Chapter 381: A One Day Tour of Kyoto City with Chika
"Huh?"
Fujiwara Chika wore a dazed expression, her brain temporarily shutting down.
It took several seconds before she finally reacted.
A visible blush spread across her cute, fair, baby faced cheeks, and shy steam seemed to condense above her pink hair as she once again made a sound of confusion and seriousness.
"Huh!?"
"Stop saying huh."
Seeing Fujiwara Chika let out two successive gasps, Asagiri could not help retorting.
"Are you some kind of Fujiwara brand hair dryer? The frequency of your gasping is too high, and why does the power seem to be increasing?"
"That... I... no... this..."
Even though Fujiwara Chika's personality was somewhat abstract, and her train of thought often differed from ordinary people, frequently causing her to say strange things that left onlookers speechless, at this moment, she was caught in a whirlpool of confusion, shyness, and shock.
"Utsunomiya-san... do you mean that you're going to help... help me... with that?"
"That's exactly what I mean."
Asagiri nodded and spoke bluntly.
"Actually, if it were an average size, a decent chest binder would be enough, even without expert technique. But your size is astonishing. Fujiwara, you wouldn't want your chest binder to suddenly burst open while attending the Fireworks Festival, or have it cause discomfort or even pain because of poor binding technique, would you?"
Fujiwara Chika pursed her lips and nodded with a complicated expression.
"That's true..."
Although Fujiwara Chika did not know the specific technique for chest binding, she knew enough to realize that with her astonishing size, achieving a look suitable for a kimono without causing discomfort would definitely be difficult.
But...
"Utsunomiya-san, you..."
Fujiwara Chika's eyes misted over, and she spoke softly with a blushing face.
"If I let you help, wouldn't you... touch... that... wouldn't that be too unfair to you..."
"Not at all."
Asagiri wore a stern expression, as if he were sacrificing himself for some noble cause, and spoke slowly.
"Fujiwara, given the relationship and bond between us, I am duty bound to help with such a small matter. A hero is someone who cannot ignore those in trouble. I have no dreams, but I can protect your dreams!"
He paused briefly, then said with a solemn tone.
"No need to thank me specifically. I'm just a passing Eroge Shooter..."
"Why did you suddenly start chanting at high speed?"
Fujiwara Chika hurriedly interrupted Asagiri's spellcasting, forcing herself to suppress her shyness.
"Then... right now...?"
"Right now? I don't have the tools on hand."
Asagiri shook his head and smiled.
"How about this? Let's go buy them together tomorrow. There happens to be an anime convention in Kyoto City. You can go and see the effects of chest binders used by female cosplayers."
"An anime convention..."
Although Fujiwara Chika did not know what an anime convention was, regardless of where they were going, it meant going out alone with Asagiri.
Wasn't that equivalent to a date!?
"I want to go! Please, by all means, let me go!"
"If you want to go, just say so. Why are you shouting so loudly?"
Hearing Asagiri's words, Fujiwara Chika scratched her head in embarrassment and gave a silly, cute smile.
"Sorry, sorry. Anyway, I'm going~"
"It's a deal then. We leave at nine tomorrow morning."
"OK~"
After Asagiri left the room, Fujiwara Chika, who had been pretending to be calm, finally could not hold it in anymore.
She jumped up and flopped onto the soft bed, burying her head deep into the white, fluffy pillow.
Her fair, bare feet moved like a dolphin's tail, constantly lifting and patting down, while her murmurs were filled with excitement and anticipation.
"Going on a date alone with Asagiri... This is so great~"
After acting crazy for a while, Fujiwara Chika took out her phone and glanced at the time displayed on the screen, feeling impatient.
"Sigh, why is it only five in the afternoon... There are still a full sixteen hours until nine tomorrow morning... Can't time just speed up a bit more..."
The next morning, in the lobby of the Hotel.
"Utsunomiya-san~"
Hearing Fujiwara Chika's energetic and sweet voice, Asagiri, who was waiting in the lobby lounge, looked up.
He saw Fujiwara Chika wearing a white dress, a small bag slung over her shoulder, a black ribbon tied in her light pink hair, and a pair of exquisite ribbon tied high heeled round toe shoes.
Her well proportioned, fair legs were very eye catching, and her entire outfit exuded an unadorned, simple, and pure cuteness.
"How is it? Does it look good?"
Seeing Asagiri looking at her, Fujiwara Chika felt a little shy, but she still smiled generously and even spun around before asking with a smile,
"How about it, Utsunomiya-san? Are you stunned by me?"
Asagiri nodded and admitted it without hesitation.
"I am indeed stunned."
"Umm..."
Hearing Asagiri's praise, Fujiwara Chika's fair face instantly turned red, and she shyly clutched the hem of her dress.
