Clumsy Chinami

A blouse with a ribbon at the chest, a light, flowy flared skirt, and white sandals with slightly raised heels...

It was an outfit that conveyed both cuteness and purity.

I had only ever seen her in a uniform or a gi, and since her style was the complete opposite of Renka's, it stood out even more.

I watched Chinami from a distance as she stood tall at the department store entrance, tapping both hips with her hands to pass the time, then approached at a brisk pace and tapped her on the shoulder from behind.

“Master.”

“Mhyik!”

Chinami jolted as if a bug had landed on her.

I let out a hollow laugh, and when she turned around, I gave her an incredulous smile.

“Was that really enough to startle you?”

“Oh... It's my junior...! Hello!”...