December 25th, Christmas, 12:50 PM.
"Mhm, this should be about right."
Strolling to the front of Tengu City Station, Yutsuki looked up at the clock before walking over to the Hachiko bronze statue.
"Mhm... this outfit should be fine."
Seeing that she had arrived a bit early, Yutsuki took the opportunity to review her attire.
On top, she wore a white thermal long-sleeved shirt with a won's trench coat embroidered with a light blue grid pattern draped over it. For pants, she chose light blue jeans. Although she had considered shorts to accentuate her curves, considering the cold weather, Yutsuki decisively chickened out and chose long pants, paired with fleece-lined leather boots.
Honestly, Yutsuki also felt her outfit was a bit too casual. Although she considered dressing up nicely for a rare date, she unfortunately wasn't good at picking clothes. She could have asked Miku and the others, but she didn't want to be treated like a dress-up doll. So in the end, she gave up and just grabbed a few random pieces from her closet to make do.
(Well, whatever. It's just Shido I'm dating anyway. No need to take it so seriously.)
Yutsuki thought with a shrug.
Given the kind of guy he is, he probably wouldn't notice such subtle changes in clothing unless soone pointed it out.
Plus, if it weren't for Shido saying yesterday that he was looking forward to today's date, Yutsuki wouldn't even have considered dressing up to highlight her feminine charm. Besides, when she and Shido were together, they were both completely relaxed. It was less like a date and more like family hanging out; there was no need to be formal.
(But if I say that, does Shido and I hanging out like this really count as a date?)
Leaning against the bronze statue, Yutsuki lowered her head in deep thought. Shouldn't a "date" be where innocent boys and girls, harboring ignorant yet romantic feelings, are drawn to each other, and then guided by hormones, they ignore the visual health of innocent bystanders and spread sickeningly sweet PDA in public?
(Could Shido be expecting that kind of date?)
Yutsuki couldn't help but frown, trying to imagine that scene—
Shido: "Sorry, I'm late."
Yutsuki: "It's fine, I just got here too."
Shido: "Where do you want to go next?"
Yutsuki: "Anywhere is fine, as long as it's a place Shido likes~"
Shido: " too, anywhere you like. I'm willing to accompany you to the ends of the earth."
Yutsuki: "Oh you~ Why are you so considerate?"
Shido: "Because you are the most important person to . I love you~ Yutsuki."
Yutsuki: "Shido~ I also—"
——
"—!!!!!?"
Yutsuki was instantly grossed out, getting goosebumps all over.
(Never mind, never mind! As expected, I shouldn't force myself to do things I'm not good at. I shouldn't overthink it and just stick to my usual pace.)
Yutsuki shook her head, tossing the silly thoughts aside, and adjusted her mood to wait for Shido.
The clock in front of the station ticked away, passing the agreed ti by a few minutes. However, Yutsuki wasn't impatient over this, silently watching the bustling crowds on the sidewalk.
"Sorry! I kept you waiting, Yutsuki."
Finally, a girl with long aqua blue hair suddenly appeared in Yutsuki's field of vision, jogging slightly hurriedly to stop in front of her.
Yutsuki stared blankly at the girl who suddenly appeared.
"...Shi...ori?"
"...Yes."
Shiori nodded, looking a little shy.
Unable to believe her eyes, Yutsuki couldn't help but rub them.
"This is bad... am I hallucinating from a lack of sleep yesterday?"
Opening her eyes again, the image in her mind remained completely unchanged.
Soft aqua blue hair adorned with a cute four leaf clover hairpin, an exquisitely charming and beautiful face, a slender and gentle body wrapped in a light dress, flawless skin as lustrous and clear as jade. Although a hint of masculine aura could be felt in her deanor, it only added an incredibly radiant charm to the girl, like the spring sunshine.
Undoubtedly. The person before her was Itsuka Shiori. No, strictly speaking, she wasn't just Itsuka Shido disguised as Itsuka Shiori, but the ideal female romantic partner in Yutsuki's heart—ITSU! KA! SHI! ORI!!!!
