Imaizumi Keita's apartment did not have spare clothes prepared for female visitors.
His closet only held his everyday clothes, not even clothes prepared for his parents to stay over temporarily.
However, his physique was quite a bit taller than Yanami Anna's, so the clothes were sufficiently loose, and there was no need to worry about her not being able to wear them.
He pulled open the closet door, selected a clean white shirt from it, and then found a pair of loose gray sports shorts from a drawer, handing them both to Yanami.
"Wear these for now," Imaizumi Keita comforted Yanami Anna, "Although they're men's, it's still better than wearing those sweaty clothes after your shower."
"...Mm."
Yanami Anna responded dully, somewhat afraid to look him in the eyes.
She reached out, quickly took the clothes, and turned to quickly slip into the bathroom.
With a soft 'bang,' the bathroom door was locked from the inside.
Listening to the quick 'whoosh' of water from inside the door, Imaizumi Keita stood there, shook his head, and then turned to leave the apartment.
"Seriously,"
Imaizumi Keita walked towards the supermarket near his apartment, sighing helplessly in his heart.
"Why did I agree to this? I've never done anything like this before..."
That being said, he had no intention of breaking his promise...
Solving his own problems was one of his life's creeds.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been angry at Yanami Anna for being irresponsible and causing him trouble before.
Thinking this, Imaizumi Keita couldn't help but wonder what Yanami Anna would look like in a white shirt.
The hem of that shirt would probably cover half her thighs, right?
It might even cover the shorts, turning it into a 'no pants' look...
"Tsk."
Imaizumi Keita clicked his tongue in annoyance, forcefully shaking the image from his mind.
Calm down, Imaizumi Keita, you need to calm down.
Now is not the time to be overthinking.
He quickened his pace and soon arrived at the entrance of the 24-hour chain supermarket.
The women's underwear section was located at the very back of the supermarket, displayed alongside various toiletries and sanitary products.
Imaizumi Keita pushed a shopping cart, pretending to be nonchalant, first browsing the snack and beverage sections, tossing a few bags of Potato Chips and a bottle of cola into the cart, and then, as if 'passing by,' he parked the cart next to the underwear shelf.
His gaze quickly scanned the colorful packaging boxes, his brain working rapidly.
Lace?
No, too deliberate, feels like a pervert.
Cotton?
Seems a bit too ordinary, completely fails to reflect his 'taste.'
With bows?
Too childish, Yanami would definitely explode from embarrassment if she wore that.
Imaizumi Keita deliberated for a few seconds, finally deciding to buy a basic style; at least this style couldn't go wrong.
He looked through several brands of basic underwear, finally selecting one that read '100% Cotton, Comfortable and Breathable' and tossed it into his shopping cart.
...
Back at the apartment entrance, Imaizumi Keita unlocked the door with his key.
He changed into his slippers, carrying the supermarket plastic bag containing the underwear, and walked towards the bedroom.
Pushing open the door, Yanami was sitting quietly in the chair at the desk.
She was wearing his oversized pure white cotton shirt, her soft hair still damp, casually draped over her shoulders.
The wide collar had slipped down halfway, revealing her beautifully contoured collarbone and fair, rounded shoulder.
The hem of the shirt perfectly covered her thighs, and her two straight, slender calves were crossed, her clean feet gently swaying on the floor.
This sight was far more... alluring than the image he had previously imagined in his mind.
And what surprised him the most was Yanami Anna's expression at this moment.
She wasn't restless as he had imagined; instead, she was intently looking at the computer screen, seemingly completely immersed in the world of the novel.
She didn't even notice him entering the room immediately.
This woman...
She was truly engrossed this time.
Hearing the movement from the doorway, Yanami Anna belatedly snapped out of her trance.
She slowly turned her head, and upon seeing Imaizumi Keita, the focused expression on her face was instantly replaced by shyness.
"K-Keita..." Yanami Anna's voice was much softer than usual, carrying a hint of the daze from just having emerged from a story, "Y-you're back."
As she spoke, she instinctively reached out and pulled the slipped collar back up.
However, this defensive action, due to her current attire, only made it more conspicuous.
Imaizumi Keita's gaze lingered uncontrollably on her collarbone and neck for a few seconds.
He silently swallowed, then handed over the plastic bag.
"...Yes, I'm back."
His voice was a bit hoarse from restraint.
Yanami Anna took the bag, the flush on her face deepening.
Holding the bag, she stood up from the chair, ready to slip back into the bathroom.
Just as they passed each other, Imaizumi Keita suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"Huh?"
Yanami Anna's heart skipped a beat.
She turned her head and met Imaizumi Keita's eyes.
The meaning in his gaze was all too familiar to her.
"W-Wait! Keita!" she flustered, trying to break free, but her body felt weak, "I-I'm not even dressed properly yet!"
"I know."
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