This is not the date I wanted.

"Giving a clock as a present... seems to me to be a subtle hint of murderous intent."

After secretly lamenting the cultural differences, Mengyue unwrapped her gift.

Inside was a pair of plush gloves in the shape of a cat's paw.

"Uh, there's also the smell of Polygonum multiflorum."

Looking at the gift in front of her, Meng Yue showed a subtle expression.

"That guy...did he misunderstand something?"

PS: Notice, during the final exam review period, the update speed will be slow. But at least it will be updated weekly.

PS2: If you are confused about the appearance of Kuang San, please read the original short story "Santa Claus Kuang San"

PS3: Happy New Year.

Dream Moon Christmas (I)

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December 12, Christmas Day, 25:12 p.m.

"Well, that's about it."

After strolling to the station in Tiangong City, Mengyue looked up at the time on the clock and came to the bronze statue of Ba Gong.

"Well... this kind of clothing will be fine."

Seeing that she had arrived a little early, Meng Yue took the opportunity to examine her clothes.

She wore a white warm gown with a women's windbreaker embroidered with light blue mesh patterns on the outside, and light blue jeans as the pants. Although she also considered shorts that could highlight her figure, considering the cold weather, Meng Yue decisively chose long pants and then put on velvet leather boots.

To be honest, Meng Yue also felt that her outfit was a bit casual. Although she had thought about dressing up a bit for a date, she was not good at choosing clothes. Although she could ask Mei Jiu and the others to help her, she didn't want to be treated like a dress-up doll, so in the end she just gave up and took a few clothes from the closet to get by.

(Well, forget it. Anyway, the person I’m dating is Shidou. There’s no need to be so serious.)

Meng Yue shrugged and thought.

After all, he was that guy. If no one reminded him, it would be difficult for him to notice such a detail change in his clothes. And if Shidao hadn't said yesterday that he was looking forward to today's Christmas gift (date), Mengyue would not even consider dressing up to highlight her feminine charm. And when she and Shidao were together, they were both in a completely relaxed state. It was more like a family going out than a date. There was no need to be restrained at all.

(But if that's the case, does this really count as a date between Shidou and me?)

With her back against the statue, Meng Yue couldn't help but lower her head in deep thought. Isn't a date supposed to be about young boys and girls holding innocent and romantic feelings to attract each other, and then, under the guidance of hormones, ignoring the health of innocent passers-by, spreading sweet and sickly dog ​​food in public?

(Is Shidou looking forward to that kind of date?)

Meng Yue couldn't help but frown and tried to imagine that scene -

Shidao: "Sorry, I'm late."

Meng Yue: "It's okay, I just got here too."

Shidao: "Is there any place you want to go next?"

Meng Yue: "As long as you like it, anywhere is fine~"

Shidao: "Me too, as long as it's a place you like. I'm willing to accompany you no matter where in the world you go."

Meng Yue: "Hate~ Why are you so considerate?"

Shidao: "Because you are the most important person to me, I like you~ Mengyue."

Meng Yue: "Shidao~I also——"

-

"——!!!!!?"

Meng Yue was instantly disgusted and got goosebumps.

(Forget it! After all, don’t force yourself with things you’re not good at. Don’t think too much and just go at your normal pace.)

Mengyue shook her head to get rid of the boring thoughts, adjusted her mood and waited for Shidao to arrive.

The time shown on the clock in front of the station ticked away, a few minutes later than the agreed time, but Mengyue was not so anxious. She silently watched the bustling crowd passing by on the sidewalk.

"Sorry! I kept you waiting for so long, Mengyue."

Finally, a girl with long aqua blue hair suddenly appeared in Mengyue's sight and came to Mengyue at a hurried trot.

Meng Yue stared blankly at the girl who suddenly appeared.

"...Shi...ori?"

"……Yes."

Shiori nodded a little shyly.

Meng Yue couldn't help rubbing her eyes, as if she couldn't believe the scene before her.

"Not good... Did you hallucinate because you didn't get enough sleep last night?"

I opened my eyes again, and the image in my mind remained unchanged.

The soft aqua blue hair is embellished with cute four-leaf clover hair accessories, the beautiful face is exquisite and lovely, the body wrapped in a soft dress is so tall and soft, the white skin is as crystal clear and transparent as jade, although there is some masculine temperament in her behavior, it only adds a charm as bright as the spring sunshine.

There is no doubt about it. The person in front of him is Gokawa Shiori. No, strictly speaking, she is not just Gokawa Shidao disguised as Gokawa Shiori, but the ideal female love object in Mengyue's heart - Gokawa Shiori!!!

"Ah, I remember Lingyin said that being hit on the face hurts more..."

After whispering something in a daze, Meng Yue couldn't help but stretch out her right hand, as if she was about to slap herself in the face.

"Meng Yue?! What are you doing?"

Shizhi hurriedly grabbed Mengyue's hand and asked hurriedly.

"Uh... I just want to confirm whether I am dreaming or not."

Seeing the other person's worried expression, Meng Yue immediately reacted and replied somewhat awkwardly.

“Is it necessary to be so shaken?”

After Shizhi complained with a wry smile, he began to explain the whole story to Mengyue.

In fact, the reason why Shidao asked Mengyue out on a date today was not because he wanted to get a Christmas present from Mengyue, but on the contrary, he wanted to give Mengyue a Christmas present. However, he knew that if he said it directly, Mengyue would not agree to the date today.

