Chapter 8.6
Despite speaking and smiling sweetly at each other, the two had veins popping on their foreheads while sparks flew around them. Everyone took a step back from them while Jason slipped away with Alice, not willing to step on the landmine.
"Huh, he ran away," Asami was the only one who noticed Jason's escape and commented on it, drawing Emily and Melanie's attention. "That's weird, isn't the protagonist supposed to step in and stop the catfight while inviting them both to his harem?"
Silence reigned as Asami shrunk from the glares Alina and Emily sent her while Melanie paused to think about.
"Hmm, that's not a bad plan," Melanie said thoughtfully causing everyone to look at her in shock. "I never considered him as being exclusively mine, he's too popular for that.
And besides," Melanie turned to look at Emily and smirked. "It's always more fun to be the mistress."
"Let's … just catch up with him," Alina stopped the two and walked towards the direction Jason had fled to. Emily and Melanie exchanged glares at each other before following her.
The group eventually found him near the jacket section with some clothes on his hand. Both Melanie and Emily placed themselves within his eyesight, hoping they'd catch his eyes, but Jason turned to Michelle and smiled.
"Hey, I saw these and couldn't help but think of you. Try it out," he said as he pulled a camo jacket and placed it with the rest of the outfit into her hands.
Michelle took a step back when she noticed Emily and Melanie staring at her before she looked back at Jason, who had an evil twinkle in his eyes. He had a 'I'm taking you down with me' look on his face that made her realize that he knew she had encouraged Emily.
"Devez-vous me conduire à la potence?" she asked Jason.
"Avant ou après avoir encouragé cette révolte?" he asked back. Michelle sighed and took the clothing before she paused.
"Attendre, how you know my size?" she asked as she turned to face Jason. The stares all around him intensified when they heard her.
"Oh, guess I never mentioned it," replied Jason with a shameless smirk as he ignored the stares aimed at him. "But I once worked as a bouncer in a … women's establishment. And I learned a very ... unique skill while there: how to judge a woman's size just by looking."
"C'est impossible," denied Michelle.
"Is it, 32-26-34? Oh, and it's a 32B," Jason added with a smile. Immediately, Michelle took a step back in horror, especially when she noticed how Jason's eyes moved down her body subjectively while both Asami and Melanie looked at him eagerly.
"Hey can you tell me mine?" asked Melanie seductively.
"36-22-34," Jason said as he looked at her bust, waist, and hip. "It must be hard being a C-cup while having such a thin waist."
"Oh, me, me!" Asami cried excitedly before realizing what she said. "I mean no, no! Not me! Not like that. Teach me that skill!"
"Sure. First, you learn how to undress and dress about fifty women twice every day. Then, you learn how to tuck in a bra properly for all sizes, I'm talking from A to H-cups. Then you go shopping for each of those ladies all on your own and get their clothes ... "Jason spoke in a flat monotone voice as he explained to Asami.
"Wow, now I feel bad for you," Asami said before exploding. "GODDAMNIT! I wanna strip fifty girls! I wanna have my own harem!"
A rubber bullet ended her hysterics as Michelle lowered her gun and entered the changing room, but not before turning to Jason and giving him a flushed look mired with embarrassment and shame.
"You are a pervert," she told him in a low voice.
"I'm a pervert?" Jason asked, genuinely bemused, and everyone nodded vehemently in response. Alice, who was next to Jason, started patting his knees, the only place that she could reach.
"It's ok, I still lub you," she said, trying to cheer Jason up. Everyone's heart melted as they 'aww-ed' and 'ooh-ed' while Jason smiled and patted her head while she giggled.
"Thanks, kiddo," he said to her. "I feel better already."
Michelle emerged wearing green khaki pants with a black tank and a camo jacket over it. With the sleeves of the jacket pulled up and her hair done in a high ponytail, she looked valiant and stylish.
"Well, now that we're all set, let's pay up and get something to eat," Jason took a beige cardigan and passed it to Emily before turning to Charlotte. "Thanks, Charlotte, I owe you."
"Don't mention it, dear. I still haven't paid you back for saving my moms," Charlotte said as he hugged Jason. "Remember to stop by whenever you have the time, I'm sure both of them would appreciate it."
"I'll try," Jason replied. "Take care, Charlotte."