"Hey," Fujiwara Reya suddenly turned around, "Do you have any plans for the afternoon? Why not come with me?"
Looking at his face, Kasahara Fumi shook her head: "Your aunt has invited me."
Fujiwara Reya was completely taken aback.
"About last time, Kuri is very upset why you didn’t tell her, so..." Kasahara Fumi said to him, her face as expressionless as usual, "She found me and wants to inquire about what happened."
"How did she find you..." Fujiwara Reya was starting to get a headache.
"I’m in the same year as her at Tokyo University, we met at school."
With that said, Kasahara Fumi seemed to find the topic inappropriate to discuss further, so she decisively turned around, and her silhouette quickly disappeared into the surging crowd.
Fujiwara Reya scratched his head and squeezed into the entrance lane of Shibuya Station.
Speaking of who he feared most in this world, it’s not his mom or dad, nor his senior, nor Old Lady Amaterasu... It was his aunt, who knew him inside out and had slept in the same bed with him for seven or eight years, that he feared the most.
That woman named Natsuki Kuri is a six-sided warrior without any emotional weak spots!
Squeezing into the Central Line train carriage, it was packed with people. With the efforts of a group of older sisters making way, Fujiwara Reya managed to squeeze into a spot near the window at the rear door, allowing him to gaze at the scenery outside to pass the time.
The weather is really nice today, with a distinct early autumn feel.
Pairs of dragonflies flit back and forth among the greenery beside the tracks, while nearby children with insect nets chased after them everywhere. The train surged through the gaps in the city, and on the balconies of the surrounding buildings, quilts were hung out to dry; on one family’s balcony, there was a big black cat basking in the sun.
He watched the scenery, while the people in the carriage watched him.
Dressed in a short-sleeved shirt and navy blue casual pants, he looked very clean and refreshing. That slightly furrowed brow seemed like he was contemplating some important life issue, making people want to step forward and help share his troubles.
If they knew what this young man was really thinking, that would be another story.
Arriving at Shinjuku Station, he got off the train.
The sun hung high in the sky, and the station front was bustling with people coming and going.
Shinjuku Station is certified by the Guinness World Records as the largest station in the world, with a level of congestion that could drive people crazy. Fujiwara Reya glanced sideways at the passing crowd, and just 5 minutes past the agreed time, Kasahara Asuka emerged, shining brightly from the crowd.
A pure, spotless dress, exuding a unique purity exclusive to young girls, very eye-catching. Crystals adorning the chest and other key areas subtly emitted light, highlighting enticing feminine contours. The lines were cinched tightly at the waist with a corset, outlining an extremely slender waist curve.
Her long legs wrapped in white tights, wearing a pair of white little high heels, she was as beautiful as an angel who had descended to earth.
It must be mentioned that she also had a black lace garter on her right thigh, and anklets were fitted around both her ankles.
Fujiwara Reya didn’t know what they were for.
But... they looked quite seductive.
Kasahara Asuka quickly walked to his side, her heels making a crisp sound.
The Little Devil Junior gave a light cough, adjusted her collar, brushed her bangs, and then lifted her head: "Does Asuka look good today?"
After all, she was just a 16-year-old at a sweet sixteen, reluctant to wait for a compliment until the man decided to speak first... Fujiwara Reya nodded, "The pure, spotless maiden, armed with her leg garter and anklets, has transformed into a charming little devil, truly pleasing to the eye."
"Hehe, don’t lose control, senpai." Kasahara Asuka said with the trademark Little Devil smile, visibly satisfied.
"What are we going to do today?" Fujiwara Reya asked.
"Senpai, you plan the itinerary." Kasahara Asuka handed her bag to him.
"I plan?" Fujiwara Reya found it ridiculous, holding onto her handbag.
"Of course," Kasahara Asuka blinked her eyeshadowed eyes and chuckled, "Making sure your girlfriend enjoys a sweet date is one of a boyfriend’s responsibilities too."
Fujiwara Reya grumpily tapped her head with the bag: "We’re not even."
"Ouch, hurts~~" Kasahara Asuka puffed her cheeks, looking upset as she said, "Anyway, senpai must take responsibility for Asuka today. If Asuka isn’t happy, there definitely won’t be a next time!"
That would be best... Fujiwara Reya said helplessly, "This is my first time going shopping with a girl; I have no idea how to plan an itinerary."
Kasahara Asuka’s eyes rolled with agility.
Internally, she was quite pleased with his response, but outwardly, Junior still put on a "there’s no help for this blockhead senpai" troubled expression, one hand on her hip, sighing softly: "Ah~~ How difficult, just take me for a stroll, whatever."
Kasahara Asuka smiled.
The next second, Fujiwara Reya asked: "Which direction should we go?"
"Senpai is really such a blockhead!" Kasahara Asuka pouted, letting out a deep and exasperated sigh.
"I usually act solo anyway..."
"Alright, follow me..." Kasahara Asuka regained her spirits and started moving forward.
Fujiwara Reya carried her bag, walking alongside her.
All the way, he pondered how to grab onto the younger sister with one hand and also hold onto the older sister with the other hand, so that they could lie down on the same bed together... oops, sit at the same table to have a good heart-to-heart talk and resolve conflicts.