Not a Scumbag

"Where's that blonde...I mean Miura-san? Why isn't she here?"

After finally squeezing through the crowd, Amano Makoto and Yuigahama arrived at the booth selling decorative flower strings but couldn't find Miura Yumiko anywhere.

Could she have been captured and sold as a hostage?

Makoto Amano thought maliciously in his mind.

"Yumiko..."

Yuigahama looked around and took out her phone, her face filled with worry.

"It seems like she went home alone."

Seeing the message on her phone, the girl's worried mood relaxed.

Blushing, she replied to the message on her phone's screen.

"I see, so she finally realized she was in the way..."

"It's not like that..."

As she replied to the message, the girl glanced sharply at someone.

It's a shame that the relationship between Makoto and Yumiko couldn't be eased today...

"Yumiko had something come up suddenly..."

Although anyone with eyes could tell that Miura Yumiko left so as not to disturb her date with Makoto Amano.

But in order to defend her friend, Yui felt she should explain a bit.

"Alright, alright, forget about your Yumiko."

Makoto Amano's attention was now drawn to the pile of colorful strings on the booth.

They all look pretty good.

That blonde girl has good taste.

"Which one do you like, Yui?"

As he flipped through the strings on the booth, he imagined how they would look tied around the girl.

Hmm... he meant it would be nice as hair ties or decorations on wrists and ankles, not imagining some particular fetish or XP or whatever.

"Let me see..."

Yui walked over with a curious expression and also got dazzled by the flower strings.

"They all feel pretty nice, but maybe this one...?"

The girl picked a red one.

They say red symbolizes fate...

She was scheming in her mind.

"Mmm..."

Makoto Amano took the red string from the girl's hand, examined it, and tried it on her pure white wrist.

It seemed a bit long... It wouldn't be suitable as a bracelet.

Wait, if the wrist doesn't work, maybe it can be tied on thighs...

It's said that girls nowadays like to tie a ribbon on their thighs.

"Yui, lift your skirt a bit..."

Bending down, He planned to personally tie it on the girl and see how it looked.

"Lift it... What do you want? What are you planning?"

She shyly took a big step back.

Although she was confident in the panties she was wearing today, it wasn't something she would easily show to this guy.

"I just want to see how it looks when I tie it on your thigh. Is that not okay?"

He gestured with the string toward the girl's thigh.

"Why tie it on the thigh?"

Her words were right. This guy's way of thinking sometimes was incomprehensible.

For example, right now, she couldn't understand what Amano was thinking.

"Because it will look good. Don't you think so, Yui?"

Although the girl's legs were also beautiful, when compared overall, they lacked a certain level of depth compared to Yukino's.

Mainly, they appeared shorter rather than showcasing their beauty. But if a ribbon were tied, it could perfectly compensate for that.

Moreover, tying it on the thigh would add a plump and healthy feeling to the thigh, while also adding a touch of sexiness.

"Is that so? Do you really think so?"

She wasn't completely convinced, but she seemed intrigued.

Because she had seen girls dressed like this on TV or in magazines.

Indeed, being tied there would attract a lot of attention.

"Of course, not only is it good-looking, but it also creates a sense of psychological taboo and mystery..."

It would also arouse people's underlying desires for girls.

He couldn't wait to see what Yui would look like when she was tied up later.

"Well, okay..."

There's no other way...

A woman exists to please oneself, even if Yui wasn't completely willing, she still intended to give it a try to satisfy Makoto Amano.

"You, you better not take advantage of this opportunity to peek at me..."

Just now, someone already saw something they shouldn't have seen...

"I won't, I won't, you have to trust me..."

Seeing that the girl had let down her guard, He quickly bent down, crouched, and began working on the girl's large white leg in front of him.

"Mmm..."

Noticing that someone's hand was about to touch her thigh, Yuigahama shyly closed her eyes.

But...

Something strange happened.

The girl waited for a while but didn't feel the touch of the boy's palm on her thigh.

"What are you doing!?"

Opening her eyes, she was surprised to find that it wasn't her that Makoto Amano was tying, but another girl who had appeared in front of her at some point.

"What's wrong?"

After hearing he voice, Makoto Amano finally stopped what he was doing.

But by now, he had almost finished tying.

Using the exquisite red flower string, he had wrapped it around the girl's large white leg, creating a shape similar to a Mobius strip.

"It looks pretty good, right?"

Bending down to observe for a moment, Makoto Amano was confident in his "creation".

"Ah..."

However, to his surprise, the voice of the owner of the large white leg was completely different from the voice he imagined belonged to Yuigahama.

"!?"

Although it was still a nice leg...

It's just a white dress.

"You, who are you..."

It was only when Makoto Amano stood up that he noticed the girl he had just tied wasn't Yui but Kato Megumi, the girl who had lost her hat and had also come to this stall at some point.

"Amano-san, what are you doing?"

The girl felt belatedly, after being tied up with the string, she covered her small mouth in surprise and took a step back.

The sound doesn't fluctuate much either.

It was exactly the same as at that time, when the hat flew to the foot of the ramp, she reached out to reach for it.

She seems to be an insensitive girl.

"No...Sorry, I seem to recognize the wrong leg...I recognized the wrong person."

Makoto Amano doesn't know what to say now.

Yuigahama Yui, who was standing on the other side, had already cast extremely resentful eyes at him.

"Then don't you need to take this string off? Amano-san didn't give it to me, did he?"

Kato Megumi wanted to take off the red string that was somehow tied on her thigh.

"This...I don't need it, it's too troublesome, and it's not worth much, so I'll give it to you."

He have to say that the tie is so perfect that he doesn't want to take it off.

Even if it is true that he tied the wrong person.

It's beautiful, it's a shame to take it down.

"Sincere..."

Yuigahama Yui walked over angrily, then glared at him even more angrily.

That was the string she picked just now, how could she just give it to an other girl?

And here I thought he might not be a scumbag?

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