The daily life of Shier and 5t5

Gojo Satoru is the type who looks thinner when dressed, and fleshy when undressed.Shi'er only noticed this when he carried the cub ashore.

Most women in this era seem to like this kind of figure more than their own.

Shi Er felt that his professionalism as a little boy was offended.

"I'll take Hui to enjoy the cool air. If you like hot springs, you can stay longer." Gojo Satoru said.

Shi Er absent-mindedly agreed.

At night, the wind was cool, and he tapped his knuckles on the pebbles on the shore, thinking in his heart.

...Tonight, I will find a chance to avoid Gojo Satoru, meet the old man of the Patriarch, and talk about Hui.

Shi Er got out of the water with his arms propped on the shore, and walked to the cubicle where he changed his clothes.

"Ok?"

In the bamboo basket, the change of clothes he brought disappeared, replaced by a black traditional kimono.

When it was shaken off, it was still a lady's kimono with slits reaching the thighs.

One can imagine how absurd and...sexy it would be for a big man like him to wear it.

A sinister smile hung on Shir's face.

He crumpled up the kimono and threw it away, tightened the wet towel between his crotch, and planned to just walk out.

If someone dares to tease him, he dares to run around naked.

Indecent?

If there are maids and maids who happen to come across it, it's good to let them see what a real man is like, and compare it with the young masters of the Chanyuan who are serving on weekdays.

Shi Er shook off the water droplets on the ends of her hair, and went out with her chest exposed.

Hit a person head-on.

—It was the blond boy again.

"Sir-kun?" Chanyuan Naoya looked surprised.