Before opening the curtain, Yoshikawa had been looking in the mirror for a long time in the fitting room. When she came outside, she immediately stood in front of the floor-length mirror.
The bright mirror clearly reflected everything in front of her. She looked at her body and Zong Gu standing behind her.
"When it comes to saying 'it's so appropriate that I don't know where to start boasting'...can't you just say it looks good?"
"nice."
"...Hmph, perfunctory."
Standing behind her, Zonggu's eyes naturally fell on her naked back.
The girl's skin is white and smooth, and her waist has a graceful curve. The white shoulder straps intersect in an X shape in the middle of her back, and there is a circular opening above her waist.
"Is this an O-back swimsuit?"
"Yes... Souya actually knows."
"I've seen it in magazines, it's quite rare."
"Well... the O-back style exposes more. It was originally designed as a competition swimsuit, but now it is basically an improved style."
After the improvement, the opening on the back of the swimsuit has also become much higher.
Zong Gu shook his head slightly, "What a pity."
"..."
Yoshikawa raised his eyes and looked at him in the mirror, "I didn't even spare my back. It's so obscene."
When their eyes met, Sogu just smiled and didn't bother to refute.
"What do you think? Just choose this one?"
She turned around again, "Does Sogu think it's okay?"
"Didn't you say it? I think it's so appropriate that I don't know where to start boasting about it."
"It sounds nice, but it's more perfunctory."
"Why are you lying to me..."
Soya looked at her body, "And what's more important is Yoshikawa's own feeling. If you are satisfied with the style and don't feel uncomfortable wearing it, then there is no need to choose and try it on."
"Discomfort?" she asked.
Soya looked back at the fitting room on the other side. Akane Kirino, who was trying on the second swimsuit, was still inside and had not come out.
"The swimsuit Kirino chose just now is a little tight. It's really tight."
"Oh, I feel just right...what's that look in your eyes!"
Yoshikawa was keenly aware of his gaze, "Sogu was thinking about something rude just now, wasn't he?"
Zongya didn't deny it either.
"I just heard Yoshikawa talking to himself, saying that his waist seemed a bit tight."
"..."
She opened her mouth, but immediately fell silent.
Zongya looked at the girl's waist again. The close-fitting swimsuit outlined it as smooth and flat. It couldn't be said to be thin, but there was no fat on it, so it was completely normal.
"Actually, it's not too tight..."
After a long silence, when Yoshikawa spoke again, he was quibbling.
"It was just a little uncomfortable when I first put it on, but it's no problem now."
Zong Gu looked at her for a while and then looked away.
"If you think so, then there's nothing I can do about it."
"..."
Yoshikawa was immediately embarrassed, gritted his teeth, pulled him back to the fitting room, and pulled the curtain to the end.
"If you don't believe it, just touch it yourself and see!"
"..."
Zong Gu couldn't tell for a moment whether she simply wanted to prove that she was really not fat, or if she had other thoughts. He watched her without moving.
Yoshikawa straightened his back again, "Touch!"
The fitting room just looked spacious - the two opposite walls were mirrors - the two stood face to face, their swimsuits tightly wrapped, and the slight sway of their breasts became conspicuous.
Zong Gu lowered his gaze as much as possible and looked at her flat waist, but still had no intention of taking action.
"No need, I believe Yoshikawa..."
He chose to compromise, but she suddenly grabbed his hand and pressed it on her stomach.
"..."
Their eyes met, Yoshikawa stared at him fiercely, and refused to let go of his hands, but his cheeks quickly turned red, and his whole body seemed to be getting hot.
And when he pressed her belly, Zonggu felt that he had a piece of soft and smooth skin. Not only the swimsuit, but also the delicate skin on her waist and abdomen that was always hidden under the uniform.
It just seems too flat.
"How about it……"
Her voice was low and rapid, as if she was holding her breath.
"..."
Zong Gu was startled, and then wanted to laugh.
"Then don't hold your stomach tight."
"..."
After the words fell, she couldn't hold it in anymore.
"ha--"
The girl let out a big breath, and her tense body relaxed. Zonggu immediately felt that his palms were filled with the soft flesh released from her belly, and he kneaded it involuntarily.
"..."
Noticing the small movements on his hands, Yoshikawa's face was hot and he felt even more ashamed. He only wished that he did not faint and die immediately.
Dad, mom, sister, Alpine, Akane, and everyone at school... Farewell.
My life ends here.
In the small fitting room, a hoarse whisper suddenly sounded.
"...I really want to die."
Soya laughed.
"Even if I die now, if I'm lucky, I can still see Yoshikawa."
"..."
There is no way to escape death.
The two of them were standing close to each other, very close to each other. She lowered her head, fell forward as if giving up everything, and bumped into his chest.
Zong Gu stood firm, his feet barely moving.
"Yoshikawa..."
Her glasses were squeezed down a bit, and she lowered her eyes and looked at his hand that was still pressed against her waist.
"How long do you plan to touch Souya..."
"You are still holding my hand."
"..."
Her hand loosened, but she didn't completely remove it.
Zong Gu didn't pull away, and moved to the side, his palm resting on her side, rubbing lightly with his fingertips.
"I'm neither fat nor thin, isn't this normal?"
"I used to be very thin..."
"Was it when we were in elementary school?"
"Middle school!"
With her head on his chest, she slowly let go of his hand, and then put her hand on his waist and abdomen.
"..."
Zonggu's breathing was stagnant, and his body tensed up, then slowly relaxed.
"Sogu's belly is so flat...it's still a little hard."
"I used to have abdominal muscles."
"Yeah……"
Time after time, she put her hand on his waist and abdomen, and put her other hand up. With her hands behind each other, she moved closer from the abdomen to the waist on both sides, and then to the back.
Nothing better than this.
"Was it when we were in elementary school?"
"While I was still in the underworld."
"..."
She paused, "Don't say such things suddenly."
"Feel sorry."
Taking a deep breath, he was filled with the faint fragrance of her hair. Zonggu turned his head and looked to the side again. In the mirror, he and the girl wearing only a swimsuit seemed to be intimately embracing each other, lingering and charming.
Although he gave it half-heartedly, he also over-indulged.
"Yoshikawa, let me out."
Just as he released his hand from her waist, she held him down again.
"It's Soya's fault that I'm like this..."
"..."
She grabbed his hand and touched her belly.
"It's all my fault, Zong Gu. I eat breakfast almost every day now... and my meat is slowly growing."
"Even without me, you still have to have a good breakfast."
"You won't gain weight by eating vegetable salads."
"Then don't come here tomorrow. I won't do such perfunctory things."
"..."
She raised her head and glanced at him, then lowered her head and continued to press against him.
"If you don't come, you won't come."
Except for the overnight stay last night, she would not come over too early on most weekends, and she would also make breakfast at home.
"Don't come the day after tomorrow either."
"no."
She held his hand tightly, "I have become like this, Zonggu must be responsible for me."
"Is it all my responsibility... Yoshikawa himself always comes uninvited."
"That's because Zongya never refuses, and proactively prepares my portion. He is always my favorite type... as if he is tempting me."
"..."
Zonggu pursed his lower lip.
"unless……"
Yoshikawa Anko looked up at him and realized that Koike Tao's words before leaving had still affected her.
"Unless Soya rejects me now...rejects me completely and clearly...otherwise I will continue."
Soya took a deep breath and looked at the mirror next to him. Reflecting back and forth on the left and right, countless Soya Yoshiaki were also looking at him in the mirror.