Chapter 10 Things in Hands

"Aha?"

"Fat c?!"

"size?!"

Jingura Xiu woke up from his random thoughts and subconsciously took a breath when he looked at the white fat c with a cute brown bear pattern that appeared in front of him at an unknown moment.

Although it is true that he is a clerk in the store, is it really okay to ask a boy this kind of question?
  Ordinary girls, even if they encounter this kind of problem, the most they can do is compare themselves secretly, right?

Iura Hide was stunned for several seconds before finally moving his eyes and looking at the girl in front of the cashier.

Her pale blond hair, which is slightly lighter than Kitagawa's, hangs loosely and messily on her shoulders. If you look closely, you can see some dryness and split ends. It seems that it has not been carefully taken care of for several days.

The color of the eyes is between brown and red. There is no look or brightness at all, as if they haven't woken up.

The skin is very fair, and you can even vaguely see light blue blood vessels.

Her face is very clean and beautiful, and she is no less beautiful than Hori Kyoko. Most importantly, her personality attributes are extremely obvious.

"Three things? Slow? Naturally stupid?"

Iura Hide, who originally looked shocked and thought he was being harassed, immediately thought of these adjectives and his eyes lit up.

Three-no girl! And it’s so beautiful! I'm afraid it only exists in the two-dimensional world, right?
  "High in the 2D World Championship!"

Iura Hide screamed in his heart and coughed twice, pretending to be calm and took the fat from the girl's hand, looked at the label, and said: "This should be M size, the corresponding waist size is 61 to 67, and the hip size is 85 to 93.”

No wonder he understood it so clearly, it was mainly because it was written like this on the label, but the Sanwu girl in front of him didn't seem to know how to read it.

"61 to 67? 85 to 93?"

The girl looked at the fat cuff in Iura Hide's hand, then looked down at herself, and then in the shocked look of Iura Hide's eyes that almost popped out, she reached out and took off the fat cuff under her skirt and put it on his On hand.

"Can you help me see what size this is?"

Feeling the soft touch with a hint of residual warmth on his hands, and the unique smell that faintly floated to the tip of his nose, Iura Hide leaned back tactically, and was stunned.

"I go!"

"Is this the brain circuit of the three-no girl?"

"I... I must have traveled to a world dominated by welfare movies, right?"

His eyes met the girl's simple, clean eyes without the slightest emotion.

Iura Hide took a deep breath and tried very hard to suppress the many thoughts that came to his head and the hot blood boiling in his body. He stretched out his fat cunt with stiff fingers and compared it.

"This should also be size M, the size is the same as this one."

Iura Hide, who was worried that the girl wouldn't understand, deliberately explained one more sentence.

Sure enough, this time the girl finally understood.

"I see."

"Huh~" Jinguraxiu let out a long sigh of relief.

"Although I didn't even say thank you, she is a Sanwu girl, and she is also the naturally stupid type. This is normal~"

Iura Hide looked at the girl leaving with Pangji, and couldn't help but smile.

then
  "Ah?"

"What's in my hand?"

Iura Hide lowered his head and looked at the original fat c in his hand, and he was dumbfounded.

If what he is holding is the original fat c that the girl took off earlier, what did the girl just take away?
  Thoughts such as 'Going into battle in a vacuum', 'Not paying', 'Did that guy do it on purpose' suddenly popped up in Iura Hide's head.

"Wait a moment--"

Iura Hide didn't have time to think too much and hurriedly wanted to chase out and catch up with the Sanwu girl.

But the next second, Kitagawa Uimeng's voice came from behind, making him stiffen and stop.

"Ah? Senior, what did you say?"

Kitagawa Umume, who was sorting the shelves, poked his head out and looked over curiously.

At this moment, Iura Hide felt that all the blood in his body was rushing to the top of his head, and his brain was as if the CPU was overloaded and fell into a downtime state again, unable to think at all.

"nothing!"

Instinctively, with the fastest hand speed in his life, Iura Hide stuffed the original fat C into the pocket of his pants, then retracted the steps he took just now, pretending to be nonchalant, and returned behind the cashier.

"I'm just waiting and I might have to leave a little early." Iura Hide explained with a guilty conscience, his voice trembling slightly. Fortunately, Kitagawa Uimuo was probably still a little far away and didn’t hear it. I was just curious about why he asked for leave.

After learning that Iura Hide was going to a barber shop, he was immediately delighted and recommended to him the barber shop where he used to work as a hair model.

