sports idiot and has no talent for any sports.

I have never thought about improving this aspect and have always adopted the attitude of avoiding it if possible.

"Well, in that case, how about having dinner together outside?"

"I just found a great restaurant on the Internet, shall we try it tonight?"

Shokuhou Misaki's eyes instantly lit up, and her little face, which had been a little gloomy just now, instantly broke into a smile.

"Are you inviting me to go on a date with you?"

"Of course."

"Although we have become a couple, the most important thing between lovers has not yet been done."

"I don't want to be a bad boyfriend."

Haramura Makoto was also staring closely at Shokuhou Misaki's beautiful starry eyes.

Under the burning gaze of Haramura Makoto, Shokuhou Misaki couldn't help but lower her head shyly.

"But I haven't prepared any suitable clothes yet."

Tokiwadai does have a rule that students must wear school uniforms when going out even on holidays, but Shokuhou Misaki has never been a student who follows the rules, right?

"In that case!"

Haramura Makoto stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.

"Then how about we go out now? I can go shopping with you for clothes."

Chapter 164: First Meeting with Sister Misaki

No matter how lazy a woman is, or how weak her physical strength is.

But when shopping, these women can display unimaginable endurance.

With her hands full of bags filled with various brand-name luxury goods, not only had Shokuhou Misaki changed out of her Tokiwadai school uniform, but even Haramura Makoto had also changed out of clothes that he had been wearing for who knows how long.

"How about it?"

With her hands slightly lifting the hem of her skirt, Shokuhou Misaki gently turned like a ballerina, showing her beauty along with her newly bought clothes to Haramura Makoto.

What to say.

Shokuhou Misaki, who usually wears the Tokiwadai school uniform, is already pure and charming.

Now she has changed into a pure white dress.

Needless to say, her face and hairstyle are still as exquisite as usual. The slightly pulled-down neckline reveals Shokuhou Misaki's delicate collarbone and round shoulders, but does not reveal more than that, giving people a sexy and youthful feeling.

The clothes, which were designed to fit perfectly to the body curves, perfectly showed off Shokuhou Misaki's slender waist.

Judging from her slender waist that is so thin that it cannot be grasped with one hand, it is totally unbelievable what she said about her body type that is prone to obesity.

This is obviously the perfect A4 waist.

The short skirt on the lower body hangs down to ten centimeters above the spider web white silk she is wearing. A touch of flesh color is interspersed between the pleated skirt and the spider web white silk, creating another kind of visual impact.

It is said that Buddha relies on clothes and horses rely on saddles.

Shokuhou Misaki, who was already very beautiful, became so beautiful after being dressed up like this that it was impossible to take your eyes off her.

The so-called pure and lustful one is probably referring to the current Shokuhou Misaki.

"very beautiful."

This is the only way Haramura Makoto can describe it.

This is not to say that he is perfunctory, but no matter how many adjectives are used, there is no other meaning. It can only be described as beautiful.

Shokuhou Misaki also had a smile on her face, and she didn't think that Haramura Makoto's description was just a perfunctory response to her.

Because the look that Haramura Makoto rested on her was the best compliment to her.

The saying that women dress up to please themselves is absolutely correct.

She doesn't care much about other people's eyes and praises, as long as Haramura Makoto likes it.

"You are handsome, too."

There was a soft pink blush on Shokuhou Misaki's fair face, and her two little hands, as white as hairtail, were placed on Haramura Makoto's collar, helping him fix it.

Since she herself had already changed into new clothes, how could she possibly forget Haramura Makoto's clothes.

Of course, there are many clothes that can reflect the beauty of women.

There are naturally many clothes that can show a man's handsomeness, but at the dinner occasion tonight, the most suitable clothing to reflect Haramura Makoto's temperament is formal wear.

Isn’t there a very good saying?

When you don't know what to wear, formal wear is your best choice.

So Shokuhou Misaki chose a pure white suit for Haramura Makoto.

Although it is not a custom-made suit, the size of the suit does fit Haramura Makoto's body very well.

