Tokyo, love before they become female ghosts

When she opened her eyes again, Mako's eyes first showed confusion, and then a faint sense of relief.

The sounds of washing up came from the bathroom, and Mako didn't get up from the bedroom until the sounds reached the kitchen.

As I entered the bathroom to wash up, I heard Hase-kun's voice coming from the doorway.

"How about you use a hairdryer to dry your underwear, and then we'll go out to buy you some clothes?"

Mako looked at Hase-kun peeking out from the doorway, pondered for a moment, and nodded.

I found my underwear in the bathroom with a hairdryer. It was a simple white bra, and the wear marks on the bra's outline were clearly visible.

She held it in her hand and blew on it to dry. Listening to the sounds coming from the kitchen, Mako casually took off her black short-sleeved shirt and changed into dry underwear.

I don't know why, but if I'm in a rented apartment, I'll definitely go to the bedroom.

But here, I'm not too worried.

Lost in thought, Mako was called to the dining table to begin her breakfast.

Having learned from last night's experience, Hase Takuya made a lot of breakfast today.

Then, as always, it was completely wiped out by Mako without wasting a single bit.

This time, a faint sense of satisfaction, like someone who had eaten their fill, appeared on her face.

At the entrance of the shrine, Mako changed into her old pair of Doc Martens first.

Seeing the black backpack next to Takuya Hase, who was bending down to change his shoes, Mako casually picked it up and put it on her back.

"I'll do it."

Takuya Hase reached out to take the backpack, but Mako calmly shook her head.

"I won't eat and stay for free."

"Um... okay."

Standing in the sun, I watched Hasegawa-kun place the spare key in the gap between the steps and explain the location to me.

"Why is there still one left here?"

"Well...it's mainly for Jia Yezi's convenience."

"Jia Yezi?"

"Yes, she's a pitiful girl. Her family probably didn't treat her very well, so she's quite insecure. She comes to my place occasionally, and I was worried she'd feel uncomfortable waiting there, so I left her a key so she could easily get into my house."

"so."

One offered a casual explanation, while the other listened indifferently.

As they descended the stairs to the roadside, Takuya Hase tried to hail a taxi, but Mako stopped him.

"Public transport is cheap."

"Alright..."

The two boarded the bus, and the passengers on the bus stared in astonishment at Mako, whose head was almost touching the roof.

But besides surprise, there were also many disdainful and strange looks.

In island nations, girls who are too tall are never considered popular.

Mako was already used to these gazes.

As more and more people boarded the bus, Takuya Hase was squeezed into a corner, while Mako stood in front of him, like a mountain blocking everyone's view.

Her silhouette was undeniably graceful, but the muscular lines gripping the armrest were also undeniably dangerous.

There was no collision that shouldn't have happened. Instead, Takuya Hase was hit in the chest by the driver's emergency braking, and his chin went straight in.

He quickly straightened up and stepped back, and Hase Takuya couldn't help but blush.

"Feel sorry..."

"It's okay."

With no response whatsoever, Takuya Hase looked at her with a mixture of surprise and confusion.

Isn't this girl's sense of human-computer interaction a bit too extreme...?

After getting off the bus, the two walked towards the shopping center.

Along the way, Mako attracted a lot of attention because of her appearance. Most of the boys were surprised, while most of the girls were disgusted.

Occasionally, I'd run into one or two "hot girls," and to be honest, if it weren't for Mako's neat, short hair and calm, almost aloof expression, it would be hard to imagine her as part of the "hot girl" group.

Otherwise, Takuya Hase probably would have had quite a few men come up to chat him up.

After all, in island nations these days, the success rate of striking up a conversation is quite high, especially with hot girls.

Heading straight to the women's clothing section, just as the sales assistant came up to greet her and was about to speak, she noticed that Mako had already walked towards the cheapest discount area.

First, compare prices, then compare materials, and finally choose colors.

The sales assistant looked at her, pursed her lips, and turned to leave.

Customers who buy cheap clothes are simply wasting her time; she'd be better off introducing the clothes to other customers.

"Isn't it a bit too cheap?"

"It's wearable."

With a simple answer, Mako walked towards the changing room, holding the army green short-sleeved shirt and black cargo pants she had carefully selected after comparing them for a long time.

Takuya Hase calculated the price, and the whole outfit cost less than 2000 yen.

He pursed his lips, scratched his head, called over a sales assistant, and gestured and mumbled something to her for a long time.

When Mako came out of the dressing room, she saw the sales assistant smiling broadly as she was greeted with a set of clothes, including underwear.

The first thing Mako noticed was the price tag on the clothes; the glaring string of zeros made her frown slightly.

"Too expensive."

"It's alright, miss, this gentleman paid for everything."

Upon hearing this, Mako looked at Hase-kun.

"don't want."

"Wear it. Girls' clothes should be made of better material so they won't hurt their skin."

"I have to do manual labor, so I can't wear long clothes."

"Um...we should change clothes!"

After much persuasion, Mako finally accepted the clothes that Takuya Hase had chosen.

When it was time to pay the bill, Mako pursed her lips.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

"I'll pay you back later."

"Hmm... okay."

After the conversation ended, the sales assistant spoke with a smile.

"Miss, you shouldn't need to pay it back."

Upon hearing this, Mako looked at the sales assistant with a searching gaze.

Why?

"You're so beautiful and look so healthy, this gentleman must like you to have brought you here to buy clothes."

"Do you like me?"

Seeing Mako turn around and speak on the spot, Hase Takuya wished he could strangle the talkative saleswoman.

I like your sister, I like your grandpa!

Do you think I'd dare to like it?! You might not be afraid of death, but I am!

For a moment, Hase Taku didn't know how to answer.

To say I like it would be an understatement.

But what if I say I don't like her and annoy her, causing changes to the panel?

Looking at Hase Takuya, who remained silent and unsure how to answer, a thoughtful look flashed in Mako's eyes.

As I walked out of the clothing store, I noticed another bag in Takuya Hase's hand.

"From Jia Yezi?"

"Yeah, she only ever changes her clothes to the same two outfits. I've known her for over two months, and the only other thing she's worn is a pair of stockings."

"I reckon she probably doesn't have many new clothes either."

"You are indeed a good person."

"hehe..."

Upon returning to the shrine, Mako immediately changed into her new clothes.

It's very soft and comfortable.

Just as she was sitting on the tatami mat, admiring her new clothes, a cat suddenly meowed from the living room.

Meow~

"Hey, you little rascal, here you are! Where's your master?"

Meow~

Mako curiously pushed open the door and went outside.

"Hase-kun..."

With a gentle call tinged with a hint of joy, Jia Yezi looked at Zhenzi at the door of the guest room, paused for a moment, and then a sinister glint appeared deep in her dark eyes.