"Akira, what are you doing?"
Akira smiled slightly. "I'm getting more detailed data."
"So that when this finished product is made, it can achieve the most perfect match with you."
Mmm~!
Kitagawa Marin's figure was truly excellent.
Although she didn't admit to part-time modeling for spring and winter clothes, Akira knew these things very well.
To be a model—a "clothes hanger"—one naturally had to fill out the clothes well.
Kitagawa Marin did this perfectly.
Mmm~!
Kitagawa Marin pursed her lips. "Akira, is this also for testing detailed data?"
"Yes. Testing movement data, and also considering some special circumstances."
Kitagawa Marin had high attack and low defense.
At this moment, her defenses were in critical condition.
She, of course, knew Akira's intention in doing this.
It was just that she also had such thoughts—which was why she cooperated with the act, appearing a bit reserved.
Looking at the paused screen, her legs softened a bit, and she happened to step on the 'continue' button.
"Ah, warrior, you still look quite energetic."
Along with that line of dialogue,
Kitagawa Marin felt the high temperature shift.
"Marin-chan, I apologize, but I need to perform even more precise measurements."
"Please move to the side of the sofa."
Stepping onto the carpet, Kitagawa Marin obediently began to move.
"Akira, what are you going to measure?"
"You'll know in a moment."
Akira had long since seen through Kitagawa Marin's state.
With the sudden increase in favorability, he had absolute confidence in completing the training.
And now, this was a crucial step.
Kitagawa Marin sank into the sofa.
Akira was behind her.
Mmm!
With the proficiency of basic training reaching 86%,
everything progressed in an orderly fashion.
Her brows furrowed—but quickly smoothed out.
[Character: Kitagawa Marin]
[Potential: A]
[Loyalty: 90]
[Strength: 1]
[Agility: 1]
[Stamina: 1]
[Skill: Elementary Makeup Art]
[Evolution Charge: 1%... Charging]
[Status: Training]
Kitagawa Marin's information flashed by.
After seeing the balanced attributes, Akira chose the most balanced training path.
"Oh, don't be so impatient!"
This wasn't said by Kitagawa Marin, but by the voice actor of the little devil character on the TV screen.
And Kitagawa Marin's current situation surprisingly matched hers perfectly.
In a daze, Kitagawa Marin had the illusion that she was the little devil.
Mmm~!
"So robust."
"Let's get started quickly."
Akira glanced at the screen, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.
"Give up, little devil. I will never surrender!"
Akira's line perfectly matched the protagonist's dialogue on the screen.
After the dialogue, it was time for the QTE—the button-mashing segment.
"Whew!"
"Whew!"
Akira sat on the sofa and pulled out a tissue from the table.
Training ended.
The settlement page for this training was as follows:
[Host: Akira]
[Profession: Trainer]
[Strength: 81.4]
[Agility: 80.6]
[Stamina: 82.5]
[Skills: Trainer Basic Skill LV2 (Proficiency 1%)]
[Free Combat Mastery (Proficiency 7%)]
[Language Mastery (Proficiency 17%)]
[Perfect Swordsmanship (Proficiency: 2%)]
Trainer Basic Skill has reached LV2. Hand of Greed has been unlocked.
Hand of Greed: Awakens the desire in the target's heart, allowing the character to enter training state faster.
A passive skill was unlocked!
Akira looked at his hands, then reached out to Kitagawa Marin beside him.
"Oh my~!"
Kitagawa Marin exclaimed and quickly slapped Akira's hand away.
She had already suffered enough just now.
Although the final outcome seemed quite pleasant, she no longer wanted to experience it again.
"I'm going to take a shower."
Kitagawa Marin picked up her clothes and rushed into the shower room as if fleeing.
After turning on the shower and being enveloped by the warm water,
she gradually calmed down.
What to do.
They weren't even boyfriend and girlfriend, but given the situation just now, something like that seemed unavoidable.
Recalling the scene just now—Akira's handsome profile—
Kitagawa Marin's mind was in a mess.
She didn't feel like she had been taken advantage of, but she was somewhat unsure how to handle their relationship.
Forget it. For now, let it be. If Akira wanted to be in a relationship, she would definitely agree.
Thinking all sorts of jumbled thoughts, Kitagawa Marin finished her shower.
"Um, there's still time now. Why don't we go buy the consumables for making clothes right now?"
Akira looked at Kitagawa Marin and nodded. "If all goes well, it might be finished in a few hours."
"Eh?"
"That fast?"
"Well, after all, I'm someone who won a design award with handicrafts. I still have some practical skills."
"Middle school? Handicraft class? That's impressive."
Kitagawa Marin's eyes were filled with admiration. "Then wait for me. We'll head out now."
Both of them tacitly avoided mentioning what had just happened.
However, after returning to her room, Kitagawa Marin's legs, which had been stiffly held, bent.
It doesn't hurt.
It doesn't hurt at all.
She chose her clothes and dressed up. In less than half an hour, a vibrant and energetic young girl appeared before Akira again.
"Let's go, let's go! I know where all those things you marked are, Akira."
"Let's head out quickly!"
After putting on their shoes, the two naturally walked side by side down the street, sat in the back seat, and went shopping at the store.
Seeing Kitagawa Marin's finger hooking and unhooking,
Akira reached up and held it in his hand.
"Walking for so long—does your stomach hurt?"
This was not a matter of walking at all.
"Yes… a little."
"Then let's go eat some takoyaki!"
"Okay!"
Stopping and starting.
"Ah~!"
"Delicious~!"
Unconsciously, Akira's hands were already carrying many materials.
By the time the two returned to Kitagawa Marin's home, two hours had already passed.
"It's almost ten o'clock now, Akira. Why don't you go back first?"
"I don't like to drag things out when I work. I already saw the tools when I arrived earlier."
"Give me an hour."
"An hour?"
Kitagawa Marin was stunned. "Eh? Can it be finished in an hour?"
Even if there wasn't much fabric, it shouldn't take only an hour or two to finish.
"You don't believe me?"
"How could that be? I believe you, Akira. But I'll help you!"
Kitagawa Marin rolled up her non-existent sleeves, ready to get to work.
But Akira just told her to sit aside and watch TV.
So, under Kitagawa's surprised peeks,
Akira, with astonishing speed, completed a little devil costume tailor-made for Kitagawa Marin in just a few tens of minutes.
Aside from the glue and paint not being dry, the appearance was simply perfect.
"Wow~! It's a real little devil."
"No, Akira, wait for me. I'll put it on for you to see right now."
On one hand, she wanted to show Akira the result. On the other hand, she truly loved the little devil and simply couldn't wait.
So, in front of the mirror, Kitagawa Marin put on makeup, a wig, and fangs.
Then she changed into the costume Akira had personally made.
"Eh~! Little devil—I've become a little devil."
Kitagawa Marin laughed and jumped, as happy as a child.
It was at this moment that a strange force emerged.
The pair of little devil wings flapped gently twice—and Kitagawa Marin actually flew into the air.
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