"Waaah~~~ This is so cute!"
An, with a smidge of ice cream still on her lips, stared wide-eyed at an adorably designed panda pajama set.
The store had a wide variety of styles—not just sexy ones, but cute and elegant options too.
An carefully wiped her hands on her clothes to avoid dirtying the merchandise, then reached for the price tag to check.
The price seemed reasonable. Her sister probably wouldn't scold her for this.
"Nee-san, Chiba-kun, can I get this one?" An asked, pointing at the pajamas.
But when she turned around, no one was there.
"Huh? Where'd they go?"
An swiveled her little head, scanning the area, but after three or four spins, she still couldn't spot them.
"Nee-san?"
Clutching her snacks, An took a couple of steps but couldn't bear to leave the cute pajamas behind. She scurried back to grab them too.
Arms overflowing with snacks and the pajama set, she circled the store but found no trace of them. Finally, she turned to a store clerk for help.
The clerk gave a knowing smile. "They're probably in the changing rooms. Just wait a bit—they'll come out soon."
"Oh, thank you! I'll go find them!" Before the clerk could stop her, An bolted toward the changing rooms.
The clerk reached out but hesitated, deciding not to call her back. After all… Some customers were into that kind of thing.
The thrill of risking getting caught, chasing excitement—some even deliberately called for staff to come over.
Working in a store like this, the clerk had seen it all.
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Inside the changing room, Shuichi set Tsuki down, letting her wipe down the mirror before slipping into the nightgown.
The sheer, barely-there fabric, teasingly revealing, was far more enticing than nothing at all.
Shuichi's blood heated, but just as he was about to push the pervert president's head down, An's hushed voice called from outside.
"Nee-san, where are you?"
"Chiba-kun?"
"Are you in the changing rooms? Say something, please! Did you ditch me to sneak off and eat something good?"
Shuichi and Tsuki exchanged a glance, and he gestured for her to handle it.
Tsuki's heart raced again. Clutching the curtain, she poked her head out. "I'm here. Stop shouting—you'll disturb the other customers."
Seeing her sister's head pop out, An sighed in relief. "You scared me! I thought you guys were sneaking food behind my back."
"…"
Tsuki felt a pang of guilt. She was sneaking something behind her sister's back. Noticing the pajamas in An's hands, she said, "Go try on your clothes. I'm…"
Mid-sentence, she felt a pair of scorching hands on the backs of her thighs, kneading forcefully. Her legs went weak.
"I'm… still, mm, gonna be for a while. Don't worry, we'll… call you when we're… done."
An eyed the trembling curtain curiously. "Nee-san, you okay? Your face is super red—are you sick again? Why's the curtain shaking?"
"N-No, I'm fine. It's just… hot in here. Be good, go try on your pajamas," Tsuki said, struggling to keep it together while coaxing her sister.
"Really okay?" An still felt something was off.
"I'm fine. Go try your clothes," Tsuki said, lips pursed, shaking her head.
"Oh, and is this pajama's price okay? It's a bit more than what we usually buy, but it's so cute, I really want it."
An struggled to show her sister the price tag from her overloaded arms.
"Mmm…"
A deep shudder ran through Tsuki. Was the young master finally making his move on her thighs?
Like tickling the soles of her feet?
But at a time like this? So sneaky! She could barely hold back, wanting to just…
"Who said you could enjoy yourself? Stand still," A low, commanding voice growled in her ear.
Tsuki snapped out of it, standing steadier and pressing her thighs together.
"Nee-san? Is it okay? If it's too much, I'll put it back…" An said reluctantly, hugging the panda pajamas.
"It's… fine. Go try it on," Tsuki said through gritted teeth, barely holding on.
An sensed her sister's hesitance—her expression didn't exactly inspire confidence.
"Really okay?" She asked timidly, double-checking.
"It's… fine," Tsuki mumbled, her mind starting to go blank.
"Oh, awesome!" An's face lit up, though she grew suspicious again. "Wait, Nee-san, isn't Chiba-kun with you? Where'd he go? If he's buying this for me, is it too expensive?"
"It's fine," Tsuki said, her face suddenly softening with a touching, almost sacrificial tenderness, as if she'd made some grand gesture for her sister's sake. "Even if it's pricier, it's okay. I'll pay him back."
"Then I'm gonna try it!" An beamed, forgetting to press about Shuichi. She happily darted into the next changing room to try on her cute panda pajamas.
The changing room partitions offered zero soundproofing. Tsuki and Shuichi could clearly hear the dummy girl humming next door.
"The president's acting was top-notch just now. Sacrificing herself to the wicked young master for her beloved sister's pajamas…" Shuichi teased, whispering in Tsuki's ear.
Tsuki replied in a hushed voice, "So, young master, was that thrilling enough for you?"
Shuichi smacked her butt, then grabbed her hair, forcing her head back. "Thrilling for you, you mean?"
"Mmm… yes…" Tsuki's mouth parted slightly, her slender neck arched forward, panting heavily. "So thrilling."
As they bantered, a commotion came from next door. An's voice rang out again.
"Nee-san, come look! Does it fit?"
Shuichi let go, patting Tsuki's lower back, signaling her to turn and respond.
Tsuki licked her lips, schooling her expression to look proper.
Holding the door frame with her left hand, she pulled the curtain slightly, showing only her face. Her right hand clutched the curtain, wrapping it around her chin to cover everything below her neck.
An stood there in her fluffy panda pajamas, looking like a stuffed toy, her fair, delicate face brimming with pure joy.
"Mmm… looks… pretty good."
"Right? I think it fits great!" An chirped, striking a pose mimicking a famous panda's iconic move, impossibly cute.
"Oh? Is that the president and her sister?" A puzzled voice called from nearby.
An turned and saw someone from school. Following her sister's teachings, she tightened her face, trying to look aloof.
But in her fluffy panda pajamas, paired with her deliberately stern expression, she looked about as intimidating as a marshmallow.
"So cute!" The disciplinary committee member appeared in Tsuki's line of sight, covering her mouth and scurrying over, circling An.
"Does the president's sister usually wear such adorable pajamas?"
Shuichi felt Tsuki's body trembling violently, her legs shaking so much she could barely stand. He reached out to steady her waist.
An stood frozen, flustered by her sister's subordinate calling her cute. She had no idea how to respond and shot a pleading look at Tsuki.
The committee member's gaze followed, landing on Tsuki's face. "President, your face is really red. Are you still sick?"
"Ahem…" Tsuki coughed lightly. "I'm fine, no big deal. It's just… a bit hot in here."
"Oh, okay…"
The committee member blinked, sensing something off. Her eyes drifted to the shaking curtain, and a vague suspicion stirred.
She'd critiqued some weird magazines and manga confiscated from boys in private.
This scene…
A changing room…
It felt so familiar…
Could the president…?
No, no, no! The president, of all people? What was she thinking?!
Linking such filthy ideas to the president was despicable.
The president was so outstanding, so perfect.
The committee member felt ashamed of her dark thoughts. "Uh, President, it's rare to run into you outside school. How about I treat you all to lunch?"
"Lunch?!" An's eyes sparkled instantly.
"Yeah, you haven't had lunch yet, right?" The committee member nodded.
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