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She was obviously not like this when I saw her yesterday. Sayuri thought a little disappointedly, is it possible that she didn't do well enough?

"Oh, sorry. I got distracted."

When Joan of Arc heard Sayuri calling her, she came back to her senses immediately. She did not notice Sayuri's micro-expression. After seeing that Sayuri had finished lunch, she naturally picked up Sayuri's bowl and chopsticks and took them to the basin to wash them.

"I can just do it myself."

Sayuri felt a little embarrassed when she saw Jeanne taking the initiative to help her clean up the dishes. As a housewife, these tasks should actually be done by Sayuri herself.

"It's okay, I'll do it. Mrs. Sawamura is a guest after all."

Jeanne stopped Sayuri who was trying to stand up.

Sayuri saw Jeanne taking away her bowl and chopsticks and nodded affirmatively. As expected, my first impression was right, Jeanne was a good kid.

"Were you in a daze just now, Jeanne-chan?"

Sayuri asked Jeanne with a smile as she looked at her back while she was washing dishes.

"Sauce?"

Jeanne got goosebumps when Sayuri addressed her. She turned around and looked at Sayuri with surprise. No one had ever addressed her like that before, and she was not used to such an intimate address.

"That's right, Jeanne-chan. After all, you're not much older than Kyousuke, and you're my junior."

Sayuri patted her chest and said this proudly, but Jeanne had no idea what she was so proud of.

Joan of Arc knew that she was not good at dealing with such a self-familiar person, so she turned back and continued to wash the dishes without saying another word. Joan of Arc secretly vowed not to say a word to Sayuri unless it was necessary, otherwise the other party would definitely take advantage of the situation to climb up. Joan of Arc had seen too many such people since she came to the world. Because of her exquisite appearance, Joan of Arc often encountered people who took the initiative to approach her on the street, and both boys and girls. For such people, Joan of Arc would say a few words at first, but every time Joan of Arc replied, the other party would stick to her and start talking to her tirelessly. Most of these people did not have bad intentions, they just wanted to make friends with Joan of Arc. Those guys with bad intentions were severely punished by Joan of Arc, but those who were simply self-familiar, Joan of Arc had no better way, and could only listen to the other party chattering there with an embarrassed face. When the other party stopped talking because of dry mouth, Joan of Arc would politely refuse the other party.

But this is too time-consuming. So after several experiences, Joan of Arc's method of dealing with such people is to turn a blind eye. This can indeed reduce a lot of trouble, but it also makes Joan of Arc look a little cold, but she herself does not mind it very much. Anyway, in Joan of Arc's own opinion, she is...

"Jeanne-chan. Hey, Jeanne-chan. Tell me, were you just daydreaming just now?"

Sayuri kept poking Jeanne's waist and asking the same question over and over again with an innocent look on her face.

I should have gone back to my room to take a nap.

Jeanne thought helplessly, she really didn't expect that the store manager's elders would be so annoying.

"...Yes, I was in a daze."

Jeanne was really fed up with the other person's buzzing feeling, so she said in self-abandonment.

"why?"

"Maybe there's nothing to do..."

"What about later? After you finish washing the dishes or just sit there and stare blankly?"

"I guess so..."

"Oh... So Jeanne-chan is lonely."

Where did you come to this conclusion?

After washing the last bowl, she found that Sayuri suddenly stopped talking. She looked back and found that Sayuri was looking at her with shining eyes.

"that?"

Joan of Arc felt a little uneasy when Sayuri looked at her, as she had no idea what tricks the other party was going to use.

"Well……"

Sayuri was very proud to see that Joan of Arc had taken the bait. She curled the corners of her mouth and clapped her hands on the table.

The "bang" startled Jeanne and she almost dropped the plate in her hand. But Sayuri was not much better, she squatted on the ground, covering her red hands with tears of pain, and kept blowing air into her palms with her little mouth.

“It hurts~…”

Are you here to be funny?

Joan of Arc's behavior towards Sayuri was really both infuriating and funny.

But Sayuri is still Sayuri after all, she quickly stood up as if nothing had happened and said to Jeanne: "Jeanne-chan! Let's go out and play!"

"Clam?"

Jeanne didn't follow Sayuri's train of thought and was a little slow to react, but as a shrewd and capable saint, Jeanne immediately adjusted herself and hid her inappropriate reaction. She said to Sayuri with a formulaic expression and a little regret: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Sawamura. I still have to look after the store."

