A shiromuku.
For girls who loved Japanese style, it was the kimono worn at a wedding.
And right now, several styles of shiromuku were laid out in front of Mikoto.
"This is hard to decide, Shido. Which one do you think looks better?"
Mikoto picked one up, held it against herself, and asked.
The boy sitting opposite her, staring blankly at Mikoto and the shiromuku spread across the tatami, was naturally Shido. However, right now, his mind had flown sowhere far away.
Senpai is getting married… Senpai is getting married… Senpai… is getting married…
He completely could not understand why Mikoto had suddenly ordered so many types of shiromuku. It looked just like—a girl with her wedding close at hand choosing her bridal outfit.
"Shido?"
Seeing that he was silent, Mikoto tilted her head in confusion.
"I-I guess that's true. Even if Yakumo-senpai falls in love with soone, I don't have the right to stop her. Should I say I wish her happiness? Ah… I really want to bring Sandalphon to the wedding venue…"
Shido turned his head to the side and muttered to himself. His entire body seed to be giving off a black aura.
"Ugh… honestly, what are you imagining?"
Hearing Shido's words, Mikoto showed a smile that did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"Let say this first. These aren't for ."
She waved the shiromuku in her hands and said helplessly.
"Eh?"
Hearing Mikoto's words, Shido finally ca back to his senses. Thinking carefully, there was no way he would know absolutely nothing about sothing as important as her marriage.
"Speaking of these shiromuku, Shido, do you rember what you did while you were going berserk?"
Mikoto glared at Shido angrily and asked.
"Um… I made everyone reverse conquer… ?"
After hearing that, Shido scratched his cheek awkwardly.
"That wasn't all! After going berserk, Shido beca like a playboy. Whenever you saw a girl, you chased after her with everything you had. Not just us—even the girls in Shido's class, and even Tama-chan-sensei, were conquer by you."
Mikoto said in distress.
"Pfft! Wait! Even Tama-chan-sensei?"
Shido spat out in shock. He had never imagined that he had left behind so much trouble while he was berserk. And when it ca to Tama-chan-sensei, Shido had a very bad feeling.
"That's right. Speaking of these shiromuku, they're all because Tama-chan-sensei is going to marry Shido."
Tama-chan-sensei wanted to hold her wedding at the shrine. Mikoto, who had never hosted that kind of ceremony before, had no choice but to start preparing. At the very least—until Shido persuaded Tama-chan-sensei, she had to make it look like she was preparing.
"So, Shido, you should find a chance to explain it to her as soon as possible."
Finally, Mikoto sighed and said that.
"Ugh… I know."
Although Kotori and the others were already busy cleaning up the ss Shido had left behind while going berserk, Tama-chan-sensei's situation had already risen to the level of marriage. No matter what, Shido had to personally step forward and explain.
"Then, Shido, hurry and pick the style you like."
Mikoto said with a smile.
"No, no, no. Since I'm already going to explain that it was a misunderstanding, there's no need to choose clothes anymore, right?"
Shido waved his hands again and again. Of course he could not marry Tama-chan-sensei, so choosing a shiromuku had no aning.
"That's not what Shido is thinking."
Mikoto smiled wryly and explained:
"Look, considering Tama-chan-sensei's example, maybe other people will co to the shrine to hold weddings in the future. If that's the case, there's nothing wrong with preparing one or two shiromuku styles, right?"
Simply put, even if it was not for Tama-chan-sensei, Mikoto still wanted to consider how to hold weddings at the shrine as part of shrine business.
"So, I want to confirm which style Shido likes."
The girl smiled slyly.
"Why am I the one deciding?"
Shido looked at her smile and asked uneasily.
"Because in the future, I might often have to hold weddings for Shido and the girls."
"Pfft!"
The girl's words made Shido spit out again.
"Ah, right. There are also n's clothes here."
Speaking of bridal outfits, naturally there had to be a matching groom's outfit too. Mikoto took out another set of Japanese style clothes and looked at Shido.
"Um… do you want to try it on?"
Although the girl had not said it directly, Shido felt like he already understood what she ant. After hearing his words, the girl smiled and nodded.
"I know, I know."
Looking at the girl's unfair smile and expectant eyes, Shido felt like there was no way he could refuse. So he had no choice but to nod, take the outfit, and walk into the room on the other side to change.
(I'll probably get photographed again later.)
While changing clothes, Shido thought helplessly. Although she would not take all kinds of strange photos like Origami, Mikoto also had the habit of casually taking pictures of him on her phone whenever he wore unusual clothes.
Of course… it was also true that most of those pictures were of Shiori.
"I'm done changing, senpai."
After changing, he opened the door and stepped back into the room.
"!!!"
There, a Japanese style beauty wearing a simple, elegant shiromuku was quietly sitting on the tatami, waiting for him.
"Ehehe, I'm done changing too."
Looking at Shido in the groom's outfit, the girl in the shiromuku showed a shy yet sowhat happy smile.
Was she too dazzling?
Mikoto, looking just like a bride, made Shido stand frozen in place, unable to say anything.
Only when the girl patted the tatami beside her, signaling him to sit over there, did he move like a robot. With his brain unable to think, he sat beside her exactly as she wanted.
"Looking like this, it really feels like we're getting married. It feels kind of happy."
The girl obediently leaned against him and said with a happy smile.
"Ugh…"
Although he felt very shy, Shido's feelings right now were the sa as Mikoto's. Sohow, if this really were a wedding, he felt that he would not be surprised if he fainted from happiness.
Click!
Just as he was sinking into this wonderful atmosphere, the girl picked up the phone beside her, wrapped her arm around his, and took a photo of the two of them leaning together.
"It's a little regretful that it isn't a real wedding, but I still want to keep it as a mory."
Mikoto said with a smile.
"Ugh…"
Hearing Mikoto's words, Shido scratched his cheek in embarrassnt.
After trying on the newlywed clothes, Shido changed back into the casual clothes he had worn when coming to the shrine.
"In the end, I still couldn't decide what kind of shiromuku should be kept as the shrine's standard style."
Mikoto said helplessly.
"Senpai, are you going to try them on one by one?"
Shido asked.
"That would be strange."
Mikoto smiled wryly. However, soon, the girl lightly clapped her hands and said with a smile:
"How about—we let Shiori-chan try them on once?"
"Eh? Wait! No way!"
In an instant, alarm bells rang loudly inside Shido's heart.
"Hehe. Shido, please hurry and accept your fate."
However, it was already too late.
Facing Mikoto, who was holding a shiromuku and smiling as she approached him…
In the end, the number of cute Shiori photos increased by one more.
(TL:ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Shidooooooooo you fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkk)
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