In this crossover anime, Yoshikage Kira longs for a peaceful life.

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"no problem!"

Kitagawa Kaimu nodded without hesitation. Asking for help always involves paying someone; she never intended to get something for free.

Secondly.

Yoshikage Kira looked down at the girl's hands:

"You have to remove your nail art before you can cosplay!"

"Huh?"

Kitagawa Kaimu hesitated, then turned her palm over and subconsciously looked at the nails with the nail plates attached.

She was initially puzzled as to why Kira-kun, who clearly liked hands so much, wouldn't stare at them for long, and even occasionally showed a somewhat regretful expression.

So, is it actually because Kira-kun doesn't like nail art?

Kitagawa Kaimu bit her lip:

"No problem, we can uninstall it now!"

Seeing that she agreed, Kira Yoshikage hesitated for two seconds before speaking:

"There is one more thing, which is a personal request of mine."

"What?" Kitagawa Kaimu blinked.

"Can I borrow your hands when I'm cosplaying?"

Kitagawa Kaimu immediately thought of Kira Yoshikage's XP, her face turning bright red as she whispered:

"Hmm~, if, if it's Kira-kun... well, it's not impossible..."

"Hmm~"

Seemingly realizing that her words were quite discriminatory, Kitagawa Kaimu blushed and explained:

"Kira-kun, H-related things are not allowed~!"

Yoshikage Kira remained unmoved; he never expected to do anything shady.

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"Ah no~"

Kitagawa Kaimu peeked out of the bathroom, covering her fingers, and asked in a low voice:

"Kira-kun, do you have any Band-Aids at home?"

"Have."

Kira Yoshikage nodded slightly and took out cotton swabs, iodine, and a box of band-aids from the cabinet's storage box.

Give me your hand.

Yoshikage Kira dipped a cotton swab in iodine and reached out his hand to the girl.

Kitagawa Kaimu obediently extended her left hand, her ring finger still wrapped with a piece of toilet paper soaked in blood and stained with blood.

As you peel back the layers of toilet paper, black adhesive residue remains on the ring fingernail—the kind used to bond the nail tip to the nail. A large section of the cuticle around the nail has been torn off, and blood is seeping out.

Yoshikage Kira's expression was quite displeased, the kind of anger one feels when seeing a perfect work of art stained beyond repair.

"Sigh~"

When the cotton swab soaked in iodine touched the torn skin, the intense pain made the girl tremble slightly, and she had to bite her teeth to keep herself from crying out.

Meanwhile, Yoshikage Kira had already wiped away some of the blood with a tissue and tightly applied the torn bandage to the wound.

Yoshikage Kira threw the cotton swab into the trash can:

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts." Kitagawa Kaimu looked at him pitifully.

Yoshikage Kira said calmly:

"Then don't get your nails done anymore, or it will only hurt more and more."

"Hmm~ I understand."

Kitagawa Kaimu had a sad face.

Getting your nails done is fun for a moment, but removing them is a nightmare.

Now she truly understands the meaning of those words!

The nail extensions are indeed very beautiful, and the quality is even better than my own nails.

Although it may look dangerous because of its length, it is actually not that easy to break.

But the more joyful you are when you get your nail tips on, the more painful it is when you remove them.

The base coat residue left after removing nail polish makes the nail surface very rough, causing it to peel and split, which even she herself finds ugly.

Especially if you accidentally use too much force, you might even tear off a piece of skin, just like she did just now...

Kira Yoshikage's eyes turned dangerous, like an artist witnessing the destruction of a beautiful work of art before their eyes. But he didn't react; instead, he patiently asked:

Why did you choose to apply nail extensions instead of just painting your nails with polish?

Kitagawa Kaimu hesitated for a moment:

"Because the people at the nail salon told me that removing nail polish requires filing, which is very damaging to the nails. Nail extensions, on the other hand, are convenient, inexpensive, and look pretty..."

The girl's voice trailed off, clearly she had realized she'd been tricked...

After all, how could the nail salon possibly tell her everything?

Even if she later realized she had been scammed, it would be impossible for her to get a refund.

Yoshikage Kira asked:

How much did it cost?

Kitagawa Kaimu touched her lips with her index finger and recalled:

"It wasn't expensive at all, it only cost 2 yen."

What do you mean by "only spent 20,000"?

The manicure cost 20,000 yen, so the earrings, studs, hair styling, bracelet, necklace, and choker must have easily exceeded 100,000 yen! After just a quick calculation, Kira Yoshikage's gaze towards Kitagawa Kaimu immediately changed—

I never knew you were such a hidden little rich woman!

"Well, they're all just trivial things. Anyway, let's get started!"

Kitagawa Kaimu stuck out her tongue, reached out and unbuttoned her shirt, pulling it completely open to reveal pale pink, snow-white skin, and a slime wrapped in yellow underwear that matched the shirt's color.

Immediately afterwards, the girl unbuckled the blue belt of her jeans and appeared in front of Yoshikage Kira wearing only her underwear.

Kitagawa Kaimu's pretty face flushed slightly:

"Let's...begin..."

This was the first time she had ever appeared in front of a boy wearing only her underwear...

Despite the presence of Seraph, Yoshikage Kira remained unfazed.

With his precision A+, he could tell the girl's detailed body measurements at a glance, but he still obediently picked up the measuring tape. After all, it was Kitagawa Haimu's own request, and he could only passively accept it.

Head circumference: 53.8CM, 57.7CM

Neck circumference: 27.3CM

Shoulder width: 35CM

Sleeve length: 52.1CM

Wrist circumference: 22.9CM

Measurements: 86.8/58.7/84.8

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"Is it...okay?"

Kitagawa Kaimu's voice trembled slightly, and her whole body was flushed, as if she had just finished a sauna.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Yoshikage Kira wrote down the last string of numbers in his notebook.

Kitagawa Kaimu patted her flushed cheeks and dressed as quickly as possible. However, when the girl inadvertently glanced at Kira Yoshikage's lower body, she felt a strange sense of defeat.

Kitagawa Kaimu muttered to himself:

"What? You can't do it without hands?"

Kitagawa Kaimu weighed the weight of his own heart in his hands, then walked barefoot to Kira Yoshikage's side and asked curiously:

"Kira-kun, are you drawing Shizuku's clothes?"

Yoshikage Kira explained as he drew:

"With three-view drawings, the production process will be simpler."

Although Yoshikage Kira himself didn't need it, he had been paid for it, so he had to make his employer think he looked professional.

"Wow, that's pretty professional."

Kitagawa Kaimu exclaimed in admiration, his anticipation for Kira Yoshikage's craftsmanship growing ever stronger.

Kitagawa Kaimu asked somewhat impatiently:

"Hey, Kira-kun, can we go buy the fabric today?"

Yoshikage Kira nodded: