In My Second Life, I'll Do Everything To Win You Over—My Beloved Childhood Friend Will Never Be Given To Anyone Else - Episode 49

“Hey, Momoka. Try wearing this at home once.”

When we left the shopping mall, Nagisa said that and pointed to the shopper with the swimsuit inside.

“You haven’t properly tried it on, so wouldn’t it be better to try it on beforehand?”

“That may be true, but…”

Unlike regular clothes, it’s difficult to try on swimsuits that come into direct contact with bare skin. This time, I tried them on over my underwear.

The sensation would be slightly different when actually wearing it on bare skin.

It should be fine, but it would be a problem if the size doesn’t fit, so it’s important to check.

“You said it yourself. Only in front of me, take off the rash guard.”

Along with the swimsuit, I also bought a black rash guard. The design allows you to cover your collarbone when you zip it up.

Basically, I don’t intend to take off my rash guard at the beach.

“I want to see Momoka in a swimsuit. Show me.”

“Understood.”

♡

“Alright, I’m going to change.”

“Huh? It’s fine if I change here.”

Nagisa, sitting on the bed, looks at me with a puzzled expression.

“Anyway, we’ll be in the same changing room.”

“That’s true, but… it’s kind of embarrassing for just me to change, right?”

Changing clothes together is completely different from having my clothes changed unilaterally. Nagisa should understand that, but she laughed and said I was overthinking it.

“I want to see Momoka change clothes too.”

“Don’t mess around too much. I’m going to change.”

I tried saying it in an exasperated manner, but I might have failed. When I left the room and touched my own cheek, it was so hot I could almost laugh.

♡

“I don’t think it’s strange, but…”

Staring intently at my reflection in the mirror. The swimsuit Nagisa picked for me is still flashy, and somehow, I feel uneasy.

Isn’t this a bit too revealing?

Is this the correct answer?

Although the important parts are covered, about half of my chest is still visible. Just thinking about what would happen if it shifted even a little is terrifying.

Without the rash guard, I can’t imagine wearing this design outside.

Why did Nagisa choose such a swimsuit for me?

To tease me? Or do you really think this suits me?

Either way, I end up getting all flustered, so Nagisa is really sly.

♡

I opened the door to the room and slowly stepped inside. For some reason, I felt embarrassed to look at Nagisa’s face, so I quickly lowered my gaze to the floor.

“Momoka! As expected, it looks amazing on you!”

Nagisa, who had stood up, tightly grasped my hand.

“Momoka really suits red, doesn’t she? Her skin is so fair, and it goes well with her black hair too. Yeah, I might just be a genius at picking swimsuits for Momoka.”

“Thank you.”

“How’s the size? No problems?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. I’ll go change.”

The swimsuit is uncomfortable, and I want to change quickly. I was thinking that, but Nagisa pulled my hand.

“I just changed, it’s such a waste.”

“It’s such a waste…”

While grinning, Nagisa observes my entire body.

Nagisa in high spirits is cute, but I still want to run away.

“Even so, this doesn’t look good if you have a bad figure, right?”

Nagisa’s eyes are completely directed at my chest.

“Nice.”

“It’s not that great, really.”

When I move, it’s in the way, and if I choose the wrong clothes, I look fat. I often get unpleasant looks from guys.

But, I wonder if Nagisa prefers bigger ones.

Nagisa is supposed to like men normally. Still, I wonder if she has any preferences when it comes to women’s br3asts. Of course, we’ve never talked about such things.

“Hey, Momoka”

“What?”

“Can I take a picture?”

“Huh?”

Before I could nod, Nagisa took out her smartphone from her bag.

“Wait, wait!”

If it’s regular clothes, feel free to take as many pictures as you want. I’m happy just knowing you want to take them.

But now it’s different. Being photographed in a swimsuit is just too embarrassing.

It would be fine if we were taking pictures together at the beach or the pool, but we’re in a room, I’m the only one in a swimsuit, and this situation is definitely weird.

“Is it no good? Since it’s so cute, I want to take a commemorative photo. When we go to the beach, Momoka, you won’t be taking off your rash guard, right?”

If she looks up at me with those eyes, there’s no way I can refuse Nagisa’s request.

Or rather, I can’t refuse Nagisa’s requests in the first place.

“Okay, fine.”

Thank you.

With a bright smile, Nagisa pointed the smartphone camera at me.