After saying goodbye to Tamashiro Michiyo, who doesn't know anything but "meow" for the time being, Mamoru Suzuki returns home.

In the afternoon, there was nothing to do, that is, before Yuko got home, she washed the dishes in the sink and put the rice in the rice cooker.

Wait until the evening Yuko comes back and has dinner.

"Mamoru Komoru ." Yuko stopped him.

"Hmm." Mamoru Suzuki said he heard it.

"School uniforms."

"School uniforms?" Mamoru Suzuki repeated, glancing at Yuko suspiciously, "Say it, in the room." ”

It's just that before he finished speaking, he noticed that Yuko looked at him with a little...

“... What's wrong? "Hesitation," Mamoru Suzuki asked.

"Don't you wear it for your mother?" Yuko blinked, and the light in her eyes was called "anticipation".

“......”

"Can't you?"

"I'll see it sooner or later..."When I get a new dress, I have to show off my mother... Mamoru Suzuki felt a little ashamed of this kind of behavior.

"Go, go, mom wants to see it now." Yuko urged him.

... But since it was Yuko's request, it seems that there is no way.

"Okay." Mamoru Suzuki deserves to be a little helpless.

Makino High School's spring suit, a white shirt, a jacket is a navy blue two-button suit with gray buttons, a green tie, and a pair of suit pants that are also navy blue.

As for summer and winter clothes, there is not much difference overall, summer clothes have no jackets, shirts are short-sleeved, winter clothes are thicker fabrics, and the version is slightly fine-tuned.

Mamoru Suzuki just went back to his room to try on his spring clothes, and then came to Yuko.

"Xiao Shou is really handsome, and it fits very well."

Mamoru Suzuki is pulled in front of the mirror by Yuko and forced to look at himself in the mirror with her. Good-looking people look good no matter what they wear, Mamoru Suzuki does not deny this. It's just that...

"Okay, right?" He tugged at his tie.

"Shy?"

"Nope."

"Then why are you in a hurry to take it off?"

“... It's nothing. ”

Yuko stared at him and laughed, "Xiao Shou is definitely shy like this, right?" ”

"Nope."

"It's really strange that Mamoru is shy."

“... I said no. Mamoru Suzuki didn't admit it.

Yuko didn't believe it.

"Alright." Mamoru Suzuki diverted the topic a little stiffly, "Yu... Mother-sama. ”

"Huh?"

"What do you think of kendo?" Mamoru Suzuki asked suddenly.

"Kendo? What kendo? It was so stiff that Yuko didn't react, and the smile on her lips hadn't gone away.

"It's—" Mamoru Suzuki was about to explain, but soon Yuko remembered it.

"Did you say you were going to exercise yesterday?"

"Yes." Mamoru Suzuki nodded, "What do you think?" ”

“... Is Mamoru actually serious? ”

"Naturally, seriously."

In Mamoru Suzuki's confirmation, Yuko stared at Mamoru Suzuki's reflection in the mirror, thought about it seriously, and said after a while, "Speaking of kendo, how do I remember the time before..."

"You think kendo is very handsome, and you can also exercise, so you dragged me to enroll in a kendo experience class and studied it for a week." Mamoru Suzuki calmly finished adding the second half of Yuko's words.

"Eh, I see, no wonder it feels familiar."

Yuko did want to play one out at times, and that's how it was at the time.

And a week later, Mamoru Suzuki, who had no interest in kendo, certainly never went again.

And his kendo is at the level of an "entry-level audience" where "you can see that Tamaki Michiyo is obviously more powerful than that Rinka, but I can't answer at all how powerful it is".

"Why do you think about kendo again?" Yuko, who remembered what had happened before, looked at Suzuki several times curiously.

"Nothing."

If there are two reasons, there are actually two main reasons.

On the one hand, the phrase "the sword can't be wielded"... Yes, I care a little, but it's not the main thing.

The main thing is that on the other hand, Mamoru Suzuki felt that this was an opportunity to get close and further observe Tamashiro Michiyo. And of course it's good to be successful, but if you can't succeed, it's really like exercising.

As for the "Rinka" who said that he deliberately approached the three thousand generations of Tamaki... She's right, Mamoru Suzuki does have a purpose, and it's not wrong to use the word "deliberately". It's just that the reason is not because of the "charm of Tamaki Michiyo", but because of "observation".

Of course, her opinion is good, and Mamoru Suzuki doesn't care very much.

"If Xiao Shou wants to, of course it's no problem."

After Yuko's gaze swept over Mamoru Suzuki a few times, she still didn't know what Mamoru Suzuki thought, but as for Mamoru Suzuki's wishes, she always took the attitude that as long as he was willing, this time it was still the same.

"That's... Are you looking for a kendo gym? ”

Mamoru Suzuki thought for a moment: "I don't need it for the time being." ”

"Okay." Yuko doesn't have much of an opinion.

"Well, then I'll go up and change my clothes first."

"Wait."

Yuko suddenly stopped Mamoru Suzuki, who had turned around.

"What's wrong?"

Yuko remembered one thing: "When Xiao Shou was in the kendo hall, he should have bought a kendo uniform, right?" Is it still there? ”

"This... It seems like? Mamoru Suzuki doesn't remember much.

......

After Mamoru Suzuki and Yuko rummaged through the wardrobe together, they did find the original kendo uniform that Mamoru Suzuki had at the beginning.

Unfortunately, this kendo suit, which had only been used for a week, has now lost its purpose as clothing.

"It's still too small." Yuko held her kendo suit and gestured to Mamoru Suzuki in front of her.

"Definitely." Mamoru Suzuki said, "I was only in the second grade of junior high school. ”

"It's been more than two years..."

"Hmm."

"It's fast. Mamoru has grown a lot taller, too. ”

Yuko sighed, put down the kendo suit in her hand, and gestured with her hand to Mamoru Suzuki's height, he was now a head taller than her.

"I'm taller than my mother."

Mamoru Suzuki smiled: "It's already a sophomore year of high school." ”

"What do you mean? Want to say you're no longer a child? ”

“... I didn't want to say that, but it's not, right? ”

"Then this can't be ignored." Yuko laughed too, deliberately rubbing Mamoru Suzuki's head with her hands, and rubbing his hair into a mess again.

“... Okay. ”

Mamoru Suzuki was helpless, and after Yuko let go, he grabbed his hair and tidied it up.

"But speaking of which..."Yuko was a little worried again, "Komori has taken a year off from school, can he still keep up with his studies?" ”

"It shouldn't be a problem." Mamoru Suzuki thought for a moment and said to Yuko, "Although I was in the hospital before, I haven't completely given up on my homework, and my classmates have been lending me notes." ”

Yuko stared at Mamoru Suzuki's face and suddenly snorted.

"What?" Mamoru Suzuki wondered.

Yuko covered her mouth: "Xiao Shou is really attracting bees and butterflies... I remember that in the beginning, many girls came to visit you in the hospital and lent you notes. ”

"......" Mamoru Suzuki turned his face and scratched his hair, "It's not something I can control, is it?" ”

"But after a year, in the end, there is only one girl left..."

“......”

“......”

After a moment of silence, the topic could not be extended, and that was the end of it.

"Alright." Yuko took a step back, "Then mom is back in the room." ”

"Hmm."

"Good night."

"Good night... Now that you're already at work, go to bed early. ”

"I know, I know, Xiao Shou is really verbose."

“......”