Please Play FGO With Me

"Huh? My clothes are fine as they are? I usually just wear my school uniform, right? For competitions, I have sports uniforms, and for Kyudo, I have Kyudo uniforms," Shirou replied after some thought.

"That's not it! I'm talking about clothes to wear when we go out!" Yuihama shouted.

"Wouldn't something like a sporty windbreaker be fine?" Shirou asked, confused.

"That's totally not going to work... What do you guys think?" Yuihama covered her face and asked her friends.

"Yeah, it really won't work," Yukino said, looking at Shirou with an expression of disappointment, as if he were beyond help.

"It seems we'll have to be the ones to correct his sense of style," Asuna said with a smile.

"..." Mash didn't quite understand either, but she had a feeling her seniors had found new targets, so she probably didn't have to worry about being treated like a toy anymore.

Later that afternoon, as soon as Shirou left the classroom, Yuihama grabbed him.

"Shirou, come with me!" Yuihama pulled the boy's hand and led him downstairs.

Yukino, Asuna, and the others were already waiting outside the door.

"What's going on?" Shirou asked strangely as he changed his shoes at the entrance and walked outside the school building.

"Alright, just come with us," Asuna said with a smile, walking behind Shirou and pushing him forward.

"What are we going to do?" Shirou asked the girls, looking confused.

"Well, we're going to give someone a complete makeover," Yukino said with a light laugh, leading the way.

"Alright! Let's go! We're heading to Shinjuku! Mash, you too!" Yuihama put her arm around Shirou's shoulder and dragged him along.

"Ah... Yes." Mash was taken aback for a moment, then followed.

They arrived at the station. From the Sobu Line, it would take about 40 minutes to reach Shinjuku.

Centered around Shinjuku Station, West Shinjuku is a commercial and administrative hub of a fully modernized international city, filled with skyscrapers. Most people walking around are business elites in suits carrying briefcases, and office ladies.

To the east is the destination the girls were taking Shirou to: the bustling and chaotic East Shinjuku commercial district.

Unlike Ginza, which resells luxury goods at high prices, this area offers a wide variety of affordable, trendy, and personalized brands, including clothing, shoes, hats, cosmetics, and accessories.

"I recommend Shirou wear this and a red scarf, he'll look absolutely dashing!" Yuihama said enthusiastically, pointing at a promotional poster displayed in a store.

"...No, aren't you just describing the same look as that celebrity on TV, plus a scarf?" Shirou refused.

"Eh... It really suits Shirou! When I saw this, I thought if Shirou wore it, he'd look so much cooler than that celebrity..." Yuihama pouted.

"Then I recommend a sweater vest, paired with this black wool coat. Shirou is quite steady, so this British gentlemanly style would suit him very well," Asuna suggested.

'The subtext is that I look old, isn't it?'

"I don't know much about fashion, but Shirou-senpai looks great in red clothes! Like a battle suit with red accents that can increase his angular velocity threefold!" Mash also tried her best to offer a suggestion.

'Thanks... Mash, where did you even learn that knowledge? It's completely useless as a reference.'

"Rather than looks, we should consider practicality first," Yukino said. While she didn't know much about fashion either, as someone who had returned from abroad, she shared some life experience.

"Exactly! That's why I said we don't need to go through all this trouble. For men, what's important is their inner self. Clothes are fine as long as they're sufficient," Shirou agreed.

"Shut up! Shirou!" The three girls said in unison.

"We're discussing something very important right now!"

"Do you really want to go abroad wearing a tracksuit? If you wore that in China, people would mistake you for a local student."

"If you look like a country bumpkin, it's us who will be embarrassed!"

'I think this is blatant discrimination. Apologize to all the tracksuits in the world!' Shirou retorted in his mind.

Chapter 73: Shirou's Custom Suit

"According to school tradition, specialized students and top students will be divided into groups for exchange programs at corresponding schools. Each group usually visits several countries. The temperature differences between regions can be significant, so besides formal wear, it's best to prepare a couple of warm sweaters," Yukino explained.

'As expected of 'Yukipedia'... But you guys worry too much.' Shirou couldn't help but admire and want to complain.

"Ah, so that's how it is. Yukino knows so much! I was just thinking about how to make him look cooler," Yuihama said, suddenly enlightened, and then turned to Shirou. "Yeah, Shirou, you need to stay warm, don't catch a cold while traveling. Though, idiots never catch colds."

"Hey, Yuihama, that's a bit much! How am I an idiot?" Shirou retorted, displeased.

"Hmph, righteous idiot! Thick-headed fool!" Yuihama stuck out her tongue and made a face.

"Listen, Shirou. I have some understanding of the current climate abroad. If you're going to a place in the north where it snows frequently, you must buy a hat, earmuffs, and a pair of snow boots. You'll also need a down jacket. Considering we might also go to southern countries, prepare some warm, moisture-wicking clothes that are easy to take on and off," Yukino said, sharing her experience with him.

