Chapter 24, page 23

"Don't make me clean up your mess today."

After specifically instructing Wu Tiaowu, he approved her removal of the blindfold.

Airi Matsuzaka hesitated for a moment before taking off her blindfold. She took three steps forward and then turned back to look at him.

[Aren't you going together?]

She's making this lip-syncing motion.

Originally intending to remain a human being, Gojo Satoru immediately abandoned that idea and followed along with great joy.

It's not his fault, is it? Airi invited him, after all.

She's so cute! Airi really loves me so much she can't live without me!

Airi Matsuzaka, who didn't want to cause trouble, wasn't confident enough to control her admirers by taking off her blindfold.

Being too popular is also a problem. These ordinary people might have a slightly higher level of liking for her if they don't even look into her eyes, but once the blindfold is removed, their rationality is completely extinguished, and they'll fight to the death.

Of course, she's the one who should live.

She didn't want to be the only one unharmed when a bloodbath occurred in the store while she was out. Carrying Gojo Satoru with her served as both a safety device and a sales assistant.

Why not? She's not paying.

Kill him! Kill him!

Airi Matsusaka, who couldn't see the products without removing her blindfold and was too lazy to choose them herself, pushed Gojo Satoru directly into the store.

"Hmm? Airi...?"

She pretended to be pushed forward two steps, then stepped back. Gojo Satoru turned around and saw her typing with her head down.

You go buy it.

? ? ?

Hmm... Isn't the progress a bit too fast?

I won't wear it if it doesn't look good.

I want to laugh.

You have to be patient.

Gojo Satoru reached out and covered his mouth, using his hand to hide the corners of his mouth from the wild upward grin.

"but……"

He asked a question at the opportune moment with a smile, only to be rejected by Airi with a reply in writing.

[Didn't you buy all these clothes? What's wrong with buying a few more!]

【Shut up】

The young lady's temper flared up again.

"Ah, let me finish speaking first."

Airi typed so fast that it was impossible to get a word in edgewise, so Gojo Satoru could only hold her hand down to make her stop for a moment.

If she were willing to speak, she would cling to his shoulder and chatter on and on, scolding him all day long.

"I don't know Airi's size." He hummed softly, slowing his speech. "So I can't buy it for you."

size……?

Is it... size?

Can't you just buy it and wear it right away?

"Aren't you uncomfortable wearing clothes that don't fit?" Gojo Satoru let go of her hand, and the image of Airi's outfit when they first met inevitably surfaced in his mind—a dark gray combat uniform that clung to her body's curves.

Wow, that's awesome.

Are you feeling unwell?

...I don't know. Combat uniforms are all tight-fitting, and underwear is also very tight. It doesn't matter whether they fit or not, right?

Ugh, taking my measurements doesn't mean the shop assistant will touch me, does it? Don't even think about it.

She wanted to type that she didn't want to buy it.

"Ah, I forgot." Gojo Satoru suddenly spoke up, pulling a pair of sunglasses from his pocket—the size he had specially prepared for Matsusaka Airi.

Warm fingers touched her ear, gently brushing away the tangled strands of hair. The movement was so light that not a single hair was pulled. Her palm pressed gently against the top of her head. "Airi, don't look at me."

He is speaking.

"Close your eyes."

She was easily subdued by the gentle comfort of his head pat, and obediently closed her eyes and lowered her head following the force of his hand.

Hmm? So well-behaved? Seems surprisingly fond of having its head patted...

That's especially cute.

Remove the blindfold, place the sunglasses on her nose, carefully push them in, then cup her face in your hands and help her look up to admire her masterpiece.

This makes them even more similar.

Habits, adaptability.

Hobbies, assimilation.

Clothing, covering.

That's far from enough.

And much, much more.

It left her confused, disoriented, and bewildered.

I want more than just the realism of what you control in your palm.

Breakdown, tears, dependence, trust... whatever it is, just fall into my arms quickly.

I'll catch you.

"Gojo?"

Airi Matsuzaka tried to move her head to break free, but he let go.

Airi is timid. If she knew what he was thinking, she would definitely think he was delusional and hide immediately.

She will be scared.

Just bear with it a little longer.

Hmm~ Not bad, not bad.

Holding the temples of my glasses and looking around, it felt much more comfortable than wearing an eye mask.

Hey? That pineapple pattern one is nice!

If only there were cute, round grapes.

Airi Matsuzaka immediately left Satoru Gojo behind and quickly walked to the hanger with the golden pineapple print. She took the hanger down and examined it in her hand.

Although pineapples taste sour, this little pineapple looks very sweet.

It's also round and plump.

It's not that it's impossible to like something.

Pineapple... I want to eat it.

Airi Matsuzaka beckoned to Satoru Gojo, whose eyes had been fixed on the area, and Satoru took a step toward them.

She held up the little pineapple and pointed at it.

"Pineapple?"

Airi would never ask him for his opinion on what to buy; indecisiveness would only lead her to buy everything, so—

Do you want to eat pineapple?

"Okay, I got it." He replied perfunctorily, his attention completely off the pineapple.

No, this pineapple is not that pineapple.

Gojo Satoru was trying to recall what Airi looked like in her combat uniform, comparing the size of the pineapple she was holding now.

Should it be a little bigger?

He was a little unsure.

"Mom, I want to buy these grapes, they're so cute."

Upon hearing the keyword "grapes," the two simultaneously looked towards the source of the sound—a mother and daughter were selecting clothes; the mother was accompanying her daughter to buy them.

More importantly, it was a region with small breasts.

He understood.

"Airi, you can't do it." Gojo Satoru pressed down on her shoulder, trying to stop her from going that way.

I'm great! I can do anything with grapes!

"..."

It's okay.

Now Gojo Satoru has two choices.

First, offer well-intentioned advice and stop them.

Then Airi disliked him and scratched his face.

Second, let her go.

...

Let her go.

Wu Tiao Wu let go and stood by, watching the situation unfold.

He was also a little curious about what would happen next.

Airi Matsuzaka was soon brought over by the sales assistant.

"This size is more suitable for you, Miss." The sales assistant smiled and glanced at Airi Matsuzaka's chest before leading her to the shelf that fit her better.

Hmm? You can tell the size at a glance?

That's a good skill; I'd recommend learning it.

"Grapes? Hmm, I'm sorry, we don't have grape designs."

They visibly became discouraged.

The dedicated saleswoman immediately changed the subject. "But our new arrivals this season are also very beautiful! Whether they're sexy or innocent, they all seem perfect for you, miss."

The customer is king, and they quickly praised Airi Matsuzaka to the point of exaggeration.

"Miss, you have a great figure. This black or white one would be very nice. Why don't you try a camisole?" The saleswoman winked and gave Gojo Satoru, who was standing to the side, a suggestive look.

"Your boyfriend's heart will definitely race."

Yes, it's accelerating! It's accelerating!

Gojo Satoru's superior hearing allowed him to hear everything clearly.

Under the enthusiastic sales assistant's praise, Airi Matsuzaka was so flattered that she bought a lot of items.

But most of them aren't for everyday wear...

Gojo Satoru could almost picture Airi's helpless rage at the sight of these unwearable clothes.

I want to laugh.

As a ruthless mobile vault, he pays for everything, and he carries all the stuff.

Airi?

She just needs to walk next to her.