"Are we here to buy clothes?"
Shiina Mashiro adjusted the hat on her head with her cheese-soft little hands and asked Rita.
"No."
"Hm?"
Shiina Mashiro was confused...
Rita turned her lovely head, her beautiful ash-golden hair swaying as she pursed her lips. "Just follow me."
As she spoke, Rita took the initiative to link arms with Shiro. Through Shiro's simple, elegant clothes, she could clearly feel her full breasts and the slightly hard bra band...
"..."
Shiina Mashiro merely blinked her beautiful eyes at Rita beside her, showing no reaction.
"We're here!"
They continued forward, and it did not take long to reach their destination.
This was a fairly small exhibition hall. The sign at the entrance read: Modern Art Exhibition.
"Rita, what are we doing here?"
Looking at the building before her, Shiina Mashiro seemed a little puzzled.
"Let's go in and take a look..."
Rita did not explain anything to Shiro. Without another word, she quietly led her into the exhibition hall, even lightening her footsteps. There was no need to think about it—they needed to be quiet here, just like in a library.
There were not many people in the exhibition hall. In today's restless society, for most ordinary people, art was meaningless compared to how much salary they received that month. After all, people who could not even afford to eat would not care about art.
Rita and Shiina Mashiro stood on the carpeted floor of the exhibition hall and looked around. Several works by modern painters hung on every wall, and some people were admiring the paintings. There were stern-looking elderly men, gentlemen in suits who seemed successful, and women in kimonos. However, in Rita's view, apart from the very few who truly understood such things, most were probably so-called white-collar and gold-collar workers