Crossover Anime Daily Life: Their Eyes Are a Little Strange

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Kitagawa Kaimu stopped moving, looking puzzled.

Her face was flushed with a beautiful rosy hue, like a peach blossom in full bloom.

what happened?

If there were no other people present, Shirakawa would have loved to do it himself.

But with outsiders present, the subsequent pink incident is clearly impossible.

Shirakawa covered half his face with one hand, looking heartbroken as if he had missed out on a million dollars, and said, "This is Hai Meng."

"What you're doing is really bad, but please make sure next time, when there's no one else around..."

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

Why find a deserted place?!

Kitagawa Kaimu was even more confused. Her mind was still very simple, and she had never thought about anything erotic.

She originally planned to take off her school uniform to reveal the cosplay outfit she was wearing underneath.

Unexpectedly, the guy in front of her suddenly stopped her movements.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind: Shiki-kun... he's afraid I'll reveal my cosplay outfit.

And then, will Yukinoshita and Yuigahama look at you with strange eyes?

Is he... concerned about me?

Having thought this through, Kitagawa glanced at Shirakawa unexpectedly.

I didn't expect this guy to be so thoughtful sometimes...

But why couldn't he sense my other thoughts?!

"Oh... Shiki-kun, let me tell you, what you're thinking about is actually not a problem."

I didn't think about these things too much; I just needed to complete at least one cosplay outfit, and then...

Kitagawa smiled brightly, just as she was about to slap the other person's hand away and continue undressing.

A voice as cold as ice rang out: "Shirakawa-kun, what are you doing? Are you no longer going to hide your terrifying thoughts that you have nowhere to release?"

"Are you really going to make a move on a girl at school in public?"

"Mr. Shirakawa, I have to remind you of something."

“I don’t care if you’re horny outside, but if you’re going to commit crimes within the Service Department, then you should prepare to be sent to the police department.”

The voice was extremely cold and filled with utter disdain.

Shirakawa's figure stiffened, and he immediately retorted firmly, "Yukinoshita, have you misunderstood something? I was stopping Haimeng."

"Stop what? Your hand?"

Upon hearing this, Shirakawa instinctively looked at his hands.

She realized that her hands were holding Kitagawa Kaimu's fair wrists, lifting her entire arm up to her neck.

Kitagawa, meanwhile, had several buttons undone, giving him a disheveled appearance.

This suggestive pose left him speechless for a moment, because it really did seem as if he was coercing the beautiful girl.

Yukino Yukinoshita and Yui had already finished researching and roughly understood what cosplay was. They had just looked up when they saw this scene in front of them.

Seeing this scene made Yuihama blush with embarrassment, and Yukinoshita was so angry she almost flew into a rage.

This guy who's always getting horny dares to do it in front of other people.

He then intended to take advantage of the other female classmates...

However, she knew in her heart that she had probably misunderstood the other party.

Shirakawa Shiki, despite his seemingly perverted way of speaking.

However, basic etiquette is still observed, and they would not do such a thing in public.

Yukino is feeling uneasy right now...

The kind of discomfort that's getting worse...

She felt a bit irritable, though she couldn't quite put her finger on why.

She didn't know why, but she couldn't help but retort.

Upon seeing them, a tense atmosphere suddenly arose.

Kitagawa blinked his big eyes, his little face pure and innocent as he asked, "I mean... have you all misunderstood something?"

"Ugh... Shiki, H!"

Yuihama didn't think much of it and quickly stepped forward, pulling Kitagawa's arm and backing away, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Yukino's suspicions came true, leaving her stunned.

Then he glanced at Shirakawa, his mouth slightly agape several times, but he didn't say anything apologetic.

Unaware of what was going on, Shirakawa noticed that the other person's bright eyes kept stealing glances at him.

After a moment of thought, I understood what Yukinoshita was thinking.

Then, a wide smile appeared on his lips: "I already told you it was a misunderstanding, but you wouldn't believe me."

"So, Yukinoshita and Yui, you two just seriously hurt my young heart. Apologize to me now."

As soon as he finished speaking, I saw his irritating expression.

Not to mention Yuihama and Kitagawa, even Yukinoshita glared at him angrily.

"Hey... anyway, just keep an eye on things and don't touch anything."

Kitagawa interrupted them somewhat helplessly, then quickly and hurriedly took off his school uniform.

"Wait a minute..." Yukinoshita, seeing such shameless behavior, thought Kitagawa was about to be naked.

He couldn't maintain his usual cool expression and panicked, trying to stop the other party.

However, it was clear that Kitagawa's movements this time were fluid and unstoppable, ignoring everyone's words and continuing to move without pause.

So, Yukinoshita looked at Shirakawa Shiki and said in a panic, "Turn your head away right now and close your eyes!"

Shirakawa pretended not to hear these words, staring straight ahead, and said in a serious tone.

"Under the snow, please don't extinguish my dream as an artist."

"Don't worry, in my eyes you are all the same, all naked."

Yuihama and Yukinoshita stared blankly at this guy.

I never expected him to say something so shocking, something that could make someone call the police.

But it only lasted a few seconds.

With the rustling sound of his school uniform, Kitagawa took it off.

The three Shirakawa-style individuals turned their gazes towards them, and immediately fell silent.

Because when Kitagawa took off her uniform schoolgirl outfit, what was revealed was not smooth, dazzling skin, but a pure black cosplay costume.

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Kitagawa's fair face turned bright red, and his eyes darted around, as if he were somewhat embarrassed.

Her delicate neck was tied with a black, ruffled, upturned collar, slightly revealing her sexy collarbone and shoulders. Her alabaster-white skin reflected a translucent halo under the scattered rays of the setting sun shining through the window.

Her entire outfit was black, stretching up to her long, shapely thighs.

Judging from Shirakawa's newly acquired "top-notch" tailoring skills, this garment is clearly a half-finished product, and it is pitch black without any color.

However... he stroked his chin and examined it carefully.

For some reason, he always felt that the clothes, once finished, would have a slightly rough texture.

"Kitagawa-kun, is this the cosplay outfit you were talking about?"

Yukinoshita's expression was also quite unnatural, but after seeing clearly, she remembered the information she had looked at earlier and pondered before speaking.

But in her heart, she had some complaints because Kitagawa's figure was too good, almost on par with Yuihama's.

This made her feel a little guilty and uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but feel a little envious.

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His gaze unconsciously swept over Shirakawa Shiki, who was not far away, wanting to see what the other person's reaction would be.

"Yes, yes, Yukinoshita-san." Kitagawa's face lit up, then fell again, "But I've only finished half of this outfit so far..."

"But even though it's only half, I still want to ask for your opinions."

"Um... what do you think?"

"You made it yourself?" Shirakawa looked visibly surprised and couldn't help but look up at the girl who was beaming with joy.

A complex feeling welled up inside him. He knew the other person liked cosplay, but he never expected that the other person would like it so much that they would learn to make cosplay costumes themselves.

It's nothing more than this kind of thing; it's not something you can just do by talking about it.

If he didn't have any special advantages, and had to learn on his own, it would take him at least a year and a half to become completely clueless about this subject.