Chapter 28: Fashionable?

"This is the place."

When Shachou parked the car in the lot, we all got out and looked around. The area was surrounded by lush nature.

"I can feel the negative ions in the air."

"Are we being purified, nya?"

"We’re not evil spirits."

"Succubi, nya."

At least call us incubi…

"It’s cold, huh?"

"Well, it’s already early December."

Yeah. It’s winter.

"It’s freezing—let’s check in already."

As Shachou started walking toward the inn, we followed behind. The place looked nice—clean, stylish, and with a cozy atmosphere.

Once inside, we let Shachou handle check-in while we browsed the souvenir shop.

"I should buy something for Kana-chan."

"Tama’s gonna get something for the team too, nya."

"I guess I should bring something back for my family."

We nodded in agreement just as Shachou came over, having finished checking us in.

"Souvenirs already? Save it for later."

"We know, nya."

"Right."

"Y-yeah…"

Yeah, we were totally planning to buy some right now…

"Let’s go to the room. Eromi, put your wallet away."

I slipped my wallet back into my pochette.

"Not that it matters, but that’s a pretty cute wallet, nya."

"Same for that bag."

What’s wrong with that? Kana-chan said it was cute, so I bought it.
And for the record—it’s not a bag, it’s a pochette.

"Come on, let’s go."

I urged Nyako and Chihirochi along, following Shachou down the hall toward our room. Once we arrived, we all sat down and relaxed.

"You know, it’s funny, but we always end up sitting in the same spots."

Nyako sat next to me, Shachou sat across from us, and Chihirochi was beside her. Exactly the same arrangement as when we eat at family restaurants.

"Now that you mention it, yeah."

"It just feels right this way, nya."

"Actually, when we had steak at Shachou’s place, we sat in these exact seats too."

Oh, that’s true. Thinking back, we really did.

"So it’s the loli duo and the sugar-daddy combo, huh."

"More like a yakuza and a delinquent schoolgirl, nya."

"Hey, don’t call me yakuza. It’s a legitimate business."

"And quit saying ‘loli’—I’m way older than you think…"

Hey!

"Here, kid. Eat an onsen bun and calm down."

"I’ll eat one, nya. I’ll get fat, nya."

"Well, I’ll take one anyway."

Chihirochi chuckled and picked up a hot spring bun from the table, taking a bite.

"Alright, now that we’ve loosened up, it’s time to announce today’s topic!"

Clap!

"Huh? You’re gonna bring up some dumb topic again today?"

Don’t call it dumb. Just eat your bun, Chihirochi.

"No, not exactly a topic—it’s just something that’s been on my mind."

Actually, I’d been thinking about it ever since we got into Shachou’s car earlier.

"What is it, nya?"

"Well, you guys are pretty used to being in girl form by now, right?"

"Of course, nya."

"It’s been nearly half a year, after all."

"I’m not even the right age to be called a girl…"

Shachou, stop. That one hit me too.

"Anyway, I just noticed—you’ve all started dressing more like girls lately."

"Eromi-neesan is the pioneer of femininity, nya?"

"Eromi-neesan isn’t a virgin, after all…"

"Even on a cold day like this, Eromi-neesan’s showing off her legs—such girl power!"

Shut up! I’m freezing!

"You all look cute enough, but it’s the details that ruin it."

"What do you mean, nya?"

"For example—your wallets. They’re totally guy wallets, right?"

Long wallets, folding wallets—they were all black. The three of them, anyway.
Mine’s a cute white one.
I used to carry a black long wallet—an Ar○mani I got as a graduation gift—but it didn’t suit my current loli vibe, so I switched.

"I’ve just been using the same one for years, nya."

"Same. Besides, this one was expensive."

"I don’t have the money to buy a new one."

"That’s fine for Chihirochi."

She’s still a student, after all.

"And your bags—they’re guy bags too, right?"

I glanced toward the corner where their travel bags sat.

All three were black.
Mine had wheels—cute and pink.

"Doesn’t seem like a big deal, though?"

Shachou tilted her head.

"I don’t know, it just feels… off."

"Hmm…"

Shachou tilted her head, glancing at her own bag.

"Eromi, do you even want to turn back into a guy, nya?"

"Yeah, I do. Probably more than anyone else here."

(Kana-chan’s situation, yadda yadda…)

"If we buy girly stuff now, we won’t be able to use it once we’re back to being guys, nya."

"Same here. That’s why I never feel like buying it. Clothes are one thing, but still..."

"Actually, won’t they just disappear? Our guy clothes vanished, didn’t they?"

Wow.
Their girl power is painfully low.

"You three are absolute trash-tier girls… Power level five."

"Fifty-three thousand is different, nya."

"You’re probably way above that, honestly. You’re not even pure anymore."

"Yeah, her pervert power is off the charts."

That’s not the kind of power I want.

"You guys don’t buy anything? Like, cute underwear or something?"

"I buy panties for peeking shots, nya."

…And now I don’t think I’ll ever be able to look at idols the same way again.

"I just bought a bunch of the same kind. It’s not like anyone’s going to see them anyway."

That’s just cruel.
She’s the Shachou—she could at least buy something fancy and sexy.

"I’m… normal, I guess," said Chihirochi.

That’s fine.
She’s still a student, after all.

"You should enjoy things you can only do right now."

"And what kind of underwear are you wearing, huh?"

Me?

"Wanna see?"

Still sitting, I slowly lifted my skirt.
Bit by bit, more of my thighs came into view.

"Pretty legs, nya. So sexy, nya… wait—wait a second, nya!"

Nyako suddenly stopped me before I could go any further.

"What’s wrong?"

"Is it, like, erotic underwear?"

Shachou and Chihirochi, who couldn’t see from their angle at the table, leaned forward curiously.

"This one… isn’t wearing any, nya."

"Huh?"

"What?"

Both Shachou and Chihirochi looked at me with puzzled faces.

"I said, she’s not wearing any, nya. Totally no panties, nya."

"Uh…"

"While wearing that short of a skirt?"

The three of them all turned their eyes toward me.

"Yeah, lately I just don’t bother. It feels better without that tight, clingy feeling. Oh, and when I wore the sailor uniform the other day, I wasn’t wearing any then either."

I was planning to wear them, honestly.

"You’re a total pervert, nya…"

"Completely trained…"

"Aren’t you cold, though? Doesn’t it just… breeze through?"

"It does. But I shave, so there’s nothing down there anyway."

Still… it’s kind of refreshing.

"…"
"…"
"…"

Come on, don’t just go silent like that.