Magic? Muscle Is Much More Important Than Such A Thing!

The day after the Devil's Fight Games.

We were walking through the city in the clear weather.

To buy new clothes for Phyllia. I wasted it at the tournament.

"Yuri, let's go."

In a sparse crowd, Phyllia runs lightly to get in front of me.

"It's unusual for Phyllia to rush."

Even though it's always at my pace, rather on the side of being pulled.

When I say that, Phyllia pulls the neck of her clothes with a pin.

"Because it's Mr. Yuri's clothes rash. I want to buy my own clothes quickly."

"Well, you and I have different sizes."

Besides, in my case, when I release my muscles, my body grows to more than two meters, so it's bigger than my current body shape so that I can cope with it to some extent.

Too much rash and a bit of disguise, but the opposite looks good because of Phyllia's beauty.

You look good in whatever you wear, you're too cheap.

The shabby shirt stretches all the way down to Phyllia's knee, hiding Phyllia's shorts underneath.

The eyes of the passers-by around him also gathered on the white thighs peeking from my shirt, which was too big and turned into a short piece of opposite length.

Every time the breeze rocks my clothes, the nose of the men around me gets rough.

"? What is it?

Apparently Phyllia hasn't noticed it.

"... No, it's nothing. We're going faster than that."

"Yes, let's go - let's go -!

Feeling somewhat uncomfortable with the attention being paid to Phyllia, I paced my walk and hurried to the clothes store.

It's the same clothing shop that came before.

I don't mind a different clothing store, but there's no reason to change the store on purpose.

"Yuri will buy it, won't she?

"Yeah, I'll buy you one."

I promised.

Phyllia smiles lusciously when she hears it and puts her hand on her peachy lips.

"Is this the most expensive place in the store?"

"... you're unforgiving."

I remember that there was a substitute at the entrance to the store that I wasn't sure who would buy, such as a "pure gold dress," and I laughed with pull.

I just don't have enough money to buy that one.

But you can't rebel a man's promise once.

"It's a joke. Buy this, Yuri."

As I was troubled, Phyllia laughed softly and took the clothes that were nearby.

Phyllia took exactly the same thing in her hand as before.

It is a garment that uses white as the tone and turns peachy as it approaches the sleeve.

"Are you sure you want the same clothes?

I thought you were going to choose different clothes...

To my question, Phyllia shook her head.

"Yes, I like this."

That's what Phyllia said, so I bought him the clothes.

It's a promise, and if Phyllia wants it, she's not gonna say it to me.

Even for me, I didn't mean that you liked the clothes I chose.

Afterwards, I buy clothes for myself.

I'm going to waste my clothes.

"Hey Phyllia. What do you think of these clothes?

I found a particularly eye-catching dress among them, and I asked Phyllia for her opinion.

"Which is it?" and Firia turns to me.

All I noticed was black clothes with open bellies and back areas that would expose my abs.

I really like the fact that I can't tear it even if I inflate my muscles.

Speaking of your only weakness, where you barely keep yourself in shape as a garment?

"It's crazy clothes inside, don't you think?

"I'm crazier than crazy. I cannot hide my despair from Yuri's taste."

"It's more cloth than cloth, isn't it?" stabbed me in the stomach, and I thought back and stopped buying it.

I thought it was good clothes, but I can't unnecessarily disgust my partner with the clothes I'm wearing.

Damn, what a partner I am.

"I'm an intelligent muscle, but I'm also a gent muscle."

"Don't make two mysterious words at once"

Phyllia laughed lightly when she said so.