"Oh, a love hotel, also known as a couples' hotel."

Yoru's reaction was extremely calm, which made Kitagawa Kaimu wonder if this was not the first time the other party had come to such a place.

"This place is the closest to the event venue; it's within walking distance. Since it's just for rest, of course we'll book the closest one. What do you think?"

Upon hearing Yohoshi's words, Kitagawa Kaimu suddenly felt somewhat ashamed.

The other party had already considered the maintenance of costumes and rest arrangements during the lunch break of the event, so that everyone could be in the best condition for the afternoon cosplay.

What is a true cosplayer?

This is a real cosplayer!

In contrast, I not only lacked consideration, but I was also having wild thoughts at this time, which was simply unacceptable!

Kitagawa Kaimu looked guilty and suddenly bowed deeply to Yohoshi, speaking sincerely.

"I'm sorry, Yexing!"

Normally, I would just apologize and that would be fine.

But the outfit Kitagawa Kaimu was wearing today, combined with the hot weather, made her sweat a lot.

The sweat that had been pooling between her breasts fell to the ground as she bent over.

Kitagawa Kaimu herself hadn't realized it, but this scene...

It's so astringent.

"You go take a shower first."

Night Star glanced at it once, and then...

Then I looked at it several more times.

It's so big, so white, and looks so soft.

Like Touma, Kitagawa Kaimu is also a hidden big bust.

"Ok."

Kitagawa Kaimu smiled and nodded, removed her jewelry, and stepped into the bathroom in her slippers.

She took off the heavy black tulle dress and felt instantly much lighter.

"Phew, I'm really tired..."

Kitagawa Kaimu looked at herself in the mirror and let out a long sigh of relief.

Just then, she noticed her bare, snow-white thigh and her expression suddenly changed.

"Oh no, I forgot... How could I make such a mistake?"

Shizuku Kuroe, as a female character in an eroge (adult game), has a very obvious erotic characteristic that cannot be seen when taking photos.

That is, the tally mark drawn on the thigh.

What does this "正" character represent...?

Anyone can guess that each stroke represents Shizuku Kuroe being... you know... once.

Although it's not visible when taking photos, for someone like Kitagawa Kaimu who is extremely passionate about cosplay and strives for the ultimate in accuracy, this is a fatal mistake!

"Will the hotel have black markers...?"

Kitagawa Kaimu muttered something to herself, then suddenly realized something else.

She mimicked holding a pen with her right hand and tried writing on her lap.

As a result, because the direction was reversed, the hand was completely out of control.

"I don't think I can draw it myself..."

Kitagawa Kaimu pursed her lips, her face showing a conflicted expression, her pretty face flushed, and she murmured to herself.

"Is it my only option to ask Yoru-san for help...?"

198 Kitagawa Kaimu's first experience, the welcome to Itomori Town

Kitagawa Kaimu took off her black gauze dress, carefully hung it on a hanger, then stepped into the shower, turned on the showerhead, and let the warm water wash over her sweaty body.

After taking a shower, Kitagawa Haimu wrapped herself in a towel, pursed her lips, and looked at herself in the mirror, struggling with her inner turmoil.

Her insistence on faithfully recreating the character led her to ask Yoshiki for help in drawing tally marks on her thigh, just like Shizuku Kuroe's.

However, Kitagawa Kaimu's shyness as a young girl made her feel that this was going too far.

And there is one more crucial reason.

If Kawasaki Saki knew that she and Yohoshi had come to a love hotel, and that she had even done something like drawing tally marks on her leg with a pen...

They'll definitely overthink it...

When that time really comes, some strange misunderstandings are bound to arise.

After all, there's no way to prove something yourself...

After hesitating for a while, Kitagawa Kaimu decided to ask Yohoshi's opinion first and discuss it with him before making a decision.

The other party may not necessarily agree to such an outrageous request.

Kitagawa Kaimu placed her wig, hair accessories, and other small items on the sink, changed into clean clothes from her bag—a loose short-sleeved shirt and hot pants—and carefully left the bathroom barefoot.

Seeing Ye Xing sitting there listlessly, her heart suddenly started beating much faster.

"Um... Yexing, aren't you going to take a shower?"

"I'm not sweating, so I don't need to."

“That’s right…that’s right.”

Kitagawa Kaimu gave an awkward laugh and tried to make conversation.

"Look...it seems you're the type of person who doesn't sweat easily."

Kitagawa Kaimu sensed it when we were sitting together on the train this morning and during the event.

Even in the sweltering summer, Ye Xing exudes a refreshing coolness. Just being around him is invigorating, like a gentle autumn breeze blowing against your face.

If we took off all our clothes and touched or even hugged each other, it would probably feel as comfortable as sleeping on a bamboo mat...

Thinking of this, Kitagawa Kaimu suddenly came to her senses, her pretty face turning bright red.

What am I even fantasizing about?!

Why does this embarrassing image of two people taking off their clothes and embracing naked keep popping into my head...?

"Kitagawa-kun, your face is very red."

Upon hearing Yoru's words, Kitagawa Kaimu fanned herself with her hand, appearing flustered yet trying to appear calm.

"It's...it's too hot, he might have heatstroke..."

At this moment, Kitagawa Kaimu finally felt the terrifying power of Yoshinori, the founder of Xyz Society and the Great Demon King of Soubu.

This is practically a male succubus!!!

No wonder my aloof friend Saki Kawasaki, and her sister Kyoka Kawasaki, always kept mentioning each other's names.

So that's how it is...

It’s so horrible, really so horrible.

"Um... Night Star classmate."

Kitagawa Kaimu took a deep breath, carefully sat down on the edge of the heart-shaped bed, nervously rubbed her long, light blonde hair, and tentatively asked.

"Can you give me a hand?"

"What's the deal?"

Kitagawa Kaimu blushed and spoke in a voice barely audible.

"Use a black marker to draw a few tally marks on my thigh..."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xing frowned slightly, adopting a righteous and awe-inspiring demeanor, and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Kitagawa-kun, what do you take me for? A god-like boy? A Hokkaido war god version? Such a request is a bit too much."

Kitagawa Kaimu was speechless upon hearing this.

She also felt that she had gone too far.

Even though it was a mistake I made without thinking it through, Ye Xing's willingness to accompany me to the cosplay event was already incredibly kind and gentle.

Now that I've made such a shameful request, the other person must be in a very difficult position...

"but..."

Ye Xing suddenly changed the subject, his serious demeanor vanished, and he removed the pure black mask from his face, speaking with a smile.

"Since it's Kitagawa-kun's request, I'll make an exception. After all, you're one of my few friends."

"Eh?"

Hearing this, Kitagawa Kaimu seemed somewhat surprised.

"Not many? Aren't we all friends in the club?"

Night Star replied matter-of-factly.

"Most of the members cannot be called my friends. In fact, I have very few friends."

Before Kitagawa Kaimu could grasp the deeper meaning of those words, Yohoshi left the room.

A few minutes later, he returned with a black marker in his hand.

"Alright, we got it back. Let's begin."

Kitagawa Kaimu looked at the black marker in Yohoshi's hand and felt a tension that was almost suffocating her for the first time in her life.

She is only grateful for one thing right now.

Luckily, I brought a pair of hot pants that showed off my thighs. If I had worn tight jeans, I would have had to take them off to draw a tally mark...

"Lie down."

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