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Happy Halloween! 9

“I’m glad everyone’s happy.”

“It’s all thanks to your hard work in preparing the event, Chika.”

“It wasn’t just me. You helped me too, Sōma-san.”

“I only did a little bit. The one who really worked hard here is definitely you, Chika.”

Starting from interviewing the children to collecting old clothes, mending, dyeing, and making decorations.

Even counting on his fingers, Sōma was honestly impressed by how well she managed to do it all by herself.

“Ehehe.”

As Chika blushed from the praise, a little witch with a dragon on her back tugged at the hem of their uniforms.

“Hey-hey, aren’t you two going to dress up?”

Chika was visibly flustered by the girl’s natural question.

“Us? Well, we do have something, but…”

Her response was awkward and hesitant.

“You made something else? That’s impressive.”

“Thanks to your help, I managed to find a little bit of spare time.”

She said while staring intently at Sōma.

“…Sōma-san, do you want to see it?”

“Of course, I’d like to see it. I’ve never seen you in cosplay before.”

With a hidden mischievous streak, she might suit the role of an evil witch quite well.

Nodding in agreement, Chika blushed and said,

“Please don’t laugh at me.”

Then, she retreated to the back room.

“…Not confident in the costume?”

Considering the children’s costumes were well-made, he thought there was no need to worry.

“Onii-san, take a picture!”

“Alright. Everyone, strike an incredibly cool pose for the photo!”

While capturing the excited elementary school children on my smartphone, he waited for a little over ten minutes.

“Sorry to keep you waiting…”

Chika emerged from the back room, having changed her clothes.

“Ah…”

His gaze was fixed on her the moment he saw her.

Fundamentally, Chika’s costume was not much different from the witch outfits the girls were wearing: a two-piece set with a black jacket and a black skirt.

However, the amount of fabric was entirely different.

The children’s costumes featured old-fashioned, witch-like skirts that were so long they nearly dragged on the floor, but Chika’s skirt was incredibly short.

It was far shorter than any miniskirt worn by a gyaru, exposing her thighs in a way that seemed almost dangerous, and if someone went around to the back, it looked like the lower half of her butt might barely be visible.

The upper side also lacked fabric. The chest area was boldly open, and the abdomen was exposed enough to reveal her belly button. It was clear that there was more skin than the black of the clothes.

Perhaps to compensate for the small area of her clothes, the outfit was adorned with numerous ribbons and frills. Because of this, she looked more like a magical girl than a witch. Of course, if such an indecent magical girl appeared on television, neither the BPO nor the PTA would remain silent.

(BPO, Broadcasting Ethics & Program Improvement Organization. PTA, Parent Teacher Association)

To put it bluntly, Chika had transformed into an erotic magical girl.

“Um… Trick or treat…?”

Looking embarrassed and covering her belly button with both hands, Chika said in a voice too quiet to expect any treats.

The children burst into excitement as the fidgety Chika captivated Sōma’s attention.

“Amazing!”

“So cool!”

“So cute!”

To them, still far from puberty, the destructive power of this costume was incomprehensible.

“Actually… I intended to make the same witch costume as everyone else. However, due to the limited amount of fabric left, I had to piece together what I could, and this is how it turned out.”

While Sōma stood with his mouth agape and displaying his dumbfounded expression, Chika offered an excuse that sounded reasonable, yet also not.

“U-Um, Sōma-san?”

“W-What is it?”

Both of them blushed as they looked at each other.

“How do you think?”

“Well, when you ask me that…”

He was at a loss.

She looked very beautiful, very alluring, and it suited her very well.

But to express these thoughts face-to-face was embarrassingly difficult.

“Well… I guess it’s not bad? I think it’s good.”

“Is that all?”

As he gave her a non-committal response, Chika puffed her cheeks in dissatisfaction.

“I worked hard on it and mustered the courage to wear it, so I want a bit more praise.”

“But I am praising you by saying I think it’s good.”

“One more compliment!”

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“This isn’t a market auction.”

He forcefully creates space between them by grasping Chika’s shoulder as she tries to close the distance.

Up close, the effect is even stronger.

Then, the witches and vampires start whispering and gossiping about them.

“A guy who doesn’t compliment a girl when she wants to be praised is the worst, isn’t he?”

“My mom always says that a man who doesn’t say things like ‘pretty’ or ‘cute’ to a woman lacks delicacy and is the worst kind of man, so you shouldn’t fall for people like him.”

“Right? If it were my mom, she would have definitely put him in a sack.”

“My dad always tells my mom she’s beautiful!”

“We have to be careful not to grow up to be like that guy in the future. Let’s remember that.”

‘They’re really tearing into me…’

‘It’s not like I can help it if I’m too embarrassed to say anything.’

“Well then, now it’s Sōma-san’s turn.”

Now accustomed to the erotic magical girl outfit, Chika claps her hands with renewed vigor.

“Huh? I have to do it too?”

“I said it earlier, ‘we do have something’, right? Everyone’s in costume, so it’s weird for Sōma-san to be the only one still in uniform.”

That’s a fair point. But knowing Chika, he can’t help but be wary of some outrageous costume.

“Don’t tell me it’s the same magical girl outfit you’re wearing? If that’s the case, I’ll refuse with all my might, even if it ruins the mood.”

“It’s not like that. It’s not a woman’s outfit.”

The erotic magical girl rummages through her bag.

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