"Isn't it closed at this hour? You'll just be sitting there daydreaming if you stay in the store, why don't you go out for a walk? I'm thinking of going out for a walk, so why don't you come with me?"

"But maybe someone will come for an interview..."

"You're thinking too much. Just hang a sign on the door. It won't take much time."

"but……"

"Go ahead, go ahead."

"Wait, stop pulling my sleeve!"

"go! go!"

Sayuri grabbed Joan of Arc's clothes and dragged her out of the bar. Her face was full of excitement and she seemed to feel very accomplished in getting Joan of Arc out.

Joan of Arc's weak words, "At least let me change my clothes first," were completely ignored by Sayuri.

PS1: Sore throat + dizziness = cold sign + right hand cramp = sickness. Congratulations to Mi-chan for getting a new attribute... No way! Why did it become like this! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Mi Jiang, who is already in an extreme sub-healthy state, reminds everyone to take good care of their health during the transition from spring to summer.

PS2: I recommend a book written by a member of the book club, the title is "My Boss White-haired Nun", a fan fiction of Honkai Impact 3, if you are interested, you can go and have a look. By the way, this author is very popular in the group, everyone can tease him as you like (funny).

Introduction: Moshi Moshi, Green One? Wait, don't hang up, don't hang up. Can you transfer me back to my destiny? I dismantled the shield of the heavy-duty bunny and Bronya is chasing me! What? Don't care? Then I divided the magnetic shovel and Mei is chasing me, you should at least take care of it, right? What? My own business? Hello? Hello? ! Kiana! I really don't have an affair with the squad leader, you have to believe me!

Chapter 8 Mordred: It was obviously me first!

"Hey, so what kind of going out is this? What's the point of this?"

Jeanne felt helpless watching Sayuri, who was enthusiastically choosing clothes for herself. It wasn't that she was dissatisfied with Sayuri's selection of clothes, but she felt helpless about the place Sayuri chose. They were in the shopping mall below the bar.

Why make such a fuss about just taking the elevator down a few floors? I thought you were going to take me someplace far from the bar.

"Of course it does make sense." Although Sayuri was answering Jeanne's words, her eyes were already looking around at the clothes in the store. "Jeanne is so beautiful that she is a natural clothes hanger. How can I say that changing clothes for Jeanne is meaningless~"

Jeanne noticed that Sayuri's eyes were no longer focused on anything other than the clothes. She sighed and said to Sayuri, "That's not what I meant. Besides, I actually have clothes. There's no need for you to do this..."

"But Jeanne-chan, you don't normally wear these except for work clothes, do you?"

Sayuri finally took her eyes off the clothes, and she turned around and put her index finger on Jeanne's nose with an expression that said, "I've seen through everything." Jeanne took a step back because of the other party's amazing momentum.

"…How did you know that?"

"Because Jeanne-chan is so easy to understand. And I can also guess that Jeanne-chan's clothes are probably mostly shirts."

Joan of Arc nodded subconsciously at Sayuri's guess, and then she realized that she had exposed herself.

"I knew it." Sayuri shook her finger with the expression of an experienced person and said, "So Jeanne-chan, just stay here and get dressed, and leave everything to me, your sister. I will definitely dress Jeanne-chan up carefully, and I will definitely dress you up beautifully. It's a pity that although Eriri is very cute, her figure is really regrettable even though I have seen it myself. Although as a mother, I have no right to say anything about her, after all, I am also petite. Even Mo-chan is the same, although it is better than Eriri, it is still a pity in terms of breast volume. Obviously her mother's cup size... well... I don't know who the child looks like."

"It's really great to have Jeanne chan this time, it must be a gift from God. So I finally got to try out these clothes that highlight my figure. Hmm... this dress is nice... so is this short-sleeved shirt... ah, and this one... they are all really beautiful, Jeanne chan will definitely look adorable in them, I think I'd like to let Jeanne chan try them all on... or why not just try them all~ hehehe~"

Sayuri was holding a pink bubble skirt in her hand, her eyes were shining with the same green light as the wolf, and crystal liquid was flowing from her mouth.

I think you should wipe the saliva from your mouth, it's about to drip onto your clothes.

Jeanne now had nothing to say except lamenting that she had met the wrong person. She knew that she had no way to stop Sayuri from treating her like a doll. Facing Sayuri, who had become a nymphomaniac, Jeanne could only cooperate with her and let her enthusiasm slowly fade away.

Unfortunately, ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel. Sayuri tried almost all the clothes in the store on Jeanne (even men's clothes), but still felt it was not enough, so Sayuri dragged Jeanne to the next store.