"You don't need to go to so much trouble. I'm not without experience traveling abroad. I'll buy the clothes I need myself," Shirou tried to persuade them.

"But with Shirou, it feels like unless your family takes you shopping, you'll wear your clothes until they fall apart," Asuna said, looking at him with concern.

"That's an exaggeration! I buy new clothes every year!" Shirou defended himself.

"That's only because you've grown taller, so you had to replace them, right?" Yukino asked, looking at him.

"Well, that is true," Shirou was speechless.

"What about formal wear? You might attend some formal banquets and dances there, so you should at least prepare one suit."

"..." Shirou had no response.

"And you don't consider trends at all, girls will find you unfashionable," Yuihama chimed in.

"I don't really get it, but Shirou-senpai, if you don't agree now, it doesn't look like this situation will end well," Mash advised the young man.

"I understand. Then I'll leave it to you guys." Shirou compromised. He had already received the prize money from the archery competition anyway, and he had no idea what to do with it.

"Exactly! What's wrong with having ten or twenty outfits in your closet? You'll wear them all eventually, right?" Yuihama said with a smile.

"No, that's too many. Enough clothes is enough," Shirou retorted.

"Yeah." Mash agreed. Her lifestyle habits, cultivated at Chaldea, meant that apart from her combat uniform, a few changes of clothes were all she needed.

Shirou could only let the girls drag him along, letting them do as they pleased.

First was a custom suit. Yukino brought Shirou to a renowned tailor shop her father frequented.

"This isn't an old establishment, but the head designer is said to be a celebrity who won many awards while studying abroad. So, while the price is a bit steep, the quality is absolutely guaranteed."

The girl went to discuss the specific requirements with the in-store designer, who took out a notebook and meticulously recorded the customer's requests. Shirou, meanwhile, stood by to have his measurements taken.

"That's all," the tailor, dressed in a white shirt and black waistcoat, looking like a gentleman, said softly.

"Wait a moment." A voice, both magnetic and alluring, cut in.

A fashionable woman in a red Western-style formal dress, with a great figure, walked over. She appeared to be under thirty, exuding the charm of a mature woman. Her long black hair was tied up, and she carried the rich, yet not overpowering, scent of floral perfume.

The woman first reached out with her slender fingers and felt Shirou's body, from top to bottom, from the bone structure of his shoulders and back to his waist and abs…

"You have a great physique, young man. Do you practice any sports?"

"I have some experience with Kyudo and Kendo," Shirou replied, still holding his hands out in front of him.

"Hmm, as I thought… your eyes are good too. The more I look, the more refined you seem. It makes me want you more and more," the woman said, her eyes slightly hazy, her hands moving back and forth below Shirou's abdomen.

Want him?! The girls' eyes widened. What was going on? Who was this auntie who suddenly appeared?

"Um, is that all?" Shirou asked. What was this beautiful older sister in front of him saying? The young man didn't understand at all.

"Yes, that's all. I'll design this young man's suit. Master tailor, I'll be counting on you," the woman said with a smile, lowering her hands and speaking to a refined, fifty-something man sitting to the side with his eyes closed.

"It's rare for you, a genius designer, to be so interested. Of course, I'll allocate resources. Besides, this young man is a natural clothes hanger; making clothes for him will be a pleasure," the refined man said, taking a sip of tea and nodding with a smile.

"Come back in three days. I'll design the most suitable suit for you. Of course, since I'll be doing it personally, the price will increase by 30%. Is that okay?" the woman said, smiling at Shirou.

"I understand. Thank you," Shirou readily agreed.

"Thank you for your patronage. You'll be a good man. What a shame you're still in high school," the woman said, lamenting as she touched her face with one hand.

"Shirou-kun, if you feel you've been offended, you can call the police. Now, immediately!" Yukino said coldly.

"Indeed. If you're not satisfied, we could always go to another shop," Asuna suggested with a kind smile.

"Shirou…" Yuihama urged him with her eyes.

"Oh my, do any of you young ladies happen to be his girlfriend? You don't look like it?" the beautiful woman said, appraising the girls with a smile. Or rather, perhaps it was more appealing to her this way.

"Oh, I see. Please process the payment." Shirou, feeling extremely uncomfortable under her gaze, quickly took out his bank card and went to the cashier to pay the deposit and receive the receipt.

"Right, here's my business card. Once you get into university, you can call me anytime at night. Of course, if you grow to 1.85 meters and get even stronger, you can call me during the day too." The beautiful woman placed the golden card to her lips, leaving a pink lipstick mark, raised an eyebrow, and tucked it into Shirou's shirt pocket, drawing a heart on his chest with her finger.

That kind of thing, I guess you can only do it with someone you like, right? There really are all sorts of people. But she's an adult with social standing, so it's not really his place to say anything. Shirou chose to remain silent and prepared to leave.

"Wow, is this what adults do?" Mash held her face, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Chapter 74: The Girls' Fashion Show

"Let's go! Mash, don't just stand there! We need to pick out clothes for you too!" Yuihama urged.

