Chapter 252
Ikuyo hastily looked at Ishikawa Hayato in response, her voice not as loud as usual, which puzzled Hitori.
When Hitori pressed pause on the game, Ikuyo and Ishikawa Hayato, each carrying a schoolbag, a guitar, and a luggage bag, walked down the corridor toward the rehearsal room.
As their footsteps echoed down the corridor, Ikuyo's mind was filled with thoughts of exactly what clothes she had packed into her luggage.
After walking about Hitori through the rooms, Ishikawa Hayato finally couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up.
"Ikuyo, don't force yourself to do some things."
Ikuyo snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Ishikawa Hayato. Looking at her boyfriend, whom she had known for a long time and had seen in swimsuits before, she smiled easily.
"I didn't force you."
Ultimately, we've already seen swimsuits; any slightly more alluring clothing won't be less revealing than a swimsuit.
As Ikuyo comforted herself, she ignored Ishikawa Hayato's slightly upturned and trembling lips and his expectant gaze.
After temporarily placing her things in the rehearsal room, Ikuyo asked Ishikawa Hayato to leave while she packed her things herself.
"I wonder if you brought it..."
After searching for a long time, with clothes piled up like a small mountain on her backpack, Ikuyo finally found the rather daring nightgown that her friend had dragged her to buy in the past.
She lifted her nightgown and looked down; her gaze could easily pass through the semi-transparent fabric to see the wall behind her.
You can clearly see the palm lines even when your hand is placed under the fabric.
Ikuyo stared at the pajamas in silence for a long time.
She would definitely wear underwear; she wouldn't go braless. Besides, when she went to the beach before, Ryo-senpai also wore semi-transparent clothing for sun protection.
Nothing is different...
She thought for a while, quickly made up her mind, grabbed the bottles and jars she needed for bathing and her clothes, and ran quickly to the bathroom.
In the bathroom.
I don't know how many times I smeared the foamy shower gel onto my delicate arms.
The girl's face flushed with a helpless shyness as she tried to calm herself down by thinking about the even more outrageous pajamas worn by the other two.
After a while, she came to her senses and pressed her still-foamy hands against her burning face.
"... What am I doing! Calm down!"
The flowing water washed over the girl's slightly flushed cheeks, carrying away the foam all over her body.
The young girl, already washed and tidy, stepped into the bath with shy and uneasy steps.
After soaking in the bath for a while, Ikuyo came out of the tub, dried herself off in the washroom, wrapped herself in a towel, and waited for the moisture on her body to evaporate before putting on her underwear.
She was naturally too embarrassed to go to the lobby and tell the others that she had finished washing up, so she took her things back to the rehearsal room and sent a message to Ishikawa Hayato.
"Hayato-kun, I'm done washing up."
Ishikawa Hayato replied quickly.
"Hmm, is it too hot? Would you like something to drink?"
Ikuyo glanced down at herself wrapped in a bath towel and quickly replied to the message.
Please do not come to the rehearsal room!
After waiting a long time, and feeling completely dry after resting, she finally started to get dressed.
Step one foot into the simple fabric, then the other, and finally pull the fabric upwards.
The upper body is also...
When it came to the last item, Ikuyo looked at the transparent nightgown in front of her, thinking that Ryo-senpai and Hitori were probably even more outrageous, so she gritted her teeth and put it on.
She checked her reflection in the mirror in the rehearsal room.
The girl's body was fair with a rosy glow after her bath. A black silk dress that barely covered her hips couldn't hide her exquisite figure. You could see her dark underwear, her slender waist, and her slightly concave navel without even looking closely.
Beneath the lace trim of the nightgown were two slender, extremely eye-catching long legs, completely exposed.
After watching for a while, Ikuyo couldn't help but cover her face and squat down shyly.
It's not even as revealing as a swimsuit, so why does it feel so strange?
She hesitated for a long time before her phone rang with a special contact notification.
This ringtone was specially marked for Ishikawa Hayato.
She checked Line.
Ishikawa Hayato: "Ikuyo, did something happen? Hitori is all washed up and back."
She hesitated for so long?
Ikuyo replied quickly.
"I'm going out now..."
Before leaving, Ikuyo looked in the mirror one last time and tugged at the hem of her skirt, trying to cover her buttocks, but to no avail.
She sighed and walked out.
The warm hallway lights illuminated the girl's flawless and beautiful figure. She was ready to blend in with the group and shyly walked towards the lobby in her slippers.
As she approached the lobby, the game's audio reached Ikuyo's ears. Ikuyo relaxed slightly, took a deep breath, and mentally prepared herself not to be surprised by how outrageous the visuals would be. She then boldly jumped out.
In a corner of the hall, Ikuyo laughed and spoke loudly.
"Everyone, thank you for waiting..."
But the scene in the living room was not quite what she had imagined.
