Variety manga: My online date is Megumi Kato

Looking at the sewing machine placed on the table, it is exquisite and fashionable, and is more than a little better-looking than the old-fashioned sewing machines.

Kijima Yuta turned his head and looked at Kitagawa Ummu: "You can't even make a cosplayer with this?"

It obviously looks very simple.

Kitagawa Uimeng's expression condensed and she looked at him pitifully: "I am also in Buji..."

Whether it's old-fashioned or new, if she just can't use it smoothly, it must be the God of the World's fault!

Kijima Yuta reached out and took out the manual from the box, and looked at the equipment on the table. When dealing with these machines, you must know the purpose of each button before you can use them with confidence.

……

"Yuta, I heard Yuzuru say that you are taking her to see Machida-san on the weekend?"

"Yes." Yuta Kijima replied without raising his head.

"Uh-huh~ I didn't expect Yuzuru's talent to be so good. With just a few clicks from you, he could write a light novel that could be submitted." Kitagawa Ummu sighed softly.

"Huh?" Kijima Yuta was startled and looked at Kitagawa Ummu, "Have Yuzuru told you all this?"

Kitagawa Kaimu lay on the table, her round chest flattened, worried about whether the uniform she was wearing could withstand the pressure: "Of course, everyone at the dinner party that day left each other's contact information."

Kijima Yuta: "..."

Is this how the friendship between girls develops? It only takes a few days to talk about everything.

As for his agreement with Yuzuru Nishimiya, he didn't plan to tell anyone else. The fewer people who knew about it, the better. He only told Megumi because he believed that Megumi was not the kind of person who liked to talk about it everywhere.

As for Kitagawa Umume...

It's not that he doesn't believe her, it's that she sometimes speaks without thinking. In this case, it's better not to tell her.

Kitagawa Kaimu's eyes were dim, and his phoenix eyes looked at Yuta Kijima who was concentrating on reading the manual: "Compared to everyone else, I find that I am really useless."

Kijima Yuta turned to look at her strangely. How could he have such an idea? After thinking for a while, he said, "You promised me to be my cartoonist's assistant. Are you planning to give up?"

"That's not true..."

Kitagawa Kaimu cheered up, but when he thought about the geniuses around him, he was still a little discouraged: "The world is really unfair."

Forget about Yuta Kijima who is proficient in everything he learns, how come even Yuzuru Nishimiya suddenly shows such a terrifying talent.

Kijima Yuta closed the manual, then turned his eyes to Kitagawa Ummu, and said warmly: "Ummu also has his own talents, don't underestimate yourself."

He coughed lightly and said, "Okay, I've basically understood it. Now you can start taking action."

"can we start?"

Kitagawa Uimeng was instantly resurrected with full blood, looking at him with wonderful eyes.

"Let's get started, give me the photos of the cosplay costumes you plan to make..."

"Huh?" Kijima Yuta, who was leaning over to observe the sewing machine, couldn't help but raise his head when he saw that the other party didn't reply.

For a moment, Kijima Yuta was stunned.

Since it was still early, the sun shone in through the window, illuminating Kitagawa Uimuo's body as white as jade, making people's hearts beat wildly.

Her golden hair is scattered on her snow-white shoulders, and her upper body is covered with white plumpness in a bikini. A sense of maturity brought by the trousers hits her face. The rest of her exposed skin is white and rosy, and her slender and plump thighs stand upright and slim. .

"You...what are you doing?!" Yuta Kijima said hastily, forcing himself to control his gaze.

What are you going to do? She wanders around my house in a bikini when she doesn't agree with you!

I am also in the teenage stage where my hormones are exploding!

"Aren't you going to start making cosplay clothes?"

Kitagawa Kai Mengfeng's eyes moved slightly and looked at him doubtfully. Didn't he need to measure his body data before making clothes?

This time, for convenience, she came wearing a bikini under her school uniform. She just had to take it off to take the measurement.

"R-he, this will make it easier for you, right?"

As he said this, Kitagawa Uimuo even gestured with his head.

"..."

Kijima Yuta was stunned, and after a while he had to whisper: "This...there is no need to take off, only the bikini is left?"

The other party's tender skin, which was as white as jade, made him wonder where to look.

"Huh? But making cosplay costumes requires accurate data."

Probably feeling Yuta Kijima's embarrassment, Kitagawa Ummu stepped forward and held his arm, smiling and saying: "Yuta was so shy when he saw a bikini last time, but now he doesn't dare to look at me properly? ?”

"It's obviously just a bikini, isn't it okay for people at the beach to wear it all day long?" Kitagawa Ummu said disapprovingly.

Kijima Yuta couldn't help but cover his face. Although it was true to say that, there was no way that you were wearing a bikini when you were alone in a room with only one man and one woman, and it had nothing to do with the beach, right?

……

"Have you calmed down? Yuta." Kitagawa Ummu raised the corners of his lips and looked at him with a smile.

Her body stiffened. Kijima Yuta had not fully recovered from the shock of seeing Kitagawa Umu take off her school uniform, but since she was not shy, it would be too bad for her to continue to be pretentious.

Slightly suppressing the anger in his heart, he said softly: "Okay... okay, I was rude just now, then... let's start measuring now..."

"Then please take care of me! Yuta..." Kitagawa Ummu put his hands behind his back and lowered his upper body.

Helpless, Kijima Yuta also felt that he should cut the knot quickly. The longer it was delayed, the greater the pressure he would have to bear.

Picking up the ruler strap, concentrating, his eyes fell on Haimeng's chest. This time Yuta Kijima took a serious look at this charming body. Looking at the white and round conscience, the visual impact caused by it had completely overwhelmed him. People were petrified in place.

"I...I'll measure the width of your head first..."

After swallowing, Kijima Yuta moved closer to Kitagawa Ummu, and the unique milky fragrance of her body was clearly lingering on the tip of her nose.

At this moment, Kitagawa Uimu's eyes widened and he stared blankly at Yuta Kijima, who was facing him.

Suppressing the throbbing in my heart, I tried hard to control my gaze from looking down.

Wrap the tape around the top of her blond head.

At this time, Kitagawa Kaimu slightly raised his head, his warm breath hit Kijima Yuta's neck directly, his clear eyes were spiritual, and his pink cheeks could be broken by a blow.

This really makes it difficult for him to continue his work.

"call……"

Breathing out a breath, he immediately took a few steps back, and finally completed the measurement while facing Kitagawa Uimuo's gaze. It was just the simplest piece of data.

After regaining his composure, Kijima Yuta said: "The next step is shoulder width..."