Master of the Machete Style Manga

Chapter 115 Pure White Lace Stockings

On the way back, Natsume Mio did not get into Mikazuki Haruna's car.

She sat on the tram, thinking about her, and even read over the confession lines she had written before.

That girl is from a wealthy family, works in the same industry as Ah Jian, and is also his senior from his school.

But apart from that, it doesn't seem to have any other advantages!
Ha, even if we fought directly, she couldn't beat me.

Judging from her appearance, one punch would probably make her cry for a long time!

Even if in that dream that foreshadowed the future, Ah Jian was the kind of person who would submit to her for money, he definitely wouldn't do that this time.

but……

There's a sense that this is just wishful thinking on her part.

Money is like that; once you have 100,000, you want to earn a million; once you have a million, you want to earn ten million; once you have ten million, you want to earn a hundred million…

It seems to be a desire that has no end.

Although it's unknown how much royalties Ah Jian earns now, given the popularity of "Chainsaw Man," even millions or tens of millions probably wouldn't sway him.

But what if she took out 100 million?
One hundred million isn't enough? Two hundred million? Or even more?!
I just don't know how rich that guy is. It seems I need to investigate her background further.

After all, she had just officially declared war!
According to Natsume Mio's original plan, she wanted to establish a relationship with Ken before going to university, but now she only has a few days left.

It could have been accomplished today!

It's all that Mikazuki Haruna's fault. Why did she have to go to Ken's house and bother him? Does she think Ken will be seduced by her?

Why?
Is it because she wears black stockings every day?

By the way, why don't I just go back now? Ah Jian's house isn't going anywhere.

but……

Natsume Mio looked at her legs.

She was wearing very ordinary white cotton socks today.

She hadn't considered this issue at all when she was at home, but now that she thinks about it, do pure white cotton socks lack a certain scent?

It's not the smell.

But I didn't bring any stockings with me, and it'll take a long time to change back...

But there are clothing stores in Akihabara, so I might as well buy one on the way!
Thinking of this, Natsume Mio, who originally planned to take the train directly home, immediately changed stations and took another train to Akihabara.

After getting off the bus, Natsume Mio found a women's clothing store nearby and went straight to the shelf where stockings were displayed.

The shelves were filled with a dazzling array of products, displaying all sorts of styles.

Pantyhose, stockings, knee-high socks, calf socks... materials range from sheer silk as thin as a cicada's wing to thick, warm velvet, there's something for everyone.

The colors are a bit monotonous, mainly black and white, with a few bright styles.

Mio Natsume's gaze swept quickly across the area, skipping over the black area.

Mikazuki Haruna always wears black, and Natsume Mio doesn't want to wear the same thing as her.

Moreover, black doesn't really match her outfit today.

The light beige long skirt, paired with round-toed white sneakers, has an overall fresh and soft style, but the black stockings feel a bit out of place.

If it's a dark color scheme or a sexy style, pairing it with black stockings is just right.

Buying a whole outfit just to match black stockings... that would be too expensive.

Although she had a little savings, it was still far less than that of the wealthy young woman driving a Porsche.

The thought that guy could buy expensive clothes without hesitation just to seduce Ken made Natsume Mio feel annoyed again.

However, the dress she wore today is a style she really likes, and I'm sure Ah Jian will like it too.

Her gaze finally settled on a pair of pure white knee-high socks.

The main body of the socks is made of a light and sheer silk fabric, with just the right amount of hazy feel. From the ankle up, it is made of openwork material, and finally it is finished with lace trim.

The price tag says 880 yen, which isn't expensive. This is the one!

Mio Natsume picked up the packaging bag and quickly went to the cashier to pay.

She carried a small paper bag containing new socks and hurried toward the mall's restroom.

Find an empty cubicle and lock the door from the inside.

Natsume Mio sat on the toilet seat, took off her cotton socks, and then put on these new lace stockings.

The cool, silky fabric clung to the feet, stretching down to below the calves.

She lifted her feet and admired the view in the soft light of the cubicle.

The curves of the calves appear softer under the semi-transparent fabric, and the lace trim around the top of the stockings is just the right touch.

Natsume Mio nodded in satisfaction and stuffed the cotton socks she had taken off into the packaging bag of the stockings she had just used.

She didn't have any pockets on her body, but she had brought a canvas shoulder bag with her today, so she casually stuffed the paper bag into it.

After straightening her skirt, Natsume Mio pushed open the door of the cubicle, quickly walked out of the mall, and turned towards the residential area.

When delivering the bento to Ken Sakamoto, Mio Natsume had already passed this road. Without needing to use navigation, she easily found the alleyway in the residential area where Ken Sakamoto's new studio was located.

The small parking lot where she left only has an ordinary white Toyota parked there now, indicating that she didn't come back after leaving.

Mio Natsume had already arrived at the studio door. She stood there for a moment, hesitating before knocking.

It was attached to the ear...

The room was very quiet, but you could faintly hear the sound of chairs swaying.

Ah Jian is drawing at home, right?

Will going in now disturb him?
As Natsume Mio was thinking, she heard a familiar voice coming from not far away.

"Moshi moshi~ Ah, Sakamoto-sensei, I've arrived at 2-chome, but... the alleys here are a bit winding. I've circled around a few times and I'm not sure which building your studio is in."

Then, Sakamoto Ken's voice came from inside the room: "Kachi-san, do you see a red vending machine? It's right over there."

"Huh? I see it! I'm coming over!"

Natsume Mio immediately turned around to look.

Right at this intersection, Kaji Keiko and she met each other's gazes from afar.

"Natsume-san?" Kaji Keiko was quite surprised to see the girl standing at the door.

She quickened her pace and walked over, asking curiously, "Are you here to see Sakamoto-sensei too?"

Natsume Mio was startled by Kaji Keiko's sudden appearance, and her body tensed up instinctively.

She originally intended to eavesdrop on what Ah Jian was doing inside, but she didn't expect to be caught red-handed by Editor Sang.

How can this be explained?!
Just as Natsume Mio was trying to come up with a plausible excuse, the studio door opened from the inside.

Sakamoto Ken stood at the doorway and, seeing the two people outside, asked in confusion, "Why are you here with the editor again?"

"Again?" Keiko Kaji looked at Mio Natsume with a puzzled expression.

Natsume Mio coughed twice and said, "Coincidence, it's a coincidence... Ken, I went back to the convenience store to find the manager and quit my part-time job, and then... um, when I was passing by here, the editor just happened to be here..."

She looked at Kaji Keiko with some reluctance. In fact, Kaji Keiko had seen her eavesdropping through the door.

Keiko Kaji gave her a knowing smile, without exposing her.

Ken Sakamoto knew where Mio Natsume's house was, and that going from where he used to live to Sumida Ward didn't require passing through this area.

I guess it's because when she came to my house at noon, she found Haruna there and was a little unhappy, so she decided to come again.

Unexpectedly, I ran into Editor Kaji again this time.

At this moment, Keiko Kaji had already naturally taken off her flat shoes at the entrance and walked in.

(End of this chapter)