The Handsome Girl Who Stole My Girlfriend Seems to Be After Me Now - Chapter 10: Her Appeal is Too Strong from the Neck Down

Chapter 10: Her Appeal is Too Strong from the Neck Down

After that, Mizushima took me to an apparel shop on the third floor of the plaza.

The spacious store was filled with a variety of clothes, from children’s wear to business suits. If I were ten years younger, I’d probably have started playing tag or hide and seek.

And there, near the fitting rooms at the edge of the store,

“I’ll go change, so wait here.”

For some reason, I was roped into helping Mizushima choose her clothes.

Although she often wears various outfits for work, those are usually shown to girls. She said she wanted to hear what a guy her age thought for a change.

So that’s what she meant by the “fashion show.”

“… W-wait a minute.”

“Hm? What’s wrong?”

“What’s wrong? I know nothing about fashion. What am I supposed to tell you, a professional model?”

“I don’t need opinions. I just want to know what you think.”

“It sounds like the same thing to me.”

But really, how am I supposed to know what’s stylish and what’s not?

“Souta, you’re so clueless.”

Mizushima sighed in exasperation at my confusion.

“Basically, I want to know what you like. As your girlfriend, you know.”

“…I see.”

So, this is her strategy to “win me over,” huh?

It’s true, finding out the enemy’s weaknesses is a basic strategy in battle. She’s probably thinking of starting with her clothes, choosing ones I like, to make me see her more as a “girlfriend.”

“Fine, I’ll take on that challenge.”

But, you’re being naive, Mizushima. Unless it’s Ena-chan, changing my heart just through clothes isn’t going to work on me.

Whether you’re a charisma model or a popular photo influencer, no matter what fashion you show off, I, Souta Sakuhara, won’t be swayed even a little!

“What ‘challenge’ are you talking about, Souta?”

Mizushima laughs lightly as she reaches for the fitting room curtain.

“So, I’m going to try on a few outfits. Pick the one you like best at the end.”

“Bring it on.”

I watch Mizushima enter the fitting room and close the curtain, then sit down on a nearby chair. Well, I said I’d take on the challenge, but waiting here is kind of boring.

“Come to think of it… I’ve never done this kind of thing with Ena-chan.”

With nothing else to do, I find myself reflecting.

When I went on dates with Ena-chan, we usually watched movies together or talked about our favorite works at a café.

I thought that was fun enough… but maybe Ena-chan wanted to do more “normal date” stuff like this.

“Sigh… Maybe it was bad that I wasn’t thoughtful enough…”

“Souta~, are you still there?”

Just as I sighed, Mizushima called out from behind the curtain. I slapped my cheeks to get a grip and looked up.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m here.”

“Good. Then, let me show you the first outfit.”

“Bring it on, anytime.”

What will she come up with? Well, no matter what she wears, I won’t be──

“Ta-da!”

“What the─!?”

The curtain was flung open, and there stood Mizushima, striking a pose that made me burst out laughing.

“A swimsuit, really!?”

Yes. Mizushima was dressed in a cool, cobalt blue swimsuit. The top was a regular bikini, but the bottom was like a wrap skirt.

“How is it? Do I look good?”

“No, wait, you, a swimsuit!? That’s not right for a fashion show!”

“A swimsuit is still clothing, you know?”

“Uh… Well, yeah, but…”

This girl! She started off with a trick right from the get-go! 

I never expected her to bring out a swimsuit. I had completely ruled out that possibility with the word “fashion show.” Damn, I fell right into her trap…!

“Fufufu… Souta, do you like this kind of thing?”

Mizushima took a pose as if showing off, with her hands clasped behind her back.

Her skin looked soft and was the perfect shade of white, neither too pale nor too dark, with healthy-looking limbs that were neither too thin nor too thick. Her waist was nicely defined, with just the right amount of tightness, and there was hardly any unnecessary muscle or fat.

But what caught the eye the most was her ample bust, wrapped in a blue bikini. Even when she was in her uniform, it was clear she was well-endowed, but without it, it was even more impressive. Her breasts had a significant presence but still defied gravity, pointing upwards beautifully.

I’ve always had a feeling… Despite her cool and handsome face, her appeal (in a sexy sense) from the neck down is too much!

“Do I like this kind of thing?” Any healthy high school boy would obviously like it!

“Souta, your face is all red.”

“S-shut up! Don’t come any closer in that outfit!”

I hastily turned my face away from Mizushima, who was leaning forward to peek at me.

I know it’s a very virgin-like reaction, but this is just too much for my eyes. If she wasn’t my sworn enemy, my sense of reason would have collapsed long ago.

“You’re so easy to read, Souta. Do you like my swimsuit that much?”

“I… I don’t like it.”

“Liar. You’re obviously excited.”

“I am not! Even if I were, it would be because of your body, not you… Wait!?”

Oh shoot! I got too carried away and said something terrible!

When I quickly turned around, Mizushima looked surprised for a moment, then started laughing really hard.

“Aha, ahaha! The way you said it!”

“No, that’s not it! I acknowledge that Mizushima has a great style and proportions, but that doesn’t mean I accept you as a person…!”

“Ah, I see. So, Souta is only interested in my ‘body’. After all, I’m just a woman with a body to you… No, but maybe that’s okay?”

“Your choice of words! Stop saying things that can cause misunderstandings! The stares from the women around us are killing me!”

Unable to bear the suspicious glances from the shoppers, I pushed Mizushima back into the fitting room and closed the curtain.

“Just change back already!”

“Sorry. I definitely took the joking too far. Well, the swimsuit was half a joke. I’ll come out in proper clothes next time.”

“There’s still more to come…”

I’m already overwhelmed… But it’s only the first outfit. I can’t just give up so early in the game. Tired but determined, I sat back down in the chair outside the fitting room.

“Of course. So,”

With the sound of clothes rustling, Mizushima whispered from behind the curtain as if to make sure.

“Make sure you stay right there.”