Chapter 390, Excuse Me
"……excuse me."

It was an unexpected development, or something completely unanticipated, but upon closer thought it was understandable.

After dinner, at night, Zhuo, who was lying on the sofa, heard the bedroom door open. The person sitting next to him was not his expected father Shuichi, but Ling who whispered "sorry to bother you".

The originally agreed plan seemed to have gone astray. Xiuyi didn't seem to intend to come out again. Instead, the girl who had squeezed in to make room for Zhuo sat down and looked at Zhuo quietly with her upper body tilted.

Maybe it was because he thought of his parents in the bedroom, so Zhuo was nervous at first, but after seeing Ling's quiet eyes in the darkness, his nervousness seemed to ease a little.

"No, I mean... please take a seat, even though it's late and a little awkward to say this."

The pair of eyes that still emitted a faint blue fluorescence in the darkness made Zhuo change his words midway.

"I should have expected this from the beginning. Why would I sleep next to someone else?"

Although it was a bit rude to say this to her mother, Zhuo knew that Ling didn't mean that. Ling sat down on the sofa with the thought that it was natural. After hearing what she said, Zhuo smiled bitterly.

"Well, I didn't say anything more."

"Zhuo got scared because he didn't think it through. But you reacted quickly just now, so I'm not going to say anything... Do you want to take a shower?"

"I have washed it. This topic comes up so suddenly."

"Well, I'll go then."

Zhuo usually doesn't pay much attention to Ling's bathing time, but he knows that she will enter the bathroom after him. Maybe it's because there are more than two people at home today. After hearing what Ling said, Zhuo didn't expect that Ling hasn't bathed yet. It seems that he has other things to pay attention to.

Zhuo silently thought about the issues he needed to pay attention to, and chatted with Ling for a while, and then he was not so nervous. Then Zhuo watched Ling walk towards the bathroom.

Should I say it was as expected? Ling came out very quickly. Various situations were taken into consideration and preparations were made from the very beginning. Ling definitely thought of this possibility, so he prepared the bath water in advance to save so much time. This is what Zhuo felt at the moment.

Because of this, Zhuo felt something was wrong when he saw that there was almost no change when Ling came out.

"Zero, how should I put it? Although you look beautiful in anything you wear..."

"Did you forget to change your clothes?"

“…Uh, is that so?”

Before Zhuo could say anything, Ling looked directly at her and asked, so Zhuo looked away awkwardly.

Yes, although it was beautiful and clean...she was still wearing her previous school uniform and had not changed into pajamas.

Generally speaking, people would change into comfortable clothes after taking a shower, and Ling had done so in the past. At this moment, one word could describe it all: it was the same as usual.

"It's not that I forgot. I did it. Then wait here for a moment. I'll be back soon."

"Good, good."

Although this conversation made Zhuo feel strange as if he had seen it somewhere before, he still suppressed the urge to complain and nodded stiffly.

I don't know if Ling didn't show her nervousness or if she really wasn't nervous, she asked Zhuo to wait with a normal attitude. By the way, Zhuo changed into casual clothes when she got home, and changed into pajamas after taking a bath after dinner.

Logically speaking, Zhuo knew that there were no arrangements after this, but it was really hard to sit still when his girlfriend asked him to lie there and wait.

Zhuo temporarily got up from the sofa and sat on the carpet, straightening his back.

Ling just went to a corner of the living room, turned around and looked at him quietly, took out two pieces of clothes from a package and put them in front of Zhuo.

"...May I ask, which of these two do you like?" The two clothes in front of him were both pajamas, but their styles were very different.

One of them is a housecoat made of fluffy white and light pink fabric with a hooded long-sleeve top and shorts; the design is cute and looks like something girls would wear.

That was true, but Zhuo had never seen it before, and he could not imagine that Ling would wear such cute and childlike clothes.

The other is a suspender nightgown with a white background embellished with lace and ribbons.

Although not see-through, this one is not as revealing as the other, with not as much space in front of the chest and only covering about half of the thigh.

Even so, the neckline and upper arms are still exposed, and compared to the days when I lived in my hometown, the degree of exposure is exaggerated.

Seeing Zhuo standing still in front of the two pieces of clothing, Ling looked at his face quietly, unable to tell what he meant.

"Sa Chiko brought it to me. It's a rare opportunity, so I wanted to wear the clothes you like. This way, you will be happier."

"I-I think it's fine to just wear what you like."

"I plan to wear what you like. I'll wear whatever you like."

It seems that Ling has to be chosen by Zhuo.

He glanced at his pajamas.

It was undoubtedly the first time that Zhuo had seen these two clothes on Ling, but there was no doubt that they would fit her. After all, Zhuo couldn't imagine any clothes that wouldn't fit her.

However, Zhuo's feeling is that if Yurina wears this fluffy housecoat, it might be more suitable for Rei. After all, the styles are different. Although Rei has a lolita face, she can't do lolita things at all.

Zhuo believes that a suspender nightgown that is both feminine and mature in design is more suitable for Ling.

Even if it is white, it won't be more dazzling than Zero's skin, so there is no need to worry about it stealing your limelight.

(She should still remember what happened that night in the hot spring, so she shouldn't have any other intentions, but I can't guarantee that I will be rational enough.)
Since you're going to sleep on the sofa together in close contact all night, dressing like that would cause a lot of problems.

Because even if Zhuo can control his rationality, there are always aspects that are difficult to control. Ling would probably feel embarrassed if they stick together, and Zhuo would feel bad imposing his troubles on her.

Therefore, even though Zhuo wanted to see someone like Ling, he still pointed to the warm-looking indoor clothes and said, "…let's just go with this fluffy one."

Then, Zhuo felt that he didn't even notice when the corners of his mouth that had been raised uncontrollably were slowly smoothed out by a tender little hand.

"Then I'll wear this one."

After saying that, Zero picked up another piece of mature design, which was a suspender nightgown, and placed the fluffy housecoat on the low table.

"What's the point of letting me choose!?"

"No, I think you probably chose this one just because it covers up a lot. You probably liked the one over here, but you just felt embarrassed so you ruled it out. I can tell from the look in your eyes and the attitude when you ran away."

What he said was so accurate that Zhuo was speechless and his lips began to tremble.

"...Since you know so clearly, there is no need to ask me."

"I want to know a little bit about what you like, and this time I want to confirm it."

"..."

(End of this chapter)