Hitori and Ryo were playing games, dressed in overly simple and formal T-shirts, pajamas, and pajama bottoms, while Ishikawa Hayato was standing next to them, still in his school uniform, holding his phone.
Compared to the three of them, Ikuyo looked down at herself; she was wearing a semi-transparent silk dress that only reached her upper thighs and even revealed her navel.
The seriousness of the three people contrasted sharply with her outrageous behavior.
Ikuyo stood there dumbfounded.
"It's so slow..."
Ishikawa Hayato heard her words and looked over. He stopped talking when he saw Ikuyo, deeply remembering her appearance at that moment.
Ryo and Hitori also noticed something and looked over.
Liang was taken aback by Ikuyo's current appearance. After calmly observing her for a moment, she said...
"That's quite bold, truly befitting of Yangjiao (a nickname implying a bold or unassuming person)."
Hitori glanced at Ikuyo's expression, which had become a blurry 609, and her mouth, no longer in the correct position, cried out in disbelief.
"Kishita -Kita chan...?"
"Aaaaaah..."
Correspondingly, Ikuyo's face also turned into a strange 609-like state, as if infected, and she stiffly called out.
Ishikawa Hayato watched as Ryo picked up his phone. He walked over, pressed the camera button, and met Ryo's gaze. Ryo obediently put his phone away.
However, Ishikawa Hayato took out his phone, took a picture, and walked towards Ikuyo.
Ikuyo noticed Ishikawa Hayato approaching, quickly regained her composure, and cried out with tears in her eyes.
"Hayato-kun, don't come any closer."
She cried out and quickly turned and ran back to the rehearsal room. As she moved, her flowing silk skirt revealed the black underwear she was wearing underneath.
"Mmm..."
When it was time to study, Ikuyo into ordinary pajamas and pitifully lowered her head, sobbing, with no intention of studying whatsoever.
Her muffled sobs made it difficult for the others to concentrate on their studies, so they resorted to mentally tormenting her.
Ishikawa Hayato put down his pen and smiled as he comforted her.
"Well... don't mind it. Rather, Ikuyo looks so beautiful. Please dress like this when you come to my room tonight."
"I would never dress like that! I just... I just..."
Ikuyo cried out shyly, then began to recall what had possessed her to dress like that.
"Did you decide to dress like that because you had something on your mind?"
Liang asked calmly, but her calmness was more like curiosity, observation, and even a hint of mischief.
"Yes..."
Ikuyo blinked dejectedly.
"They probably misunderstood something, that's why they acted that way."
Ishikawa Hayato didn't go too far. He smiled gently and continued in a calm tone, "But it's really cute. I'm thinking that it would be great if everyone dressed like this now."
He spoke in a casual tone, making it difficult for anyone to understand his thoughts. Before anyone could respond, Ishikawa Hayato clapped his hands again.
"Then keep studying. Feel free to ask me any questions you may have."
"Um."
After finishing their studies, the four packed up their things and got up to go back to their respective rooms.
Ishikawa Hayato called out to Ryo, who was holding books and notes, and said to her.
"Ryo, Ikuyo, why don't you sleep with me tonight?"
He acted unilaterally without first obtaining Ikuyo's consent, but Ryo was not surprised and responded without any concern.
"Um."
"Hayato-kun ..." Ikuyo's face showed distress and dissatisfaction.
She certainly didn't want to be seen as an easy woman to get her hands on.
But Ishikawa Hayato held up his palm with a serious expression.
"I promise I won't do anything more than usual."
Ikuyo hesitated for a moment after seeing Ishikawa Hayato, but still went to Ryo's room. After a while, she took out her luggage and quietly walked into Ishikawa Hayato's room.
Goodnight everyone.
Ishikawa Hayato said to the other two.
"Um."
Goodnight, Falcon...
As they talked, they walked towards their respective rooms.
Ishikawa Hayato only went into his room after they closed the door.
Back in his room, he looked at Ikuyo sitting on the edge of the bed. She was wearing a simple shirt, pajamas, and shorts, but she still looked quite cute.
Ishikawa Hayato closed the door, Ikuyo became a little nervous.
He walked to the other side of the bed without paying any attention, lay down comfortably, and said in a leisurely tone.
"I never expected Ikuyo to panic because she was worried about not fitting in. Her flustered look is really cute."
He looked at Ikuyo as he spoke, and her gaze shifted to him. He smiled and continued to comfort her.
"There's nothing to worry about. Just act like usual."
Knowing why Ishikawa Hayato had suddenly decided to sleep with her again tonight, Ikuyo relaxed and slowly lay down.
Even so, she still seemed quite reserved on her first time sharing a bed with a man.
"It's just that Hayato-kun's usual behavior makes me think you'll definitely make Ryo-senpai and Gotou-san dress up in weird ways."
She looked at Ishikawa Hayato with her head on the pillow, complaining in a spoiled tone.
Although they were some distance apart, they felt closer than usual.
Ishikawa Hayato shifted his body closer to her.