The reason why it was before was precisely because she didn't want Iura Hide to misunderstand, so as early as last month, she had quit all her other part-time jobs such as fashion models, magazine models, and hair models.

If Iura Hide went to the barber shop recommended by her and found a hairstylist with whom she had a good relationship, he would definitely talk about her, right?
  By then, wouldn't Iura Hide know that the men who seemed to be close to her were just colleagues she met during part-time work, and she had already resigned from her job to draw a clear line with those people?

"Haha! Haimeng! You are really a genius~~~!!!"

Kitagawa Kaimu couldn't help feeling proud when he saw Iura Hide carefully writing down the name and location of the barber shop, as well as the name of the hairstylist.

However, she had no idea that at this moment, Iura Hideo's head was filled with the figure of the mysterious three-no girl just now.

and also
  "How much does a fat c-cup cost?"

Secretly avoiding Kitagawa Kaimu's gaze, Iura Hide pretended to be passing by and glanced at the price marked on the shelf without leaving any trace.

"2980 yen? Fortunately it's not too expensive!"

Since he just went shopping the day before yesterday and bought eight new CDs in one go, he didn't have much money left in his pocket.

"By the way! Can anyone tell me whether hair dyeing here in Neon is expensive?"

Jingura Xiu suddenly stopped and thought of this very serious problem. He had never dyed his hair before and had no idea how much it cost!
  "Arnold——"

"Simi Marseille!"

"Is Teacher Tony here?"

In the end, Iura Hide was still shameless and asked for a 10% discount from the teacher Tony introduced by Kitagawa Kaimu without signing up for membership.

No way, who knew that dying your hair would be so expensive!
  17600 yen for % off? If only I had known that he would have bought a bottle of hair dye and dyed it himself!
  But expensive is expensive. There is a saying. Teacher Tony, who always has an orchid finger and looks girly, has really good skills.

While dyeing his hair, he also helped him trim his hair. Just relying on his simple description, he perfectly achieved the effect he wanted. When it hangs down naturally, it is almost exactly the same as Gojo Satoru's hairstyle after taking off his eye patch.

Coupled with his handsome appearance, he looks much more pleasing to the eye than the green hair before!
  Then, as if to show off his skills, Teacher Tony put on hair wax and scratched it twice.

The original Gojo Satoru's hairstyle suddenly became Lu Guang's hairstyle in Agent of Time.

"hiss--"

"If I use the 'Man-Slaying One-Sword Style' again now, the lethality will have to be doubled several times, right?"

Iura Hide looked at himself in the mirror and couldn't help but think excitedly. To be honest, he was a little too handsome by himself.

"But wouldn't it be too conspicuous to go to school with such white hair?"

Iura Hide thought of this belatedly, and felt inexplicably nervous and ashamed.

But when he thought that this was a two-dimensional world, especially in Hori and Miyamura, where there were red, green, purple, and yellow hair, he relaxed again.

"Isn't it just a head of white hair? When I become a popular singer, best-selling light novelist and cartoonist, won't it be much more eye-catching than this? Now let's just get used to it in advance~"

Iura Hide looked at himself in the mirror and silently worked on his mental construction.

However, the next second, his heart suddenly thumped and his expression changed.

"Oops!"

"I spent all my money on dyeing my hair!"

Now let alone sign up for the tuition for the comic tutoring class, he already has no lunch money for the next half month, okay!
  At this moment, Iura Hide immediately thought of his good brother Toru Ishikawa.

It's just a matter of eating together, just one or two meals a day, every day. You know, in Neon, even male and female friends eating and shopping together are AA-style!

"How about borrowing some from Motoko? And then borrowing some from Ishikawa? This should be able to cope with the remaining half of the month, right?"

"As for learning comics."

"That's right! I can go to the art department or the comics department to inquire first. If there is anyone in the school club with a higher level, can't I just go for free for a while?"

"Haha! I'm so witty!"

Under the deep night sky, on the streets lit up by colorful neon lights, Iura Hide found a solution and couldn't help but speed up his pace in excitement.

At the same time, Toru Ishikawa, who was lying on the bed holding his mobile phone and wondering how to chat with Hori Kyoko, and Motoko Iura, who was doing homework seriously in the room, suddenly sneezed for no reason.

"Ah? Could it be that Hori-san is also thinking about me?"

Ishikawa Toru's whole body was shaken. As if he had received some kind of signal, he immediately started typing with the speed of a single person for seventeen years.

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