"Ah, I rember Reine saying that a slap to the face hurts more..."
Muttering blankly to herself, Yutsuki raised her right hand, seemingly preparing to slap herself across the face.
"Yutsuki?! What are you doing?"
Shiori hurriedly grabbed Yutsuki's hand and asked in a panic.
"Uh... I just wanted to check if I'm dreaming."
Seeing the other's worried expression, Yutsuki instantly snapped back to reality and answered sowhat awkwardly.
"Is there a need to be this shaken?"
Shiori retorted with a bitter smile, then began explaining the whole story to Yutsuki.
Actually, the reason Shido asked Yutsuki out on a date today wasn't because he wanted a Christmas present from her, but rather the opposite: he wanted to give Yutsuki a Christmas present. However, he knew that if he stated it plainly, Yutsuki would never agree to today's date.
Although he didn't know what present Yutsuki wanted, Shido knew that Yutsuki had always harbored an abnormal obsession with Shiori—his female crossdressing persona.
So, after an internal struggle, Shido finally made up his mind. For today only, he would go on a date with Yutsuki as the real Shiori, as her Christmas present.
"And this form, I used Haniel to transform into. So that's how it is, understand?"
"So Shido used Natsumi's Angel... to turn yourself into a real girl."
Yutsuki nodded, half-understanding, but Shiori could tell the other was still a bit dazed and couldn't quite separate reality from illusion.
"It can't be helped..."
Sighing helplessly, Shiori reached out with both hands and gently cupped Yutsuki's cheeks. Instantly, Yutsuki's face turned as red as a boiled lobster.
"Wh-Wh-Wh-What are you doing, Shido!?"
Feeling the cool, smooth touch on her cheeks—undoubtedly the unique touch of a girl—Yutsuki beca so nervous she started stuttering.
"How is it? Not a dream, right?"
Shiori winked playfully at Yutsuki. Perhaps because seeing the other party so flustered was too rare, Shiori felt a bit mischievous. She leaned in slightly and gently rubbed her palms against Yutsuki's cheeks.
"Hehe, Yutsuki's cheeks are so warm."
"—!"
However, perhaps even Shiori herself didn't notice, but at this mont, the rounded curves at her collar were faintly visible in Yutsuki's line of sight.
"—Pfft!"
Instantly exceeding her critical limit, bright red liquid spurted from Yutsuki's nose.
"Yutsuki!? Nosebleed! Nosebleed!"
Shiori shouted in panic.
"It's fine. Just getting a bit overheated, an old problem. I got careless because it hasn't acted up lately."
Extres et. The overly excited Yutsuki instantly cald down. She took out a tissue to block the spurting nosebleed, tilted her head back, and answered in an unperturbed tone.
Now, even without slapping herself, Yutsuki could say with absolute certainty that she wasn't dreaming. No! Even if it was a dream, Yutsuki had no intention of waking herself up!
"I see, take better care of your health."
Shiori sighed in relief.
They sat on a public bench nearby to rest for a bit. Once Yutsuki's nosebleed stopped, Shiori stood up from the bench, looked at Yutsuki, and smiled brightly.
"Then let's start our date, Yutsuki."
(...Ah, I feel like I could die right now without regrets.)
In a daze, Yutsuki couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
"Yutsuki?"
Shiori tilted her head, looking at Yutsuki.
"No... it's nothing. You're right, it's about ti we set off—"
Halfway through her sentence, Yutsuki suddenly realized a very serious problem.
She was dressed too sloppily.
Looking at Shiori, she was wearing a beautiful dress, holding a cute little handbag, and her makeup perfectly brought out a young girl's charm to the fullest. It was obvious she had put a lot of effort into dressing up before coming out. Yutsuki could even sense the surrounding n with girlfriends glancing sideways at Shiori.