Although he didn't know what gift Mengyue wanted, Shidao knew that Mengyue had always had an abnormal fascination with Shiori - her own women's clothing.

So, after a period of ideological struggle, Shidao finally made up his mind. Just today, as the real Shiori, he went on a date with Mengyue as a Christmas gift for her.

"And this posture was completed by me using the Fake Witch Transformation. That's it, do you understand?"

"So Shidou used the Seven Angels of Sin to turn himself into a real girl."

Meng Yue nodded as if she understood, but Shizhi could see that she was still confused and couldn't distinguish reality.

"There is really no way..."

Sighing helplessly, Shizhi stretched out his hands and gently held Mengyue's cheeks. In an instant, Mengyue's face turned as red as a cooked lobster.

"What are you doing, Shidou!?"

Feeling the cool and smooth touch on her cheek, which was undoubtedly a unique touch for girls, Meng Yue was so nervous that she stuttered.

"What? It's not a dream, right?"

Shizhi winked at Mengyue playfully. Perhaps because she was so rarely at a loss, Shizhi couldn't help but tease her a little bit, and moved closer to her, rubbing his palm gently on Mengyue's cheek.

"Haha, Mengyue's face is so warm."

"—!"

However, perhaps Shiori himself did not notice that at this moment, a pair of sexy curves appeared vaguely in Mengyue's sight at his collar.

"--puff!"

In an instant, Meng Yue's nose broke through the critical value and bright red liquid began to flow out.

"Meng Yue!? Nosebleed! Nosebleed!"

Shiori shouted in panic.

"It's nothing. I just got angry, an old problem. I got a little careless because it hasn't flared up recently."

Everything has its limits. The overly excited Meng Yue calmed down in an instant, took out a tissue to stop the blood from her nose, raised her head, and answered in a calm tone.

Even if she didn't slap herself in the face now, Meng Yue could be sure that she was not dreaming. No! Even if it was a dream, Meng Yue didn't intend to wake herself up!

"Is that so? You should take care of your health."

Shiori couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After sitting on a public chair not far away and resting for a while, when Mengyue's nosebleed stopped, Shizhi stood up from the chair, looked at Mengyue with a bright smile on his face.

"Then let's start our date, Mengyue."

(…Ah, I feel like I would have no regrets even if I died now.)

In a trance, Meng Yue couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

"Meng Yue?"

Shizhi tilted his head and looked at Mengyue.

"No... nothing. You're right, it's about time we set off—"

Halfway through her words, Meng Yue suddenly discovered a rather serious problem.

I am too shabby in my clothes.

Look at Shizhi, she is wearing a beautiful dress, holding a cute feminine bag in her hand, and her makeup is just right to show her girlish beauty to the extreme. It can be seen that she must have dressed up carefully before going out. Meng Yue can even feel that the men around who have girlfriends can't help but look at Shizhi's eyebrows.

Look at myself again, I was wearing a plain solid-colored shirt, a tacky windbreaker, and trousers because I was afraid of the cold. I just picked a few clothes at random and went out. Before going out, I just washed my face with some makeshift skin care water and combed my hair.

(How can I be considered a date?!)

For a moment, Meng Yueer broke out in sweat.

Going on a date in shabby clothes - bringing shame to Shiori - a crack appeared in the relationship between the two - and the date ended in tragedy.

“…I want to go back.”

"Eh?"

Shizhi was stunned for a moment. However, before she could react, Mengyue turned around and walked towards home.

"Wait a minute Mengyue! You were just about to go on a date, why do you suddenly want to go home?"

Shizhi hurriedly grabbed Mengyue and asked in confusion.

"Let me go, Shiori. I just need to go back to change my clothes. This outfit is not suitable for a date."

Hearing Mengyue's words, Shizhi was stunned at first, then he chuckled and said with certainty.

"No, Mengyue's dress is very good. It has a chic and refreshing feeling. It suits you very well."

"Is that right?"

Mengyue hesitated for a moment, and just when Shizhi thought she was convinced by him, Mengyue shook her head firmly again.

"No, it's still not possible. If I don't change my clothes, you will be embarrassed. At least let me go back and spray some cologne and change into a suit before leaving."

"It would be weird if it was too formal! We're going on a date, not to a dance."

Shizhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but Mengyue seemed to have made up her mind to go back and change into formal clothes, just like a stubborn bull, and she was unmoved no matter what he said. This made her feel anxious.

Are you kidding? If we let Mengyue go home now, won’t she be exposed immediately?

(There's no other choice but to use Kotori's bad idea. Anyway, my face is almost gone when I transform.)

As if to encourage himself, Shizhi took a deep breath, then took a step forward, hugged Mengyue's arms with both hands, and pressed his chest against Mengyue's arms.

"Shi, Shiori?!"

Feeling the soft touch like marshmallow, one can't help but think of the tender skin under the fabric. Meng Yue couldn't help but feel flustered, and the nosebleed that had been stopped with great difficulty showed signs of erupting.

Shizhi lowered his head and used the onion slices he secretly prepared to stimulate his tear glands. Then, he raised his head with tearful eyes and stared at Mengyue pitifully.

"Meng Yue... don't you want to date me?"

——Bang! In an instant, Meng Yue felt like her heart was shot through.

"That's not true! I get it... It would be even more rude to run back home now. If you don't mind, Shiori, I'll go on a date with you like this."

"Yeah, I don't mind."