"NaNa, Momo, is there anything you want to wear?"
"We don't really understand this planet's clothes yet~"
"Just grab a couple of things; no need to make Brother-in-law spend too much… Besides, we're only staying two days."
"Momo, you don't have to be polite with me. You're Lala's sisters, which makes you my sisters. Whatever you want, just say the word," Shichen smiled at the considerate Momo.
"Brother-in-law… you're so nice." Momo's eyes welled up a little.
"This is nothing," Shichen chuckled and shook his head. "Lala, take them in and buy whatever."
"Okay!"
Lala hooked both sisters by the arm and marched them into the nearest boutique.
Shichen didn't follow—there were only women inside, and he didn't feel like going in—so he strolled to a nearby ice cream stand.
"Um… can I… help you?" The girl at the counter froze, staring at his face.
"Four double scoops, please."
"R-right away… What flavors?"
"Vanilla and strawberry for all four."
"Okay, just a moment!" She hurried to scoop the orders but kept sneaking glances his way.
Shichen ignored the looks and idly scanned the area—then his gaze paused.
A brown-haired boy and a blue-bobbed girl walked by, chatting and laughing, looking very much like a little couple. A petite middle-school-aged black-haired girl trailed behind them, sneaking peeks—face tight with worry, eyes full of mother-hen concern.
Shichen watched a moment, smiled, and didn't intrude.
Looked like, thanks to his interference, a certain pair had progressed quickly—though their sister was still anxious. What a good little sister. Shame she was bro-con—no way to "recruit" that one.
No matter—he had "a little sister" of his own now (two, actually), and they were bound to become model homemakers someday.
"Sir, your ice creams."
"Thanks." He paid, took the cups, and turned to go.
"Um, sir…" the clerk blurted.
"Yes?" He looked back.
"It's… nothing. Sorry." She faltered, then shook her head.
"No problem." He flashed a small smile and headed for the boutique.
The clerk stared after him, dazed.
At the boutique door, Shichen peeked in; Lala and the sisters were still picking things out. He was debating whether to enter when Lala waved him over, eyes shining.
He carried the ice creams inside.
"Shichen, look at this set—would it suit NaNa and Momo?"
"Let's see…" He handed the cups to the three and turned to the outfit Lala meant.
"Thank you, Brother-in-law~" Momo took hers happily.
"Th-thanks…" NaNa hesitated, then accepted as well.
"It's really cute. Should look great," Shichen nodded.
It was a pink-and-white off-shoulder camisole top trimmed with ruffles—pure girlishness.
"Really? Then I want this one!" Momo declared.
"Huh? What about me?" NaNa blurted.
"Red would suit you better. Since you're twins, picking the same design's fine, right?" Shichen said.
"Red? I mean… I guess."
"Brother-in-law, hold my ice cream? I'm going to try it on!" Momo handed him her half-eaten cup and hurried into the fitting room with the top.
"W—Wait! I'm trying it too! Big Sis, can you hold mine?" NaNa chased after her.
"NaNa and Momo still love to compete," Lala laughed.
"It's good—sisterly love," Shichen grinned.
They didn't wait long before Momo came out first.
"Brother-in-law, how is it?" She even did a little spin.
"Adorable!" Shichen smiled and nodded.
It really was—her collarbones and the blush-white of her upper chest peeked out, not at all suggestive—more like an idol's fresh, dazzling shine.
"Really?" Momo double-checked, beaming.
"Really. But you'll need a matching skirt."
Below she still wore her mysterious black skirt—not a great match for modern casuals.
"Okay, then I'll trouble Brother-in-law to keep styling me."
"That's no trouble…"
"Um, mine's done too," NaNa stepped out then.
Unexpectedly, she carried red well—even with a flat chest, it didn't look odd at all.
"H-how is it?" she asked, tense when he didn't immediately speak.
"Looks great," Shichen nodded.
"Really? Phew…" NaNa let out a tiny breath.
"Trust Shichen's eye, you two~ Oh—ice cream, it's melting," Lala said, handing NaNa's cup back.
"Ah! It is!"
"Brother-in-law, my ice cream…" Momo blinked at the cream dripping onto Shichen's hand.
"Sorry, kept you waiting."
"It's fine, just wipe it… mm?" Shichen stared, surprised—Momo had leaned in while the others weren't looking and licked the cream off the back of his hand.
He could still feel that soft warmth for a heartbeat afterward.
"There, no need to wipe anymore," Momo said, smiling impishly as if nothing had happened.
"True… no need," Shichen replied, expression odd.
Had he… done anything with Momo? Why was she so bold with him already? Truly… a good little sister-in-law.
"Mm? Shichen, something wrong?" Lala noticed his look.
"It's nothing… Come on, let's find skirts or shorts to match."
"Okay~"
Bottoms were easy—their legs were slender and long, so denim shorts and pleated skirts both worked. They picked one each.
"Where to next?" Lala asked as they left the boutique.
"Anything else you two need?" Shichen asked the sisters.
"No, this is enough," NaNa shook her head.
"Feels plenty to me too…" Momo said.
"Wait! I just remembered—pajamas and underwear!" Lala clapped.
"W—Under… underwear?" NaNa squeaked.
"Girls have to wear underwear," Lala said matter-of-factly.
"Underwear? Then let's buy a couple," Momo said, eyes glinting with mischief.
"Hold on—hold on! He's not coming in there, right?" NaNa pointed at Shichen.
"That's not necessary…"
"NaNa, what are you talking about? Brother-in-law's paying; of course he's coming with us," Momo said like it was obvious.
"Momo, what are you saying?" NaNa stared at her, incredulous.
"What are you afraid of? It's not like he'll watch us change."
"B-but he'll see our underwear, won't he?"
"Underwear is just those few styles—what's there to fuss about?"
"Momo, what's gotten into you?" NaNa looked at her like a stranger.
"What? Or is it that you're… insecure, and don't want Brother-in-law to know your size?" Momo glanced at NaNa's chest, teasing.
"H—How could I!" NaNa blurted.
"Then what's the problem? What are you scared of?"
"I… Fine! Let's go! I'm not scared of anything!" NaNa said through gritted teeth.
"Then let's go."
"Go it is!"
NaNa marched toward the lingerie shop—stride bold, back straight, like a hero going to her fate.
"Brother-in-law, let's go too," Momo tossed Shichen a triumphant, meaningful smile.
"…Okay." He nodded.
For some reason, it felt like Momo was goading NaNa on for him. Probably not his imagination. But… why? Ah well—what sister-in-law needs a reason to help out her Brother-in-law?
The lingerie shop was close; a few steps and they were there. The place was the usual riot of lights and color and… a certain ambience.
NaNa froze in the doorway.
She second-guessed herself—why had she agreed? Underwear isn't something you show people—even if that person is Brother-in-law. But she'd said it out loud already…
"What's wrong, NaNa? Backing out now? Honestly, you don't even need to buy a bra—you probably don't need one," Momo whispered wickedly in her ear.
"W-Who says! Of course I do! Come on! Inside!" NaNa snapped, and stormed in.
"Brother-in-law, let's go," Momo said.
Shichen: "..."
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