Shinobu looked at the clothes in her hand, the blush on her face deepening.
Suddenly arriving in this unfamiliar world, she and Nezuko hadn't brought any change of clothes.
Just now, she had wanted to ask Jotaro where in this world she could buy women's undergarments. But facing a man like Jotaro, she really couldn't bring herself to ask. In her mindset, asking a man about these things was just too strange.
Holding the clothes Jotaro had thrown over to her, Shinobu led the dazed Nezuko back to her room.
"What strange styles..."
Shinobu sorted through them piece by piece. The further she went, the more her hands trembled.
When she pulled apart the triangular-style underwear, her soul seemed to leave her body.
What she couldn't understand the most was, how did Jotaro know her and Nezuko's three sizes? The underwear sizes were a perfect fit. These clothes were practically tailor-made for them.
"Why are all the skirts this short?"
Shinobu almost jumped up. She didn't have any kind of exhibitionist fetish.
'Cou-Cou-Could this be Jotaro-san's preference...'
———
The night passed without words. The next morning, Jotaro woke up early, sat at the dining table, eating sandwiches while reading the newspaper.
Understanding the major events of this world would help him better integrate here.
Creak!
The room door opened. Shinobu carefully poked her head out, her face full of hesitation. Wearing something like this for the first time, she really couldn't let go.
But who knew Nezuko would suddenly dart out from beside her, pulling her out directly.
Nezuko wore a pink autumn shirt paired with an ultra-short skirt and black over-the-knee socks, looking youthful and energetic.
Shinobu, on the other hand, wore a Western-style light blue shirt, with a stepmother-style short skirt underneath, dressed like a working woman. It actually matched her temperament quite well.
Shinobu kept her legs together, not daring to lift her head.
This skirt was the longest one among them, and even so, it still didn't cover her knees.
And this skirt, why was it so strange? Once worn, it felt like it was stuck to her body, completely revealing the sensual curves of her lower half.
Jotaro glanced once, said nothing.
This kind of outfit was extremely common in his era, he'd long grown tired of seeing it.
The reason he gave Shinobu these clothes wasn't because of any fetish. It was because the women his age that he was used to interacting with mostly dressed like this.
Nezuko suddenly pounced onto Jotaro's body, that was her way of greeting him.
Shinobu sat awkwardly across from Jotaro. If it were someone else who gave her such revealing clothes, she definitely would've burned them right in front of them.
But because it was Jotaro who gave them to her, not only did she not destroy them, she even put them on.
Glancing at him twice, seeing Jotaro's face as calm as ever, Shinobu's wildly beating heart gradually calmed down too.
'Seems like… it's not a big deal…'
She had thought Jotaro would react differently. She seemed bit disappointed…
"Jotaro-san, I need some research tools, things like test tubes and microscopes."
Looking at Nezuko, who was staring longingly at their food, determination flashed in Shinobu's eyes.
"Even though Nezuko has overcome sunlight, she is still, in essence, a demon. This causes many inconveniences. I want to turn her back into a human."
From Takizawa and Tamayo, she had obtained very valuable data. Even by herself, she could carry on the research.
"Mm."
Jotaro responded, stood up and said, "Since we've already eaten, let's go. I'll take you two to get familiar with human society around here. Whatever you want to do afterward, do as you please."
"Eh?" Shinobu was slightly stunned, quickly saying, "Wait a minute, Jotaro-san!"
"What is it?" Jotaro looked at her in confusion.
From the sound of his words, it seemed like they were about to go out.
She looked down at the skirt on her lower half, feeling at a loss. Was she really going out dressed like this? She thought it was okay just to wear it at home boldly…
Seeing she couldn't say anything clearly, Jotaro said impatiently, "Let's go."
With that, he stepped out of the house.
———
"Unbelievable! This ghoul was really caught by you?"
Two investigators from the 20th ward's Ghoul Countermeasures Office looked in shock at the ghoul lying on the ground, barely breathing.
"What do you plan to do with him next?"
Meaningless question. He couldn't be bothered to answer. Instead, he immediately began asking questions.
"We'll send him to the ghoul detention center."
The investigator casually replied, focusing all his attention on confirming the ghoul's identity.
"No mistake, this is a B-class ghoul. The file even has records of his previous feeding."
"But ever since the one-eyed ghoul came to the 20th ward, this guy's activity traces have become fewer and fewer."
The investigator raised his head, still unable to imagine how a B-class ghoul could fall into the hands of someone dressed like a student.
You had to know, even CCG might not be able to catch this class of ghoul without sending first-class investigators.
'Just who was this guy?!'
"Can we have your contact info? For the investigation, we may need to reach out to you again."
Jotaro had long been prepared for questioning, he wasn't surprised at all.
"Kujo. Kujo Jotaro?" Reading the name on the paper, the investigator murmured, "Home address? Your phone number?"
"Don't have one."
"Don't have one?" The investigator scratched his chin, obviously not believing it. "You look like you're still in high school, right? Isn't a cellphone something every high school student has?"
"Yare yare, you bastard… don't you understand what I'm saying?"
Jotaro's cold gaze sent a chill down the investigator's spine.
"U-Understood…"
For some reason, from this high school student's body, he felt an aura even scarier than a ghoul.
"Y-You can go now. Capturing a B-class ghoul is a big achievement. We'll contact you later."
After handling the ghoul, Jotaro brought Shinobu and Nezuko along to stroll through the streets.
The investigators' comments reminded him, having a cellphone in this era would be much more convenient.
"Peace Ward? Let's rest here for a while."
Looking up at a café by the roadside, he figured it had been a long time since he last drank coffee.
Just as he was about to open the door, a tall woman walked out from the café. She had long purple hair, a tall figure, and stunning looks, an intellectual beauty.
Almost bumping into Jotaro, she hastily stopped and said with an apologetic face, "Sorry. I wasn't watching the road."
"No need to mind."
Jotaro didn't even look at her, casually tossed a few words, and walked into the café with Shinobu and Nezuko.
Watching Jotaro leave, until his back was blocked by the door, the woman stuck out her crimson tongue and licked her delicate lips, revealing a demonic smile.
"What a fragrant scent…"
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