"Eh?" Mash blinked in surprise. Shouldn't they let her off the hook and all work together to dress Shirou-senpai?

"Did you think you could escape?" Asuna appeared behind the pink-haired girl.

"Even if Shirou wore cat ears, I wouldn't find it cute. It really depends on you, Mash," Yukino said matter-of-factly, placing a hand on Mash's shoulder.

"No, no! Yukino, Mash would look better with dog ears, wouldn't she?" Yuihama walked back, placing her hand on Mash's other shoulder, her gaze unwavering as she met Yukino's.

"Senpai?" Mash shrunk her neck, feeling as though Yukino-senpai and Yuihama-senpai's gazes were clashing in the air, creating sparks.

"I'm looking forward to it, Mash," Shirou said with a light laugh, giving Mash a thumbs-up for encouragement.

"Prepare yourself, Mash." Yuihama and Yukino each grabbed one of the pink-haired girl's arms, while Asuna pushed her forward from behind.

As expected of Shinjuku, Mash tried on outfits in various styles. Because she had a good figure, she looked good in everything, but for some reason, it always seemed a bit… alluring, especially when the pink-haired girl blushed shyly.

Shirou thus witnessed the birth of many different Mases: Mash in a cozy knit outfit, sporty Mash, Mash in a down jacket, Mash as a kemonomimi, Mash in a qipao, Mash in a nurse outfit, and well… the last ones were simply cosplay.

It was fortunate they were in Shinjuku and not the more eccentric Harajuku or Shibuya, otherwise, they might have seen Mash in punk-style fishnets and alternative fashion, or even a gothic lolita with smoky eyes.

After Yuihama and the others had their fill of dressing Mash up, they also started trying on clothes they liked.

At this moment, Shirou was standing in front of the fitting rooms outside the clothing store, waiting for the girls to finish changing.

Speaking of Japanese fashion, it pursued a sense of lightness, unlike Western styles that emphasized body curves. Its essence should be skirts, flowing skirts, skirts that create an absolute territory.

"Shirou-senpai, how do I look?" Mash was the first to emerge, wearing a light yellow outer jacket with a blue plaid skirt, white ankle socks, and black low-top shoes, with a Fou-branded crossbody bag slung over her left shoulder.

She looked several years younger, fully displaying her innocent and adorable side, giving off a very childlike girl vibe.

"Mmm, you look very cute," Shirou praised, patting his kouhai's head.

"

This unconscious allure was the most potent kind, and Shirou couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. He turned his head away.

"Shirou-senpai?" Mash looked at the young man in confusion, leaning forward slightly.

Just then, the door to the adjacent fitting room opened, and the girl with the messy bun came out, grinning.

"Shirou, what do you think?" Yuihama was wearing a white long-sleeved shirt inside, paired with a long trench coat that reached her calves. Her lower half consisted of loose, wide-leg pants, which looked like a skirt with two separate pant legs. However, compared to a skirt, they had a more structured feel. The combination of a short top and long bottoms made her legs appear long and slender.

The hem of her trench coat swayed gently with her movements, and paired with red flat sneakers, she looked effortlessly chic and relaxed. Her bright smile added a touch of playful cuteness, making the outfit look incredibly fitting.

"Hmph, cute, right!" Yuihama caught Shirou's gaze and her smile widened, her voice becoming even sweeter. She bounced on her toes and eagerly asked, her expression triumphant.

"Yeah, cute, cute... Clothes really do make the person, huh," Shirou replied casually, deliberately using a laid-back tone. While she looked pretty, her smug expression made him want to tease her a little.

Yuihama puffed out her cheeks. Before she could complain, another girl emerged from the fitting room.

"Shirou-kun, could you give me your opinion?" Asuna asked with a light laugh.

Her light brown hair cascaded onto a beige, loose-fitting sweater. She had slightly rolled up her sleeves, revealing her slender wrists. A small belt cinched her waist, and she wore a brightly colored floral long skirt. Her calves, slightly exposed, were covered by black boots.

"Oh! You look beautiful!" Shirou exclaimed.

Whether it was the girl's naturally good temperament or the excellent coordination of the clothes, Asuna, in this outfit, exuded an aura of a well-bred young lady – gentle, well-behaved, and virtuous.

"Thank you for the compliment. In that case, I'll buy it," Asuna said with a smile.

"Shirou, am I being treated differently?"

"What are you all arguing about?" Yukino also came out of the fitting room, asking with a puzzled look.

Her long, black hair fell like a waterfall, her eyes were like black pearls, and her skin was fairer than most. She perfectly carried off a white woolen coat, looking clean and elegant. Inside, she wore a high-neck white sweater, adding a layer of softness and cuteness to her appearance. Her lower half consisted of light gray jeans paired with knee-high boots, making her already beautiful long legs appear even more slender and upright.

Undoubtedly, this was the girl's most beautiful winter attire. One could imagine the stunning sight of her walking through the snow in this outfit.

"Woah, Subarashii!" Shirou praised her without holding back.