"DXD: Multiverse Journey"Chapter 264: Mayuri Wants to Try Cosplay?
Mayuri's glare was equal parts flustered and annoyed. "Ugh, you're impossible. Stop making things up!"
Shuo grinned, unrepentant. "How am I making things up? It's just the truth!"
He glanced around the cramped photo booth, then shrugged. "Honestly, this is how couple photos are supposed to be. Why else would the space be so tiny, and the seat only fit one person?"
"Enough squirming," he added, tightening his arm around her and striking a pose that was just a little too intimate for Mayuri's comfort. "Let's get our picture taken."
Mayuri's cheeks burned, but she gave in—awkwardly looping her arms around Shuo and turning to face the camera. The oversized screen reflected their pose back at them, two figures pressed close, the tension between them almost visible.
The automated voice began its cheerful instructions, and Shuo, who'd never actually used a couple's photo booth before, just followed along, trusting the machine to do the rest.
Click! Click! Click!
A series of shutter sounds, and a few seconds later, a strip of glossy photos slid out of the slot.
"Looks like they're done," Shuo said.
"Let me see!" Mayuri scrambled up, smoothing her skirt and snatching the photos from the tray.
She took one look—and burst out laughing, unable to hold it back.
Shuo peered over her shoulder, and his mood instantly soured. What the hell…?
It turned out the booth had a "beautification" filter, just like those phone apps—whitening skin, enlarging eyes, smoothing everything out. The effect on Mayuri was dazzling. On Shuo, however, it was pure comedy: his features exaggerated, his eyes cartoonishly huge.
Mayuri tried to stifle her giggles behind her hand, but failed spectacularly. "Pfft… ahahahaha…"
Shuo watched her laugh, torn between embarrassment and amusement. He'd never seen her so unguarded—her usual composure replaced by genuine delight.
He couldn't help but tease, "Well, well, I didn't know you could laugh like that, Mayuri. This side of you is a pleasant surprise."
She stopped abruptly, cheeks flushed, and covered her face. Then, regaining her dignity, she huffed and crossed her arms. "Hmph. Sorry to disappoint you—I'm not always as expressionless as you think."
So the golden-haired tsundere rears her head again, Shuo thought, fighting a grin. That pout—way too cute.
Unable to resist, he gave her a playful squeeze on the rear.
Mayuri reacted instantly, slapping his hand away and glaring, cheeks blazing. "Pervert!"
Shuo leaned in, voice low and teasing. "If you think that's bad, just wait—your adorable Mayuri-chan can handle much worse. Want to give it a try?"
Mayuri's blush deepened. She stomped on his foot, her eyes fierce but still soft. "Ow, ow—okay, okay, I surrender! I was just kidding. But you're especially cute today, Mayuri."
Shuo feigned pain, but his smile was impossible to hide.
Mayuri's face was now scarlet. She could barely keep up with Shuo's shameless antics. If this kept up, he'd get arrested for sure!
No, that wouldn't do. As his girlfriend, she had a responsibility to help him mend his ways.
The thought settled in her mind: when they got home, she'd start drafting a "Shuo Rehabilitation Plan." She was determined to set him straight.
But for now… their date came first.
When they stepped out of the arcade, Mayuri's pink bag was adorned with a new angel plush charm.
"So, where to next?" Shuo asked, glancing at her with a smile.
This time, Mayuri didn't hesitate. She took his hand and pulled him along, eyes scanning the street.
"Come with me. There's something I want to see."
"What is it? A movie?"
"Not a movie. Something else. There—found it!"
She stopped in front of a shop. Shuo blinked, taking in the rows of costumes through the window. It was a cosplay boutique—anime character outfits lined every wall.
"Wait—Mayuri, don't tell me you want to try cosplay?"
Mayuri shot him a look, cheeks pink. "It's not like that…"
She couldn't quite explain her real reason, so she just dragged him inside.
Once in, Mayuri began scanning the racks, searching for something specific. It didn't take long.
"Found it!" she called, holding up her prize.
Shuo looked closer. It was a classic female student's uniform—neat, cute, and unmistakably anime-inspired.
He was genuinely surprised. Mayuri, into this kind of thing?
She checked the size, nodded, and disappeared into the changing room, locking the door behind her—no chance for Shuo to play bodyguard like he had with Kurumi.
A few minutes later, the door opened.
Mayuri stepped out, twirling in the high school girl's uniform, skirt flaring around her legs.
"How do I look, Shuo-kun?"
Shuo's eyes lit up. "You look amazing! Whether it's your usual white uniform or this one, you're always adorable—and impossible to ignore."
Mayuri smiled, a hint of pride in her eyes. Then she ducked back into the changing room, swapped back into her own clothes, and reemerged.
"Huh? Why not wear it for the rest of our date? Seems like a waste."
Mayuri's pink eyes glinted mischievously. She handed the uniform to Shuo.
"This is for you."
He accepted the bundle, feeling the lingering warmth and subtle scent of Mayuri's skin. He swallowed, mind racing.
This is Mayuri's uniform, this is Mayuri's uniform, I am not a pervert…
"Well, if you like it, let's go pay for it!"
But Mayuri shook her head, lips quirking up.
"Nope. I want you to try it on too."
"…"
"Wait—what?! Mayuri, did you just say… you want me to wear it?!"
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