A Beautiful Model In My Class Comes To The Coffee Shop Where I Work Part-time Only When I'm On Shift - Chapter 12

Chapter 12: Talks About Quirks

“Hey, Juntaro, do you have preferences when it comes to women’s clothing?”

“Huh?”

Shizuku, who came to Café Mellow today as well, immediately brought up such a topic upon sitting down.

Even though she mentioned women’s clothing, to be honest, it didn’t really click with me. I had never really thought about it before.

“Um… clothes that suit the person, maybe?”

“That’s the standard answer, but that’s not what I wanted to know. I’m asking about Juntaro’s own quirks. Like, do you have things you find alluring, like liking miniskirts or V-neck sweaters that make you feel a certain way?”

“Alluring…?”

Upon reconsideration, it was hard to come up with an answer. When it came to clothes that evoke allure, it was even more challenging. After wracking my brain for a moment, a certain outfit briefly flashed in my mind.

“Ah… like gym uniforms?”

“Hehe.”

Shizuku burst into laughter.

“Hahaha! Th-that’s definitely clothing, but…! That’s the real deal…! Hahaha!”

“…Embarrassing, but.”

I slipped up. I had just blurted out the name that briefly came to mind. I definitely didn’t have a thing for gym uniforms, or so I thought. Confidence in that thought wavered.

“Well, never mind. I learned an unexpected side of you, so I’ll let it slide.”

“Why did you suddenly ask me something like that?”

“Just curious about Juntaro’s preferences. By the way, which one do you prefer between this and this?”
While saying that, Shizuku showed us two selfie pictures, presumably taken in some fitting room.

One was with a white casual T-shirt and loose black long pants.

The other was with a similar T-shirt and a light blue long skirt that accentuated the body’s lines.

Both looked good, but if I had to choose—

“I guess I prefer the one with the long pants… The skirt also suits you, but it feels a bit too elegant, making it seem difficult to approach.”

“Oh… You’re surprisingly serious about it. I think that’s great.”

“…?”

I was curious about what she was stumbling over, but I let it slide when she quickly changed the topic.

“Cough… Anyway, let’s refocus. These two outfits seem to give off completely different vibes, right?”

“Yeah.”

The pants style looked much more casual, while the long skirt gave off a mature and sophisticated impression.

“But, you know, the tops in both pictures are actually the same T-shirt.”

“…Huh?”

I took another look at the photos. Upon closer inspection, it was clear that they were exactly the same.

“Honestly, choosing what to wear every day is tough. I like fashion, but in the end, it’s easiest to just repeat the same clothes. But if you keep doing that without any variation, people around you might start thinking, ‘Don’t you have any other clothes?'”

“Is that so?”

“Especially girls notice it quickly. So, when you want to make things a bit easier, you change up how you wear the same things. Like changing accessories or just the bottoms. By the way, changing just the top is something we do too.”

It was a completely unknown world for me, but Shizuku’s story was quite interesting. According to her, even if the upper garments were the same, just changing the color or shape of the lower garments could significantly alter the overall impression. The reason I didn’t recognize the same T-shirt was due to these factors.

“It’s a mysterious thing, isn’t it? Even though they look the same individually, they appear completely different when combined with other things.”

While saying that, Shizuku swiped the screen left and right several times to compare the photos. In doing so, her finger slipped, revealing a different photo.

The displayed photo showed Shizuku in underwear reflected in a mirror.

“Ah, that’s not…! This is just to check my daily style! It’s a daily routine for maintaining my figure!”

Shizuku hastily retrieved her smartphone and held it close to her chest. Blushing, she sneakily glanced in my direction.

“…Did you see it?”

“I didn’t.”

“You’re terrible at lying!?”

It was immediately exposed.

“Saw… it, but you hid it right away, so it didn’t leave much of an impression. It’s okay, I’ll erase it from my memory right away.”

“…Even that hurts my pride.”

“Huh?”

“Even with this appearance, I’m still earning money. It shouldn’t be a body easily forgettable, right? Look, take a good look.”

“No, wait! I didn’t mean it that way—”

Shizuku forced her photo of herself in underwear onto me as if trying to push it onto my vision. I quickly averted my gaze, but for some reason, Shizuku, who had become determined, forcibly brought the photo into my line of sight.

“Look, see? My underwear. And carve it into your memory.”

“No, I don’t want to…! I won’t look…!”

“If you say you’re not interested in my underwear, it’ll hurt my feelings, you know? Come on, look.”

“…!”

Just as a mysterious struggle was about to intensify, a coughing sound came from the direction of the counter.

“Um… there aren’t any other customers right now, so it’s fine, but… when you start talking about naughty things… I’ll be embarrassed.”

“”S-Sorry…””

Both Shizuku and I bowed our heads in unison to Utahara-san.