He has a straight and tall posture, wearing a white suit, a blue shirt and a red tie.

The leather shoes on the feet and the gloves on the hands are of course also white.

This makes Haramura Makoto, who already has an extraordinary temperament, look even more noble.

"It's almost time. Let's go have dinner. Our reservation time is almost up."

It was around two in the afternoon when they came out, and they accompanied Shokuhou Misaki walking around the streets for about two hours.

The time he made a reservation at the hotel was half past five.

Although it’s a bit early, it’s almost time now.

"Okay, how do we get there?"

"Do you want me to call a car now?"

Shokuhou Misaki was about to take out her cell phone from her handbag and call the driver who was on standby here.

"Call him over, but just ask him to take these luggage back."

"Anyway, we still have a lot of free time, how about we just walk over there leisurely?"

Well, of course Haramura Makoto could put all these gifts into his own personal space, but doing so on the street would still be too conspicuous.

Moreover, if he had done that just now, there's no telling how long Shokuhou Misaki would have taken to buy it.

The driver left quickly, and Haramura Makoto and Shokuhou Misaki also walked slowly towards the hotel.

but……

"Oh, ah, the electric shock of Onesama is still the same, the same as always..."

A crackling sound was heard, and a blue arc of light flashed in the sky, followed by the intermittent moans of a girl.

"This voice?"

Shokuhou Misaki, who was holding Haramura Makoto's arm, frowned.

Then he poked his little head out and looked in the direction of the sound.

"Heizi, watch me heal your perverted brain."

The next voice that rang out was a female voice filled with anger.

Haramura Makoto, like Shokuhou Misaki, also cast his gaze over there.

It was an outdoor seating area of ​​a cafe.

A short girl with naturally curly hair tied into twin ponytails, wearing a Tokiwadai school uniform, collapsed on the table. Her body was still shaking slightly, as if she had just experienced something.

Opposite her, there was a girl with short brown hair that reached her shoulders and was furious.

She was wearing the same Tokiwadai school uniform, had a pair of hazel eyes, and a pretty face with a competitive look.

All in all, this is a pretty cute looking girl.

But she exudes the same reliability and heroism as a boy.

The arm that was originally around his arm suddenly loosened, and when he felt the feeling of being pulled away, Haramura Makoto turned his head and looked at Shokuhou Misaki.

Shokuhou Misaki had already started walking towards the two Tokiwadai students who were arguing.

Haramura Makoto was a little behind, but he quickly caught up with Shokuhou Misaki.

Obviously, Shokuhou Misaki is no longer in the mood to go straight to the restaurant, but wants to join in.

For Haramura Makoto, it was nice to have such a change before dinner.

"I, Shirai Kuroko, have the mission to protect the chastity of onee-sama."

The short girl was still lying on the table, as if she had some obsession. Even in this obviously paralyzed state, she still said such words.

It was also obvious that the short girl's words made the brown-haired girl even more furious.

"How dare you say that, Heizi. Why did you lift my skirt to protect my chastity?"

The girl's face flushed and she shouted, but the short girl seemed to be completely deaf to what people said and words came out of her mouth like a machine gun.

"Who told you to always wear those tasteless safety pants, elder sister..."

"Whoosh..."

"After all, wearing safety pants under a short uniform skirt..."

The short-haired girl's face became redder and redder, as red as a ripe peach, because she felt the gazes from all around her.

"Hei...zi..."

"Hehehe, isn't this Misaka-san?"

"I haven't seen you for a while, but you haven't changed at all. Not only has your figure not grown, but your femininity is still as low as before."

"I'm worried about your future."

Familiar voice, familiar idiom.

It was this voice that made the brown-haired girl freeze in place as if she had been struck by lightning. She then mechanically raised her head and looked at the figure slowly walking towards her.

Then, feeling somewhat reluctant, he uttered a few words.

"Food…Bee, why…are you…here?"

Who is the person she least wants to see right now?

Without a doubt, it was the woman in front of him.