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Chapter 4: Un, Deux, Ma Chérie
“Bonjour, mon ami! Ah! Tres belle!
Chibiru greeted the two in French, sporting a warm smile. She was clad in a black French-styled dress sporting gently puffed sleeves with a white Victorian-like collar fringed with black frills and adorned with a black bow and four small buttons. Long sleeves ending in a bell-shaped opening decorated with frills swathed her thin arms, and a long billowing skirt possessing two layers of thick frills pooled just below her knees covered by white stockings. Her shoes consisted of black mary janes and her gloves of cheap white silk. Resting on the right side of her head to top it all off was an endearing black and white bow. The outfit provided her with a mature-like air, and suited her quite well overall. “And might I add your outfits complement each other’s perfectly~”
Junko shifted little out of shyness at the compliment while Ryoko merely nodded in acknowledgement. “Aoi-san’s and Yukimura-san’s as well.”
The pastel-haired girl looked almost a little taken a back at the returned compliment, but she flashed a soft smile and leaned against the now blushing Hanako.
“Merci Beaucoup~” She giggled. A slight inclination of her sweet voice on the last syllable provided a playful edge. It did not fail to slightly darken the shade of Hanako’s faint blush.
A white Victorian dress consisting of a complex lace-up corset with short ruffled sleeves and a long heavily pleated half-transparent skirt was Hanako’s outfit. Long white boots adorned with large blue ribbons and laces veiled her legs while lengthy white gloves tied at the wrist with thin blue ribbons veiled her pale arms. Her long white pigtails were fastened up by frilled blue ribbons with tails that brushed her blush-suffused cheeks. She wore the beautiful outfit quite elegantly – even more so due to her tall stature. Both girls were absolutely radiant in their dresses, and Juno and Ryoko began to ponder briefly if they should have chosen something classier to wear. Although, other than Lolita outfits, what did they possess that fit that criteria?
“We go to the restaurant now, oui? I think you will like it~ Hanako-sama and I often dine there regularly.” Chibiru squeezed the taller girl’s arm as she spoke, the late evening breeze catching her pastel hair and haloing the wavy pigtails around her head. Junko found herself almost entranced at the angelic sight of the French-speaking girl. Ryoko merely tugged Junko a little closer with faint ferocity and nodded silently in response, receiving a warm smile.
Through the crowded streets the four girls now glided, Chibiru rambling softly in French occasionally. Junko had shifted to clutching onto Ryoko’s arm as they crossed the street which Ryoko responded too by walking a bit closer. The younger girl did not seem to pull away at this, which relieved the older girl slightly.
The pastel-haired girl would pause mid-speech sometimes as they continued to walk to cast a cheerful smile back at them before resuming conversing with Hanako. It was almost a little odd, the two other girls decided, for it occurred quite frequently. ‘So far so good. Perhaps the tension sorted itself out?’ Another pause ensued another smile back at the two girls. ‘Non, non. Ce n’est pas ca. Not yet. Maybe soon…’
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Ohayou Gozaimasu
Romansa(Good morning) [Yuri] It has been exactly three and a half weeks since Inumori Ryoko and Kurokiri Junko have run away from home. Exactly three and a half weeks since they had forged that one unbreakable promise. No parents, no school, no expectation...
