Tokyo, there are too many defeated magical girls.

This is also reflected in current clothing purchasing practices.

—This is entirely Lin Chun's personal preference.

Pinkish-purple tank tops, black mini skirts, lace stockings, platform boots... these are all outfits that are considered "landmine-style" hot girls.

I hate this style the most...

But under Lin Chun's insistence, she had no choice but to suppress her shame and obediently put on the clothes one by one.

"Are you dressed? Come out and let me see."

—Lin Chun's confident urging came from outside the fitting room.

"I know, I know!"

Feeling pathetic about her situation, mixed with a great deal of shame, Rinko Mizushiro finally took a deep breath.

Then, she reached out and pushed open the door to the fitting room.

Lin Chun and the sales assistant stood outside the door waiting.

"Trying on clothes takes forever, Rinko."

"I already told you you didn't need to come shopping for clothes with me... You insisted on coming anyway, humph!"

Rinko Mizuki retorted sharply to Chun Lin, not to be outdone.

To the sales assistant, their bickering was clearly just a sweet, everyday scene between a young couple.

"You two have such a good relationship!"

She interlaced her fingers and clasped them together in front of her chest, expressing her heartfelt emotions.

That short sentence was like stepping on Rinko Mizushiro's tail, causing a frighteningly strong reaction.

"What did you just say? Feelings?! That's not true at all!!!"

"Eh? Guest... I just..."

"Rinko, there's a limit to being tsundere. Today is our first day living together after moving in."

Lin Chun reached out and ruffled Mizuki Rinko's head, deliberately feigning a doting expression.

That one sentence alone made it impossible for her to deny their relationship.

"Ugh, never mind! Let's just finish shopping and get out of here!"

Rinko Mizushiro simply gave up on explaining.

He took out a brand new bank card from the pocket of his old uniform.

The six million yen budget allocated for the image makeover has already been fully allocated to it.

"Salesperson, please swipe your card!"

"Wait a minute, you haven't really appreciated yourself yet."

Lin Chun stopped the saleswoman who wanted to approach him.

Immediately afterwards, he wrapped his left arm around the girl's waist and gently pulled her graceful body into his embrace.

Then they interlocked their right fingers, and even the last symbolic resistance completely disappeared.

And so, in a semi-forced manner, Rinko Mizushiro was made to stand in front of the full-length mirror.

She clearly saw herself as a landmine-type hot girl.

"Ah...this..."

Rinko Mizushiro stood frozen in place.

Looking down at your own body in the fitting room is a completely different experience from looking at your reflection in the mirror now.

The pinkish-purple tank top she was wearing was really too revealing.

The cute, almost diamond-shaped belly button is completely exposed, changing with body movement, giving an ominous impression.

The skirt was also extremely short, less than fifteen centimeters from the knee.

At such a length, even a slight breeze would be dangerous.

Furthermore, the black stockings with their own openwork patterns are far less breathable than they appear.

Like those fancy but impractical packaging ribbons, they wrapped their feet tightly from heel to toe.

Going deeper inside the thick-soled boots, the heat becomes even more intense.

So much so that even when they were just standing, their delicate toes seemed to be stuck together in a row by sweet sweat.

If you walk like this all day, and then take off your boots and socks at night...

The intense, powerful scent of a hot girl is probably no different from a landmine exploding.

"that……"

"Ok?"

"No, it's nothing."

The thought of wasting a lot of time trying on other clothes brought Mizuki Rinko's voice to an abrupt halt.

She glanced at the bank card in her hand, then looked out the window.

A fleeting, unnatural look of anxiety crossed her flushed cheeks.

"This set is fine, checkout."

She handed over her bank card.

“Thank you for your patronage!”

The sales assistant quickly accepted the card with both hands, bowed happily, and then ran off to swipe the card.

In front of the large fitting room mirror, only the two of them were left alone.

Lin Chun pretended not to notice her unusual behavior.

"Rose, this outfit suits you so well! You love the 'landmine-style' sexy girl look, right?"

"Yes……"

Rinko Mizushiro nodded absentmindedly.

They didn't even realize that this was a super obvious test question.

Even Lin Chun, a time traveler, knew that the magical girls' transformed appearances came from their deepest desires.

Magic Rose doesn't have a single sexy element.

Therefore, Lin Chun felt more and more that she had something on her mind.

Pretending to mention it casually, they launched an attack on another suspicious point.

"Speaking of which, why come to this mall at all? Wouldn't it be better to shop in Ginza?"

He asked in a casual tone, glancing out the window.

Apart from this three-story shopping mall, the buildings are all detached residential buildings, some of which even house offices of violent gangs.

Under the cover of night, the stark white streetlights illuminated the empty streets, creating a desolate scene.

—When asked this question, Rinko Mizushiro was clearly a little flustered.

"Because..."

Her voice was stammering, and her exposed armpits were clearly filled with a lot of anxious heat.

As a male closely pressed together, Lin Chun didn't even need to take a deep breath to taste the fragrance of someone with a guilty conscience.

Why is that?

He pressed on relentlessly, moving closer.

He nuzzled the girl's fair neck with the tip of his nose, feeling the increasingly moist and pink skin.

About three seconds later, unable to come up with a reason, Rinko Mizushiro simply gave up and did nothing.

"I just love this mall! Is there a problem?!"

"So this is ah."

Lin Chun inhaled the girl's guilty scent thoroughly, but on the surface, he nodded without any doubt.

Rinko Mizushiro thought she had gotten away with it and breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, the sales assistant returned with the invoice and bank card, indicating that the purchase was complete.

She immediately reached out and stuffed everything into her pockets.

Then, she forcibly broke free from Lin Chun's embrace, still looking suspicious as she tried to make up an excuse.