Haikyuu: Reborn in Karasuno

Hayato always considered himself brave, but standing in front of the lingerie store with Kiyoko-nee—her face flushed, gripping his sleeve—he couldn't help but feel that she was much bolder than him. Since Kiyoko-nee was so proactive, it would be unmanly of him to act timid.

With a determined smile, Hayato took Kiyoko-nee's hand that was clutching his sleeve, and without further hesitation, he strode into the store.

As soon as they entered, their presence caught the attention of everyone inside. Whether they were young girls or older women, all eyes immediately shifted to Hayato. Kiyoko-nee, still hiding shyly behind him, would have run out if it weren't for the protective shield he provided.

"He's so handsome," someone whispered.

"His fashion sense is on point."

"He's so tall—must be over 185 cm."

"Is that his girlfriend?"

"Really? He has a girlfriend?"

"Ah, what a pity."

"Exactly, I'm so envious."

Familiar murmurs filled the air. Hayato had grown used to the attention by now, but today was different—today, he had a more pressing concern. He didn't know Kiyoko-nee's measurements.

"Um, Kiyoko-nee, I don't know your size."

He leaned in close, whispering in her ear, his face turning slightly red from the intimacy. Kiyoko-nee's ears and cheeks flushed crimson, making her look adorably shy.

She discreetly shielded her mouth with her hand and murmured her measurements:

"B92 W71 H93... It's a D."

Hayato was taken aback. He hadn't realized just how well-endowed Kiyoko-nee was.

The customers nearby couldn't help but overhear, and the awkwardness between Hayato and Kiyoko-nee quickly turned into something comically embarrassing, with everyone else effectively witnessing their "dog food" moment.

Ignoring the curious stares, Hayato and Kiyoko-nee made their way to the D-cup section.

"How about this one? And this one... Oh, and this one is also cute!"

Hayato, acting surprisingly bold in the moment, grabbed three sets and handed them to Kiyoko-nee. The sets were stylish—one was a white and cyan color-blocked three-quarters cup bra with a floral pattern and rhinestone ribbon in the center; another was a pure white lace-trimmed full-cup bra; and the last was a daring black short tank top with a floral lace design, complete with a cut-out hem.

Looking at the bras, Kiyoko-nee felt a mix of shyness and curiosity. "Hayato… how can you not be shy at all?"

Her voice was barely a whisper, soft and filled with disbelief. If Hayato hadn't been paying close attention, he might have missed it.

"I am shy, Kiyoko-nee, but since you've mustered up the courage, how can I back down?" Hayato responded, flashing her a teasing smile. "Besides, once I pick them, we can—well, later... right?"

Kiyoko-nee was simultaneously embarrassed and frustrated, and before she could retort, she reached up and grabbed Hayato's ear. Hayato, with both hands still holding the bras, immediately bent down in submission.

"Ow, ow, ow, I was wrong, Kiyoko-nee."

"That's more like it. If you dare say that again, I'll pull your ear off."

Kiyoko-nee didn't use much force, letting go almost immediately, but Hayato's other ear was still a little red from the playful punishment.

Kiyoko-nee, looking at the bras, suddenly grabbed Hayato's arm and pulled him toward the fitting rooms.

"Uh, Kiyoko-nee, are you changing now?"

"How else would I know if they fit? Silly, don't talk to me!"

Kiyoko-nee's playful tone was a far cry from her usual shy demeanor. Hayato couldn't help but smile, feeling like he was on top of the world today.

A faint voice came from the fitting room a few moments later.

"I've changed."

"Kiyoko-nee, did you just say something?"

Hayato had his back turned, standing guard as usual, and hadn't quite caught what Kiyoko-nee said.

She didn't respond right away. Just as Hayato was about to ask again, a hand—pale and smooth—reached out from the curtain, grabbing his arm and pulling him inside.

Hayato, startled, stumbled forward and ended up inside the fitting room. His eyes went wide as he caught sight of Kiyoko-nee.

Her face was flushed. One hand held his arm while the other shielded her chest, though it didn't do much to hide the fullness of her figure, made even more prominent by the light blue-and-white garment she was wearing. The rhinestone at the center sparkled, and the lace trim only added to the allure.

Looking further down, Hayato saw her toned abdomen, hinting at faint abs, and the matching bottoms that flattered her legs.

"Don't stare like that!" Kiyoko-nee's voice was both shy and flustered. "How… how does it look? Does it suit me?"

Hayato's brain momentarily shut down. His eyes couldn't stop scanning every detail of her appearance. His heart pounded.

For a long, painful minute, they stood in silence. Finally, Hayato managed to rasp out:

"Very… cough cough, very suitable."

He coughed to mask his hoarse voice, realizing just how much of a mess he was becoming.

Kiyoko-nee, her face even redder, nodded, her voice quieter now. "Then that's good. I'm going to change into the next set. You should go out quickly."

Before Hayato could respond, Kiyoko-nee pushed him out of the fitting room. But as she did, his eyes unintentionally caught a glimpse of her. He quickly turned away, covering his nose with his hand as he felt something—well, more than one thing—rising.

Outside, he fumbled for a handkerchief, trying to regain his composure. Several women who had witnessed the scene quietly chuckled to themselves. They knew exactly why Hayato was flustered.

'This is really embarrassing,' Hayato thought, silently berating himself as he stood guard for Kiyoko-nee.

A while later, the curtain finally opened, and Kiyoko-nee emerged, now dressed in her regular clothes. She looked relieved.

"They all fit well, but the prices... Let's just buy one set."

Hayato wasn't having any of it. "No way. They all fit perfectly, so we're buying all of them."

Kiyoko-nee hesitated, but Hayato leaned in and whispered in her ear, "You'll definitely use them later."

With a defeated sigh, Kiyoko-nee allowed him to pull her toward the counter. They paid for all three sets.

The moment they stepped out of the store, they both exhaled in unison, laughing at the absurdity of it all.

"Well, that was an unexpected event, but it didn't take too long. Let's go eat now, Kiyoko-nee."

Hayato smiled gently as he took Kiyoko-nee's hand. She nodded, and with fingers intertwined, they made their way to the sushi restaurant, both feeling the hunger that had built up from all the excitement.

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