Then looking at herself: a plain monochromatic shirt, a tacky trench coat, wearing long pants because she was afraid of the cold. She had completely just thrown on a few random pieces of clothing to make do. Before leaving, she only washed her face with toner and combed her hair.
(How do I look like soone out on a date?!)
For a mont, cold sweat broke out on Yutsuki's forehead.
Dating in sloppy clothes —> bringing sha to Shiori —> causing a rift in their relationship —> the date ends in tragedy.
"...I'm going back."
"Eh?"
Shiori was instantly dumbfounded. However, before she could react, Yutsuki turned and started walking towards ho.
"Wait, Yutsuki! We were just about to go on our date, why are you suddenly going ho!"
Shiori hurriedly grabbed Yutsuki and asked in confusion.
"Let go, Shiori. I'm just going back to change clothes. This outfit isn't appropriate for a date."
Hearing Yutsuki's words, Shiori paused, then let out a light laugh and said firmly:
"That's not true. Yutsuki's outfit right now is very nice. It gives off a cool and refreshing vibe, it suits you very well."
"Is that so?"
Yutsuki hesitated for a mont. Just when Shiori thought she had convinced her, Yutsuki shook her head resolutely.
"No, as I thought, it won't do. I'll definitely embarrass you if I don't change. At the very least, let go back, put on so cologne, and change into a suit before we head out."
"Being too formal would be even weirder! We're going on a date, not attending a ball."
Shiori retorted, caught between laughing and crying. However, Yutsuki seed determined to go back and change into formal wear, stubborn as a mule and refusing to budge no matter what was said. This made Shiori start to panic.
Are you kidding ? If Yutsuki went ho now, wouldn't 'it' be blown imdiately?
(I have no choice, I have to use Kotori's terrible idea. Whatever, I lost most of my dignity when I transford anyway.)
As if to encourage herself, Shiori took a deep breath. Then she stepped forward, hugged Yutsuki's arm with both hands, and pressed her breasts tightly against Yutsuki's arm.
"Sh-Shiori?!"
Feeling that soft sensation like cotton candy, which involuntarily made one think of the tender skin beneath the fabric, Yutsuki panicked. The nosebleed she had finally managed to stop showed faint signs of erupting again.
Shiori lowered her head and used a slice of onion she had secretly prepared to stimulate her tear ducts. Then, with teary eyes, she looked up and gazed pitifully at Yutsuki.
"Yutsuki... do you not want to go on a date with ?"
—Bang! Instantly, Yutsuki felt her heart shot through.
"That's not it at all! I understand now... It is true that running back ho now would be even ruder. If you don't mind, Shiori, let's go on the date like this."
"Mhm, mhm, I don't mind."
Shiori hurriedly nodded.
...
Kotori: "Hug Yutsuki-nee's arm, use your breasts for intimate contact, and act pitiful and spoiled. Doing this, no matter the situation, Yutsuki-nee will definitely soften up. Shido—no, Shiori Onee-chan, since you're a girl now, you have to know how to use a woman's weapons. Wait! H-How is this possible... they're actually bigger than mine... even though he's a guy..."
...
Seeing Yutsuki give up the idea of going ho, Shiori finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Setting the latter half aside, Kotori's proposal was indeed very effective. Actually, Shido himself had experienced this so called "breast trap" many tis in the past. So he knew very well just how lethal this move was. For a physiologically healthy high school boy, it was "ga over the mont you get caught" in every sense of the word.
It's just that, changing from the receiver to the user, Itsuka Shido felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.
(I am Itsuka Shiori, I am a cute girl, a cute girl...)
Silently hypnotizing himself in his mind, Shiori hugged Yutsuki's arm, endured the discomfort of the cool breeze blowing up his skirt, and smiled.
"Let's go, Yutsuki. Today I am your cute Shiori."
Itsuka Shido was absolutely certain that he wouldn't be stepping out of the house for the next few days after this.
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