Tokyo, there are too many defeated magical girls.

"What a good girl! Just be as spoiled as you want, and leave the rest to me~"

While gently patting his back, Magic Rose began to use her magic to examine the so-called "slave contract".

He quickly frowned.

In magical perception, it's like an infinitely extending black chain, firmly locking one end.

No wonder all commands must be obeyed, and the system can locate you in real time.

She tried to use her magic to break the chains, and based on the results, she made a final judgment.

"I see. I totally understand."

"What do you unserstand?"

Lin Chun, almost overwhelmed by the milky aroma, nervously raised his head and looked at the magic rose.

He himself didn't know whether the answer he received was a cause for joy or sorrow.

"I swear on my honor—if there's another magical girl, we can definitely undo it by joining forces!"

81. Love is war!

— Exposing the conspiracy in the photography studio, defeating the slime girl, signing a slave contract with the dark elf, and incidentally getting a windfall of gold coins.

The following week was uneventful.

Lin Chun did not rush to capture the second magical girl.

After all, these things depend on fate, and there's still a lot of time before they run away, so we can wait patiently.

During the day, he would tease the magical rose and Mizuki Mieko, who came to his door for services.

At night, we would go to the den of demons to watch the petite female cadres wrestle sumo, finding all sorts of ways to have fun.

The week went by very pleasantly, and before we knew it, it was the day before summer ended.

"Tsk..."

Wearing the same casual short-sleeved shirt as usual, Lin Chun walked on the streets of Shibuya, but felt a chill that he hadn't experienced in a long time.

Even the leaves of the surrounding trees were no longer as lush and green as I remembered.

It's obvious that autumn is just around the corner.

He couldn't help but quicken his pace.

A few minutes later, we arrived at the location sent by Rinko Mizuki.

Here, a cute Japanese girl, dressed in a JK uniform and standing 1.58 meters tall, has been waiting for a long time.

Good morning, Mr. Lin Chun~

One second she was scrolling through her phone with a blank expression, ignoring anyone who tried to talk to her, a girl who was extremely aloof.

Hearing familiar footsteps, he immediately looked up.

He waved his left hand, giving a cheerful greeting, just like a country Shiba Inu.

In contrast, Lin Jun, who is not from Japan, appeared very calm.

He walked up to the JK (Japanese schoolgirl) girl and quickly scanned her.

My gaze quickly settled on those bare, jade-like legs beneath the hem of her skirt, which were completely exposed to the elements.

"Is not It Cold?"

"Huh? Are you cold? I can't feel it at all~"

"real or fake……"

Lin Chun couldn't help but frown.

As I walked along, I shivered from the cold, even though I was wearing short sleeves.

Those long, JK-style legs, exposed to the cool breeze without any protection, were frozen white, literally pure and flawless.

Rinko Mizushiro, however, did not seem to be putting on a brave face.

—She is indeed a pure and authentic Japanese girl, possessing the amazing talent of not being afraid of the cold.

"So, you said there would be a surprise if I came. What is it?"

"Give~"

Just as Lin Chun finished speaking, Mizuki Rinko pulled out two bottles of Ramune soda from the railing behind her.

One bottle is orange-flavored, and the other is lemon-flavored; it's clearly meant for him to choose first.

"That's it? You can buy it right downstairs in our apartment building."

Although Lin Chun appeared to be disgusted, he quickly made his choice and accepted the orange-flavored soda.

The remaining lemon flavor naturally went to Rinko Mizushiro.

The two of them moved in perfect sync, like an old married couple.

I tore open the packaging, pressed down the glass bead used for sealing, and started gulping down the drink.

After the Ramune soda is empty—

Is there a second surprise?

"Of course, you'll get the chance to go shopping for a yukata with me! Aren't you excited?"

Rinko Mizuki threw the empty soda bottle into the recycling bin.

Then, she grabbed Lin Chun's arm and, amidst their intimate embrace, walked towards the shop she had chosen beforehand.

Shibuya is Tokyo’s most bustling clothing shopping district.

It not only has a variety of fashionable outfits, but also the most complete and best selection of traditional Japanese yukata styles.

"Well……"

Unable to resist the allure of its fragrance and softness, Lin Chun walked down the street and clicked his tongue slightly.

Accompanying a Japanese girl to buy a yukata is certainly a great idea; it's a sweet, neon-style early romance.

only--

When applied to myself and Rinko Mizushiro, it just doesn't feel quite right.

"Rinko-chan, is this really a surprise?"

“Think about it carefully. I’ve even seen your bikini pose. Last time you went on a blind date, you wore a kimono, and it was about the same.”

"If it's just about choosing a yukata, it's not as good as the soda we just had... huh?"

As he spoke, the two of them arrived at the entrance of the yukata shop.

Here, the sound abruptly stops, and the facial muscles also freeze.

Correspondingly, a smug and happy smile appeared on the Japanese girl's face.

Buying a yukata is not the key point at all.

The key question is, what is the purpose of buying a yukata?

The answer was posted at the store entrance.

Tomorrow is the summer festival, which will feature a grand fireworks display.

The slogan was that girls must wear yukatas and kiss their loved ones under a sky full of cherry blossom-colored fireworks.

With romantic blessings, lovers will surely be united in marriage.

Is this considered a surprise?

"Ahem, let's just say that..."

Lin Chun blushed, realizing he hadn't expected the Japanese girl to have planned so meticulously.

But he soon realized another problem.

"The summer fireworks festival is indeed great, but if you can't get a VIP ticket, the experience will be greatly diminished."

"Hmm, don't worry~"

As the planner of the romantic date, Rinko Mizushiro perfectly predicted his reaction.

As if by magic, she pulled two VIP viewing tickets from her JK uniform and waved them triumphantly in the air.

"You invited me to Sakurada Hatano's concert before, now I'm inviting you to a fireworks show in return."

She used a matter-of-fact tone to conceal her girlish anticipation.

Not content with that, she lowered her voice and added in a cute tone:

"At least tomorrow night, let's not worry about the slave contract anymore and enjoy the fireworks."

"So, will we still kiss then?"