The Delinquent Student is the Savior of the World 387

Title: My Lips Are Chapped, and I Don’t Want to Use Lip Balm

Miku had been looking forward to this comic convention.

<The guy I like is taking me to a comic exhibition and cosplaying as my favorite general>

The overlapping excitement naturally brought stronger anticipation and satisfaction.

Didn’t he come here to see her cosplay as a military commander?

What’s with this outfit?

Miku stared at the outfit Haruto handed her with hesitation. Although she was extremely curious and wanted to try it on. After all, Haruto was also cosplaying as a military general. If the two of them were together, wouldn’t they look more like a couple in the eyes of others?

Perhaps they’d even receive some blessings.

However, Miku was afraid of becoming the center of attention.

But then again, if she just went with the flow like this, she might regret it later.

Haruto took her hand, placed the outfit in her palm, and said softly:

“Since we’ve finally come to a comic convention, of course Miku should cosplay too, so we can look like a couple, right?”

“But this is my first time cosplaying.”

“Oh.”

After understanding his intention, Miku puffed out her cheeks slightly and said with a blushing face: “Alright then, I’ll go change right away!”

A smile appeared on Haruto’s face, and he gently pinched Miku’s slightly puffed cheek.

“This is a shrine maiden outfit. Don’t worry, you’re my girlfriend. I wouldn’t give you a revealing shrine maiden outfit like that.”

Miku glared at him and said, “Even if you gave it to me, I wouldn’t wear it, okay?”

“That’s not necessarily true.”

Haruto analyzed seriously: “According to surveys, we’re currently in the passionate love phase, and after the passionate love phase, we’ll enter the walking phase, and then the boring phase.”

“When the boring phase comes, life needs surprises and excitement. When the time comes, you might wear it on your own initiative, Miku.”

“...”

Although Miku’s grades weren’t great and she always failed all subjects except history, she understood everything Haruto was saying.

But understanding was one thing, agreeing with it or not was another.

“Impossible!”

Miku immediately shook her head: “I would never wear something like that!”

Wearing such a terrifying outfit and letting Haruto play with her.

Just thinking about it made Miku feel like she was about to faint from embarrassment.

It’s absolutely impossible!

However, Miku didn’t know that her younger sister, Yotsuba, had already worn a maid outfit and a catgirl outfit.

If Yotsuba could do it, theoretically, Miku could definitely do it too.

Haruto glanced at her and didn’t dwell on the question any further. After all, whether Miku would take the initiative to wear it or not, time would provide the answer someday.

Miku changed into the shrine maiden outfit, picked up the wooden bow, and looked at the full-length mirror.

The red and white shrine maiden outfit fit her perfectly. The long red shrine maiden skirt only revealed a pair of her legs.

It also suited her very well.

It also felt very light and comfortable to wear.

‘But does someone like me really look good in this outfit?’

And there were so many girls cosplaying as shrine maidens. What if Haruto thought she wasn’t pretty?

Staring at herself in the mirror, with her side bangs and somewhat gloomy and cold temperament, Miku began to worry again.

She took a deep breath, lowered her head to adjust the hem of her skirt, then turned around, opened the door, and walked out.

As soon as she stepped out, she saw Haruto sheathing his sword, then turning to look at her.

Unconsciously, Miku felt as if she was seeing a lonely wanderer.

A calm swordsman.

However, when Haruto slung the sword over his shoulder, this feeling vanished instantly.

What replaced it was a kind of wildness.

Seeing Miku staring at him with a blank expression, Haruto smiled faintly and took two steps forward: “Miss, how about coming for a drink with me?”

“No!”

Miku suppressed the turmoil in her heart and couldn’t help but pat her chest lightly. Then, she couldn’t help but glance at him, with a strange light flickering in her blue eyes.

Haruto’s cosplay of Miyamoto Musashi not only didn’t disappoint but exceeded expectations.

If he went out, he would definitely attract a lot of attention.

So cool!

Miku’s heart beat faster, and she could hardly contain the love in her heart. She didn’t want to look away at all.

“What’s wrong?”

Seeing Miku staring at him with sparkling eyes, Haruto unconsciously played with his bangs.

The image of Miyamoto Musashi he was cosplaying actually came from a popular competitive game.

“Nothing, nothing.”

Hearing his words, Miku shook her head slightly, her beautiful crystal-like eyes still staring at him without blinking.

Haruto: “😐”

Miku’s situation should be equivalent to a boy’s reaction when he suddenly sees a super beautiful girl.

‘Is this cosplay really that good?’

Haruto decided to test it.

He stepped forward and said, “Miku, help me adjust my collar.”

“Mhm~”

Miku responded without thinking too much, stepped forward, reached out her hands, and began to help him adjust his collar.

Her movements were very gentle.

Although Miku pretended to be calm, Haruto could clearly hear the girl’s rapid heartbeat and irregular breathing.

He lowered his head and said, “Miku, I think my lips are a bit chapped.”

Miku turned her head unconsciously: “Do you want to use my lip balm?”

“I don’t want to use it.”

Miku hesitated for a moment, “How about you wait here for me? I remember there’s a lipstick vending machine not far from here.”

Haruto still shook his head: “No, what if Miku gets lost?”

After saying that, he reminded her: “Miku’s lips should be coated with lip balm, they look very soft and sweet.”

Miku nodded slowly: “Mhm, I just applied it once.”

‘You still don’t get it?’

Haruto reminded her again: “Miku, have you heard of blusher?”

Hearing this, Miku was slightly stunned.

Eating blusher doesn’t mean eating blusher. Although it’s basically harmless to the human body, it doesn’t taste good.

But using lip balm is a completely different story!

No wonder Haruto suddenly said his lips were chapped and didn’t want to use lipstick, so this was the reason.

‘He actually wants me to take the initiative, right? As Nino said, once boys taste sweetness, they’ll keep wanting it. But I’ve already decided to take the initiative.’

‘It should be fine.’

Miku took a deep breath and looked at him with a red face: “I know, close your eyes.”