Joan of Arc, who left with Sayuri, recalled the look in the shop assistant's eyes when she saw them off. She felt that the look the shop assistant gave her and her was different from the look she gave other customers. If Sayuri had not bought a few pieces of clothing in the end, Joan of Arc believed that the clerk would have used force to drive them out.

This scene was repeated many times, because Jeanne's tall and plump figure was almost perfect. Maybe she couldn't compare with Minamoto no Raikou or Altria in cup size, but her perfect body proportions allowed her to adapt to most clothes, and she could show her charm no matter what clothes she wore. With such a perfect model, Sayuri became very interested in trying different kinds of clothes on Jeanne, and even fell into a state of obsession. She kept letting Jeanne try all kinds of clothes, as if she really treated Jeanne as a Barbie doll with changeable clothes.

If it wasn't for the fact that both of them had no more clothes to take (Joan of Arc could actually take a lot, but she was very sensible and didn't say it), Joan of Arc had reason to believe that Sayuri would definitely continue trying.

After finishing shopping and trying on clothes, the two sat on the street seats of Starbucks on the first floor of the mall, looking at the passers-by and vehicles boredly. The clothes they bought almost filled the space around them.

Sayuri took a deep sip of the iced coffee in her hand, and the entire plastic cup was deformed. After swallowing the coffee in her mouth, Sayuri put down the cup in her hand contentedly and burped quietly without being very graceful.

"Burp~ So cool, so cool. It's really enjoyable to go shopping. I finally understand what Jianao meant when she said that women are born to shop. It's really a pleasure~"

Sayuri leaned her two feet on a chair full of clothing bags at the side in an ungraceful manner, acting extremely relaxed, while opposite her was Joan of Arc who sat on the other side with a serious look.

"I'll pay for it."

Jeanne looked at the clothes around her and felt a little uncomfortable. She was not used to the other party being so nice to her. These clothes were not cheap, and her savings were definitely not enough. Jeanne planned to ask the store manager for part of her salary in advance, but she didn't know if that guy would agree. If she had known this would happen, she would have been gentler to him before. Now she was embarrassed to ask him for money.

After finishing her coffee, Sayuri started to chew the ice in her cup. She chewed the ice in her mouth and said to Jeanne in a vague voice, "It's okay. These clothes are all given to you by me. You don't have to pay me. And these clothes are bought according to Jeanne's size. Neither me nor my daughter can wear them."

"But..."

"It's okay, it's okay. Jeanne took good care of me last night and this morning, so just consider it as my return gift. And I'm happy to say it."

"But I didn't do anything... This return gift is too expensive."

Joan of Arc felt that she had only helped Sayuri change her clothes last night, and today she had only washed the dishes for her after she finished her meal, and she had not done anything else.

"Jeanne-chan is a really good kid. It's okay. This is all my own money and I don't have much to spend. So it's totally fine."

"If Jeanne-chan really feels bad, then wear these clothes and go out more often. Otherwise, it would be a waste of Jeanne-chan's good looks. Remember to take more pictures for me when you wear these clothes. It's a pity that I didn't take out my camera today. It's a pity to only see such a beautiful Jeanne-chan for a few seconds."

Sayuri saw that Jeanne was still a little hesitant, and she was secretly proud of herself. She smiled with the shape of an "ω" on her mouth like a cat whose plan had succeeded.

"that..."

Joan of Arc had never expected Sayuri to bring this up. You know, there are a lot of embarrassing clothes here, such as a backless dress that makes Joan of Arc blush just thinking about it. Not to mention that there are some more outrageous ones than this one.

"...Too shy to say."

Joan of Arc blushed and held it in for a long time before she whispered this sentence.

"Oh... I can't help it! Jeanne-chan is just too cute!!"

Sayuri, who was not touched by Jeanne, jumped over the table and threw herself on Jeanne. She rubbed her face against Jeanne's cheek and said affectionately, "You feel so good. The more I see Jeanne, the more I like you. Why don't you just live in my house..."

"Well, that's too close..."

Joan of Arc simply couldn't adapt to Sayuri's behavior. She felt like she was being treated as a cute little puppy or a homeless one.

"Bang..."

The sound of a heavy object hitting the ground not far away caught Sayuri's attention. She put Joan of Arc down with a little regret and looked back curiously, and found that Mordred was looking at her with a desperate look.

"Why? It's the same face, why can't I do it?!"