"Then... that... let's go, let's go. I'm really looking forward to the anime convention."
Even though Fujiwara Chika was the one who initiated the attack, after hearing just one word of praise from Asagiri, she instantly entered a flustered state and could no longer speak properly.
Verdict, she took true damage from the Eroge Shooter.
"Hey, hey, Utsunomiya-san, I want to eat that!"
Asagiri, whose sleeve was being tugged by Fujiwara Chika, looked in the direction her finger was pointing and saw a small stall selling red bean cakes and takoyaki.
Even from a distance, he could smell the fragrance wafting from the stall.
"Then I'll go..."
Before Asagiri could say that he would go buy it, Fujiwara Chika had already run to the stall and smiled at the owner.
"Boss, please give me two red bean cakes and two medium sized takoyaki, thank you."
"Alright, young lady. Here you go. Be careful, it's hot."
"Thank you. Here's the money."
Before Asagiri could react, Fujiwara Chika had already finished buying the food, run back with two bags, and handed one of them to Asagiri.
"Here, Utsunomiya-san. This is for you."
"Uh..."
As soon as Asagiri took the bag, Fujiwara Chika impatiently took out a red bean cake from her own bag.
After taking a big bite, her cheeks puffed up, and she wore a look of pure happiness.
"So yummy..."
"Are you some kind of hamster hoarding food?"
Asagiri teased her first, then took the red bean cake from his own bag, took a small bite, and nodded slightly.
"Hmm, it's actually quite good."
"Right?"
Just as Fujiwara Chika was enjoying the food, and also enjoying the sight of Asagiri eating the red bean cake, she suddenly realized something.
Wait.
Why did she buy two servings?
Buying two servings of takoyaki was fine, but if she had only bought one red bean cake...
Couldn't she have justifiably shared it with Asagiri!?
Such a good opportunity, and she actually missed it!?
"No, no!"
After realizing this, Fujiwara Chika looked at the red bean cake that Asagiri had taken a bite of, her eyes filled with irrepressible regret.
She reached out to grab the red bean cake from Asagiri's hand while saying,
"Give it to me, give it to me!"
"What the, what kind of development is this!?"
Asagiri dodged Fujiwara Chika's claws, a look of great shock appearing on his face.
"I'm not saying, it's just a red bean cake. Is it necessary for us to fight over it?"
Fujiwara Chika realized that her behavior was a bit absurd.
Her face flushed bright red, and she subconsciously explained,
"I didn't mean to grab it, I just... I just..."
Halfway through, Fujiwara Chika suddenly had a strange thought and immediately spoke in a serious tone.
"It's just that there might be poison in the red bean cake! Yes, that's right, it might be poisonous! So I have to taste it!"
"Where is your logic?"
Asagiri was shocked upon hearing this.
"Because it's poisonous, you have to taste it? Are you trying to commit love suicide with me? Wow, what a heavy yandere."
"I'm not, I'm not, I just..."
Fujiwara Chika did not know how to explain.
Tears welled up in her eyes from anxiety.
But just then, Asagiri held the red bean cake in his hand out to her and smiled.
"Alright, I'm just teasing you. Let's swap. Give me yours, and I'll give you mine."
Fujiwara Chika took the red bean cake from Asagiri.
Looking at the round shape with a bite taken out of it, she fell silent for a few seconds.
Then she suddenly looked up, stared straight into Asagiri's eyes, and spoke earnestly.
"Utsunomiya-san, I will cherish this red bean cake properly!"
Asagiri was slightly speechless upon hearing this.
"Please, by all means, do not do such strange, yandere things. Just eat it."
"How can I do that? After all... after all..."
Fujiwara Chika gently pressed the red bean cake to her chest as if holding some kind of treasure, and spoke softly with a blushing face.
"After all... this is the first gift you've given me."
"I beg you, please don't treat this half eaten red bean cake as the first gift I've given you."
Asagiri's expression was somewhat complicated as he spoke slowly.
"If you do that, you'll ruin my reputation. If someone asks you later what the first gift I gave you was, and you say it was a half eaten red bean cake, I really can't accept that. Just eat it quickly, and don't have such a bizarre train of thought."
"Then... alright..."
Fujiwara Chika looked at the red bean cake in her hand, conflict appearing on her face.
After a while, she turned her gaze back to Asagiri, looking as if she wanted to cry.
"Utsunomiya-san, I can't bring myself to eat it."
"Then I'll feed you."
"Eh?"
Seeing Asagiri take the red bean cake and hold it to her mouth, Fujiwara Chika froze for a moment.
Then her face lit up with joy, and she immediately took a bite.
With her heart's desire satisfied, the red bean cake seemed to become even softer and sweeter.
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