「Fuu~ Onii-chan, sorry for the wait~!」
「I-I’m sorry, it took a bit of time…!」
About fifteen minutes later, the two of them returned to the fitting room, both hands full of clothes.
「Did you pick out something you want to try on?」
「Y-Yes! But, um, one outfit…」
「It’s okay, Ayane-chan! First, let’s show Onii-chan what we picked out! Come on, get in! Miu will help you change!」
「Wah, thank you, Miu-chan…」
With that, Satou, gently pushed by Miu, entered the fitting room.
Miu followed, taking off her shoes, and both of them disappeared behind the curtain, waving their hands.
Satou seemed to be about to say something at first, but since Miu was with her, I doubt there’s any problem with the clothes themselves.
「M-Miu-chan, I can manage taking off the clothes myself…」
「That might be true, but~ ei!」
「Hyah…! G-Geez… it’s ticklish if you touch me suddenly… fufu.」
「……」
The sound of rustling clothes and their joyful voices.
Is this… really okay for me to be listening to?
Fortunately, there aren’t many people around, but having nowhere else to focus my attention is also troublesome.
「Then Ayane-chan, can you lift your leg?」
「O-Of course.」
「Wahhaa─! Ayane-chan looks super cute even from below~! Your legs are too beautiful~!」
「T-That’s not…」
「No need to be modest─! Ayane-chan really has a beautiful body, so let’s get you fully dressed and show Onii-chan!」
「…Okay.」
「Don’t be nervous! Miu guarantees Ayane-chan’s cuteness! …So Onii-chan! Make sure to tell her exactly what you think~!」
「I was planning to do that from the start~」
The girl who until recently was too nervous to even say my name is now here shopping with me, and even showing me herself in various outfits.
There must be a lot of nervousness and anxiety, but Satou has overcome them and gathered the courage to do this. I can’t waste her tremendous growth with my own embarrassment.
…In other words, if it suits her, I’ll shower her with compliments.
With that momentum, I’ll face Satou sincerely.
「Alright, done!」
After a while, Miu’s voice pierced through the thick curtain.
「Uhh… do I really match such cute clothes…?」
「Let’s ask Onii-chan! He can give you an honest, unbiased opinion, different from Miu who chose the clothes and Ayane-chan who’s wearing them!」
「O-Okay…」
Satou’s anxious voice reaches my ears.
This is just my imagination, but Satou isn’t ignoring Miu’s compliments.
It’s just that wearing clothes she’s not used to from one day to the next, her feelings haven’t fully caught up yet.
Even I, if suddenly dressed like a prince or something, would only be able to give a wry smile to compliments from the same sex.
「Then Onii-chan, I’m opening it, okay?」
「Ready when you are.」
…But if someone.
If even one person of the opposite sex complimented me, it would surely boost my confidence…
「…Uah.」
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As the curtain slowly opens, Satou’s figure and voice leak through the gap.
And in less than a second, as the curtain completely disappears from my view──
「…Ah…」
──The moment I laid eyes on Satou, a strange sound escaped my mouth.
「……」
At the same time, Satou, catching sight of me, lowers her gaze diagonally and wraps her arms around her stomach, seemingly struggling to endure her embarrassment.
Her face is red.
Her cheeks are red.
But more than that, her shoulders are white.
My eyes are drawn to her exposed shoulders and collarbones, unable to look away.
「We started with a white off-shoulder top and a light blue skirt~! The key point is keeping the skirt long to maintain a pure look! I thought exposing her legs would make Ayane-chan too attractive, so I only exposed her shoulders and arms up to the sleeves… What do you think, Onii-chan?」
「…Super cute.」
「…!」
As I muttered, Satou’s delicate shoulders twitched upward.
As Miu described, Satou was wearing a white off-shoulder top and a light blue long skirt. It was a refreshing color combination that exuded a cool sensation, different in a good way from Satou’s usual calm impression.
Yet, the sensuality I feel is undoubtedly due to the attractive lines and colors of her largely exposed shoulder area…
「…Uhh… uhh…」
…But just as much, Satou’s shy writhing is so enchanting that all the compliments I had prepared vanish, leaving only one.
「…Really, you’re incredibly cute.」
「Hyaa…」
A small voice.
That faint voice only enhances Satou’s charm.
「……」
「……」
「…Cute.」
「Uhh…」
「…It suits you so well. You’re really super cute.」
「…T-Thank you very much…」
「……」
「……」
「…Cute.」
「…Ah… n-no more… I can’t take it.」
She closed her eyes as if tickled and brought her limp right hand to her mouth, perhaps to hide her trembling lips.
With her small, limp right hand, neither clenched nor open, she desperately tries to hide her warmth.
「I-If you stare at me like that… I-I… don’t know what to do…」
「…Sorry. But I want to look a little longer.」
「…! …Uah… ahh…」
Her eyes widen in surprise, and Satou’s left hand also covers her face.
I take a step closer and gently lower them to her chest.
I somehow manage to catch her wavering eyes and look down at her gently from above.
「For my sake, could you be troubled just a little longer?」
「…Ahh… y-yes…」
Satou nodded, her face flushed bright red.
I know I’m pushing her a bit too much, but I wanted to etch this dazzling image of Satou into my memory just a little longer.