Capítulo 961: I Want to Marry You
"Whether you want to thank me or not, that's my concern. Whether you want to accept it or not, that's yours."
Staring at her seriously, Shinichi waved his hand and smiled dominantly.
"By the way, I owe you a lot, and I can't settle it just by talking... Don't worry, Kashima-san, in the future, as many photos of Fumino as you want, I'll share them with you with her consent. It's okay if you want to hold an exhibition of Fumino's photos!"
"What."
After hearing his words, Kashima, feeling confused for no reason, quickly regained her composure.
"Asada-kun, you're really... Princess Furuhashi might feel utterly helpless when she hears this."
"Um, if possible, I don't want to do this to Fumino." Shinichi glanced at Kashima with a reproachful tone, exhaling again.
"Who said you don't want my selfies? Even wearing women's clothes is fine. As long as I donate this petite body, a world where no one gets hurt will be complete..."
"Hah? Women's clothes?"
Kashima was intrigued. Her eyes narrowed slightly at the prospect, and a mischievous smile crept into her eyes.
"I'm very interested in this. Why don't you give me a photo of you wearing women's clothes next time? If you take a dozen photos, no matter how much help you need, you can cancel it all at once."
"Haha, maybe next time." Shinichi spoke casually, of course not agreeing and quickly changing the subject of conversation.
"Well, I must thank you very much for what happened today. You not only handed over this place to me, but you also helped me lure them away and hide their plans until now..."
"Pftt!"
For some reason, Kashima burst into laughter.
"What's so funny?" Shinichi looked puzzled and saw her turning her body, her shoulders and short hair trembling slightly, trying to hold back the urge to laugh.
"Did I say something funny? Or is there something odd about my clothes?" Shinichi pondered, still not knowing why the other party suddenly suppressed laughter at this moment.
After taking a deep breath behind the fan, Kashima slowly turned around and faced him gracefully.
"Sorry... various things."
"Huh? What are you talking about..."
"It's time to count."
Without giving him time to ask, Kashima stepped towards the door and opened the tightly closed back door of the classroom.
As she said, within five seconds, a head of pink appeared through the door.
"Ah hello~ Are you here, Asada-kun? Chika, I'm here to answer your call~"
Kashima blocked the door and didn't let her see Shinichi inside the room. Instead, she immediately put away her fan and showed a polite smile.
"Asada-kun is inside, Fujiwara-senpai, please come with me first."
"Eh? Where are you going~"
While taking the bewildered Chika, Kashima headed to the dressing room, pressing her earpiece.
"Start getting ready."
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Shinichi stood at the end of the red carpet, nervously adjusting his tie and breathing slowly.
Near him was a tall wooden platform. Usually, the priest would stand behind and say a prayer so the couple could make a statement about sharing joys and sorrows in the future, and watch them kiss up close.
Of course, there were second-year Class B students responsible for acting as priests. The student must not be single. Otherwise, if he often saw scenes like this, he would easily become mentally imbalanced.
Although many people in the class knew about his affairs, Shinichi still didn't let anyone witness his confession to the girls.
After a while, the venue would be empty except for him, leaving only Kashima as the photographer responsible for capturing the memorable moment.
"It seems I haven't forgotten anything..." Just like a real groom about to get married, he wiped a little sweat from his forehead and checked all the details for the first time.
His attire was perfect, what he wanted to convey was arranged, the photographer was ready, the possibility of accidents was considered, and nine contingency measures were taken...
"Where's the ring?"
He quickly took out a small square box from his pocket, opened it, and looked at the silver ring embedded inside.
Although its appearance was not gorgeous, it was the most suitable style for a teenage girl, with small diamond embellishments beautifully carved on it, and the inner edge engraved with cursive "Shinichi x Chika."
For this "wedding." Shinichi prepared engagement rings for everyone as well as bridal gowns.
Although the diamond caratage was not high, the rings were handcrafted by the best manufacturer after careful inspection. The price of each one was not cheap, let alone several times its price.
And on the actual wedding day, he would definitely choose a new engagement ring for his wife according to the highest standards.
Its price at that time might be ten times or even dozens of times higher than now. In preparation for that day, Shinichi would start working hard from his second year of high school to earn his own capital and strengthen his own foundation.
The reason for his advancement was very simple: women.
As long as he could spend his life happily with those girls, and if possible, have his children form more than one baseball team, Shinichi could do anything and create what was called a world of miracles with his own hands.
He was always like this.
—Those who work tirelessly will be surrounded by miracles.
"There's nothing wrong with that ring... But why do I have this uneasy feeling in my heart?"
Putting the ring back in his pocket, Shinichi held his chin and thought carefully.
From the past to the present, this intuition had saved him many times, and of course, he wouldn't foolishly ignore something when he felt something was amiss.
But now everything was ready, and all he 0needed was luck. What factor would affect his confession plan?
As he pondered deeply, the dressing room door opened, and the girl went to the makeup artist's table to have her simple makeup done.
Although the Class B makeup artist was the daughter of a world-famous cosmetics company, her natural skills were not as good as those of a professional wedding makeup artist, so it took a little longer than Shinichi.
Although the venue was small, there was still a handmade wooden door installed at the starting point of the red carpet.
Shinichi observed the movement, and immediately forgot his doubts, looking towards the wooden door and smiling faintly.
"Just a moment."
Kashima walked out of the door, approached the camera, and switched to photography mode, then quickly stood in front of the door, placing her hand on the doorknob.
"Then, the bride enters~"
She slowly opened the wooden door, and when there was enough space for one person to come out, she quickly returned behind the camera and carefully adjusted her lens.
That's why Shinichi felt he owed her a lot, because Kashima not only helped him prepare most of the things in the plan, but also had to travel back and forth as a photographer.
He wanted to "marry" several girls, so Kashima had to go back and forth several times. For such excessive requests, she could agree after complaining, and Shinichi himself was actually quite surprised.
Kashima is truly a good person... With beauty like hers, what more could be asked for?
Although their relationship had been rocky for a while, Shinichi now considered Kashima as his only female friend.
His girlfriend's friend was also his friend, which made for an interesting dynamic.
As his heart raced, Shinichi always diverted his attention with random thoughts.
But at this moment, after his mind fluctuated a bit, he quickly became calm and looked forward with a slight smile.
At the end of the red carpet, under the white light.
The upper body close to the body, and the lower body naturally flared from the waist to the skirt. A short mini wedding dress was worn on her body.
The delicate collarbones reflected light, and the deep neckline was filled with white gauze.
Her young red hair flowed behind her, and the previously black ribbon was covered by a white veil.
Since she didn't prepare any flowers, she walked out of the wooden door empty-handed, then stepped on the red carpet, placing her hands behind her back, tilting her head shyly, and smiling.
"Asada-kun, what are you doing?"
Seeing Chika, who was dozens of times more beautiful than usual, Shinichi stood at the end of the red carpet, smiling.
"I want to marry you, Chika."
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