Hahahaha

　　"By the way, are the words you just said true? Memories from another life or something…"

　　"That's true, but don't worry. For me, it's just a movie with a deep impression. It's been six or seven years, and it's had little impact."

　　Walking back to the teacup rack with Miku, Shinichi said calmly, and put the black teacup into the shopping basket.

　　"Isn't there a saying? The author would accidentally receive radio waves and memories from another world, and write them into a novel… Except for a clearer and livelier look, that's probably what happened in my case."

　　Miku nodded lightly, picked up a blue teacup of the same style, and placed it in her shopping basket.

　　"I see. Sure enough, this world is so big and full of wonders... Will Shinichi write a novel?"

　　"Why did you drag it there..." Shinichi glanced at the black and blue teacups beside the basket, then looked away as if nothing had happened, and glanced aimlessly at the other items on the shelves.

　　Miku watched his expression from the side, and smiled.

　　"Very cute..."

　　So that Shinichi's embarrassment which had reached a critical point would not explode again, of course Miku didn't say those words out loud.

　　Even though her face was as red as an apple, she had absolutely no right to say that.

　　"Ah, you here? What did you buy… Teacups?"

　　Nino's voice came from behind.

　　The two turned their heads, and stared at her expressionlessly.

　　Nino was shocked and took a step back, instinctively wanting to get away from these two freaks.

　　"What's with this sense of suppression and tacit understanding!? Is there something wrong with you?"

　　"There isn't anything."

　　Two voice indifferent answer.

　　"Hah?" Nino's astonished expression immediately changed to one of suspicion and looked at them: "It seems nothing... Did you do something bad to Miku?"

　　"I…" Shinichi opened his mouth and wanted to deny it, but when he remembered the little things just now, he couldn't help but feel guilty, and didn't dare face Nino's questioning gaze.

　　"I didn't... At most, I just did what the clothing store did to you back then."

　　What did he do to Nino in the clothing store?

　　What did he just do to Miku?

　　In conclusion, he did the same to these two girls.

　　Well, there's nothing wrong with that.

　　Of course in his heart, Shinichi puffed out his chest confidently, and looked at each other.

　　"That thing..." Nino also recalled her embarrassing reaction, her face suddenly turning red.

　　So, is this guy also doing some kind of "girlfriend chase act" on Miku?

　　(Do you have any integrity! You were so shy after doing that to me, but it didn't take long before you did the same to Miku, and you were so calm... Did you treat me as a bag of experience? After doing it to me, you would be so good at doing it to Miku that there wouldn't be any sequelae?)

　　(Are you waiting to invite her to dinner to make amends?! This man is really...)

　　Anger level rising higher and higher, Nino glared at Shinichi, grunted and left.

　　"You can do whatever you want, it's none of my business!"

　　After walking a few steps, Nino ran back, squeezed Shinichi away from the shelf, took the purple tea cup and put it in the basket, then stuck her tongue out at him.

　　"Bah, it's you who pays!"

　　Nino turned around without seeing Shinichi's expression, and left the closet area in a hurry.

Shinichi was silent.

　　"What is with this person..."

　　Suddenly feeling a bit itchy on his cheeks, he turned his head and saw Miku puffing out her cheeks, and she looked at him sideways with a displeased expression.

　　"Did you do the same to Nino? Shinichi?"

　　The corners of Shinichi's mouth twitched, feeling a faint stomach ache.

　　"It's called the art of speaking, but they don't actually refer to the same thing... At least, I was just telling you about memory..."

　　When Miku heard this, her expression couldn't help but soften, she wanted to be happy, but she suddenly stopped, and her expression turned cold again.

　　"Hmph, don't talk to Shinichi who has no morals for now."

　　After she finished speaking, she looked at the floor, clenched her fist and left.

　　Shinichi unconsciously opened his mouth, his face full of shock and confusion, "...No, where's my integrity? Tell me clearly!"

　　And that angry look is too intentional, right? He always felt like he had seen such action in a series or anime...

　　"Ah, Asada-san~ what are you doing here?"

　　Yotsuba appeared out of nowhere and waved at him.

　　Then she looked into Shinichi's basket, saw three black, blue and purple cups, and opened her mouth in an O shape.

　　"Asada-san, do you have three mouths?!"

　　"No, what do you understand..." If not for knowing that Yotsuba's brain circuits were simple and strange, Shinichi would have thought that she was talking pornography.

　　Just as he was about to explain, he saw Yotsuba, with her hand resting on her chin, wearing a detective-like expression.

　　Her eyes lit up, "This scent belongs to Nino and Miku! So the blue cup is Miku's, the purple cup is Nino's. Asada-san only has one mouth!"

　　Shinichi then realized that was wrong, "Wait, you're actually judging by smell rather than reasoning?! And normal people only have one mouth, so there's no need to say this at all!"

　　"Hee hee hee~ I can't miss, look at me!" Yotsuba didn't mind Shinichi's complaint, and with a smile, she took a green cup and put it directly into the basket.

　　"Mission accomplished! See you soon, Asada-san! Ahahahaha——"

　　First, she saluted Shinichi with a serious face, then ran the other way.

　　Shinichi stared dumbfounded at her retreating back, but didn't react for a moment.

　　"Why are you greeting me in German..."

　　At this time, footsteps sounded again.

　　"Again!?" With a heartbeat, Shinichi turned his head slightly stiffly, and as expected, Ichika and Itsuki walked side by side.

　　"Yahoo~ Shinichi-kun, what did you buy? I did as you said, and bought a soft sleeping pillow~"

　　"Asada-kun, I bought some office supplies that weren't on the list, please have a look…"

　　Shinichi lowered his head, and suddenly raised his hand, stopping Itsuki's words.

　　He slowly took one yellow and one red teacup of the same style from the cup holder, placed them in front of him, and spoke to the two of them in a gentle and authentic manner.

　　"Recently everyone likes this kind of tea cup, you two want?"

　　Ichika and Itsuki: "😐"

　　Was this person stimulated by something...