The Story Of How I, A Gloomy Guy, Ended Up Surrounded By the Top-Tier Beautiful Girls In Class After A Seat Change - Chapter 169-170

Chapter 169: Flirty Talk With Yuria & That Guy Finally Appears

Even though I’m usually just an overconfident introvert, Yuria’s fashion choices turned me into an outgoing-looking guy as we stepped out of the boutique.

“I mean, this outfit is only black and white, but it still gives off such an extroverted vibe, don’t you think?”

“What kind of comment is that? Fashion doesn’t have anything to do with being introverted or extroverted.”

“Of course it does! Every time I hang out with you, I make sure my clothes don’t make me look too introverted. I’m doing my best to be a guy worthy of walking beside you.”

“Hmm… So you’re dressing up just to walk next to me, huh?”

“What’s with that smirk?! What’s wrong with that?!”

Yuria let out a small chuckle, her lips curving into a grin.

She totally had that look—like she was about to tease me.

“Well, I guess that’s just like you, Ryota. Whatever the reason, it’s good that you’re paying attention to fashion. Honestly, on the inside, you’re a total pervert, but if you take care of your appearance properly, I bet you could be popular.”

“You didn’t have to add that part! Well… I won’t deny that I’m a pervert.”

“No, deny it! …But you know, when I’m looking through fashion magazines, I sometimes think, ‘Oh, this would totally suit Ryota.’”

“Me? You actually think about that?”

She’s looking at those glamorous fashion models, and my face pops into her mind? That’s just weird.

…Wait a minute. Could this be the same thing as when I’m looking at gravure idol photobooks, and their faces start morphing into Yuria’s or Airi’s? (Probably not.)

“Oh, I know! Do you have anything in mind? Like, an outfit you’d want me to wear?”

“S-Something I want Yuria to wear…?”

“Yeah! I’m in a really great mood right now, so if we stop by a boutique up ahead, I might actually wear it for you!”

She’s in a great mood, so… anything goes? Gulp.

The moment she said that, my eyes instinctively drifted to her breasts and thighs.

Ah… there’s really only one option.

“Then… I won’t hold back.”

“Huh? O-Okay?”

“A… micro bikini, I guess.”

“…Huh?”

Yuria blinked in disbelief.

“No, no, no! That’s totally off-topic! What the hell are you even saying?!”

“No matter where you take a survey, a micro bikini will always rank number one in ‘outfits guys want to see girls in.’ And number two is the cow-print micro bikini.”

“That’s not common knowledge! And why are you so fixated on micro bikinis?! Also, swimsuits don’t even count as outfits in this conversation!”

“Of course they do!”

“No, they don’t!”

“Hey! You two! I happened to spot you from a distance, but what’s with this shouting match in public?!”

“!? Y-You…!”

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Chapter 170: That Guy Finally Appears. A Turbulent & LewdBarbecue

As Yuria and I were playfully bickering, we suddenly heard that voice from behind.

This voice—somehow childish yet murky—could it be…?!

“Ta-Tanaka?!”

“Well, well~ I saw the silhouette of an extreme pervert that looked like Ryota-kun, along with the aura of a beautiful gal, so I thought I’d come closer, but I never expected to find you two arguing.”

Tanaka chuckled as she muttered that.

She was dressed in a sleeveless pure-white shirt with denim overalls, carrying a pink shoulder pouch—a classic Tanaka look, almost like a ch●kawa character.

As always, Tanaka was the one person who reminded me that I was still living in a normal world.

“Hmph… I appreciate it, Tanaka.”

“I honestly don’t care about your appreciation. I’d rather hear what you two were doing.”

“Uh, well, we were, you know… various things? Ryota said he wanted to improve his fashion sense, so I had no choice but to teach him.”

Yuria kept quiet about the cosplay photoshoot and made it sound like she was just reluctantly helping me out.

Of course, if Tanaka found out about Yuria’s otaku side—or worse, that we had been cosplaying together and taking pictures—it would be a disaster.

“Y-yeah! Yuria was picking out clothes for me today. Looks cool, right?”

“Hmm… well, compared to your usual self, you do look unusually stylish. But, if you ask me, it’s still way too modest. You should wrap some silver around your arms or something.”

“I’m not doing that! When did you become the other me, Duelist?”

If anything, she was more like Insector.

“Anyway, why are you here, Tanaka? Shopping?”

“Yes. I came to buy a newly released hardcore BL novel and an equally hardcore BL manga.”

“They’re both BL. Also, isn’t your house in the opposite direction? You came all the way to this mall just to buy BL books?”

“Well, yeah. There’s a bus stop in front of my house, so I take the bus here often. This mall has anime specialty stores too.”

Tanaka said that and pointed toward the “Animate” sign at the back of the floor.

So, she was actually here for Animate.

“More importantly, Ryota-kun, you were having Yuno-san pick out clothes for you, right? You two seemed to be arguing—what happened?”

“Huh? Oh, that was because Yuria picked out a micro—”

Before I could finish, Yuria tugged on my sleeve.

Her sharp gaze clearly said, Don’t you dare say anything unnecessary.

“More importantly! We were actually planning to buy some ingredients at Cocosco next door and have a barbecue at home afterward. Wanna join, Tanaka?”

“Huh? A barbecue? You guys are doing something so normie-like, and you’re inviting me?”

“What do you mean something so normie-like…? Of course, you can come. You’re our friend. Besides, if it’s just Ryota and me alone, he might start sexually harassing me, so I was looking for someone to join us.”

Yuria grinned at me as she said that.

Y-Yuria! Quit making things up…!!

M-me?! S-sexually harassing her?! When did I ever do that?!

“So, will you come, Tanaka?”

“Uhh, okay! Being alone with a perverted, socially awkward, sexual harassment boy like Ryota-kun would be rough, after all! I’ll gladly join you guys!”

“You two are just saying whatever you want now.”

“Ryota-kun, with your usual behavior, you have no right to complain.”

I couldn’t even argue back.