"So, is this all we're doing today?" Akira said, looking at the finished products before him.
After a full day of effort from both of them, many decorative parts of the clothes were already complete.
It seemed that with Akira's help, this cosplay would be ready very quickly.
It probably wouldn't even need to wait until the end of the semester for the photoshoot, unlike in the original story.
Akira stretched, let out a big yawn, and turned to ask Wakana beside him, "Wakana, are you free tomorrow?"
"Eh? Is something the matter, Akira-kun?"
Wakana asked curiously.
Could it be that there was something else for the club activity?
Making clothes now wasn't as rushed as when he made Marin's first outfit.
After all, the time it took to make one outfit was almost counted in months.
Usually, being able to make one complete and beautiful outfit in a month was already good, especially since Wakana was a beginner who had just started making clothes for others.
The time and steps involved in making human clothes were much longer than making Hina doll clothes.
After all, Hina doll clothes were mostly Japanese-style uniforms, with not too many variations.
But now, making cosplay outfits for others, Wakana also had to analyze what fabric to use, what sewing method to employ, and the handling of different costumes also varied.
Akira wasn't telling Wakana about club matters.
Rather, he thought that if Marin and Shinju met only when they went to scout locations, there might not be enough time.
If he wasn't mistaken, in the original story, Wakana and Shinju had already met before scouting locations.
"It's not about the club, it's still about cosplay."
Akira paused and said, "Because Wakana, you've always used your phone for photos before, so you might not understand."
"There are many things to pay attention to when taking photos in a studio."
"Is that so? After all, it's my first time going."
Wakana showed a shy and timid smile.
"But it doesn't matter, this time we're using our camera to shoot!"
"So let's meet beforehand. After all, the costume maker and the photographer should communicate well."
Akira said nonchalantly.
"But Wakana's photos are all very beautiful."
Wakana's face flushed slightly, then he explained, "It's all because Kitagawa-san is beautiful. I don't have much photography experience yet."
Wakana seemed to have thought of something; it seemed he would be taking photos for Kitagawa-san from now on.
If that was the case, would his photography skills really be able to satisfy Kitagawa-san?
Would he always have to rely on Kitagawa-san to carry the quality of the photos?
Would he only be able to be a useless tool?
A spirit of not wanting to admit defeat rose in Wakana's heart, and he looked at Akira and asked, "Are Inui-san's photos all taken by Inui-san's sister?"
"They're all taken by Shinju."
Wakana hesitated for a moment, then bent down and shouted, "Akira-kun, please agree to one thing for me."
Akira was startled by Wakana's sudden action.
He wasn't sure what Wakana was thinking in his head.
After all, Akira only remembered that in the original story, Sajuna and Wakana had very smoothly and reasonably arranged to meet, and Wakana hadn't done anything extreme!
Akira looked at Wakana, who was bowing his head in front of him. What do you want to say!
Wakana maintained his posture and said to Akira, "Please, Akira-kun, agree to my matter with Inui-san's sister!"
"?"
A question mark appeared above Akira's head.
Do you even hear what you're saying, Wakana!
If I didn't know your character, I'd show you a thing or two!
Why do you always say things that cause misunderstandings!
"Akira-kun, if it's convenient, I'd like to talk to Inui-san's sister about photography, especially about using the camera."
Wakana paused after speaking, then looked up at Akira, his eyes full of determination.
Seeing that Wakana seemed about to say more, Akira patted Wakana's shoulder and said what he wanted to explain.
"You want to make Kitagawa-san look even better in photos!"
"I understand, Wakana."
Akira nodded as if in deep agreement, and stroked his chin.
"I'm also learning photography skills, after all, I also want to make Sajuna the cutest in the world."
Wakana's thoughts were hit, and his cheeks became even redder.
But he was too embarrassed to nod in agreement with Akira's point of view, so he just turned his head slightly and made a faint sound to express his support for Akira's opinion.
He wasn't sure if he was supporting making Kitagawa-san look even better in photos.
Or if it was about Sajuna being the cutest in the world.
"So, are you free tomorrow afternoon?"
Akira began to ask about Wakana's schedule.
"Yes! No problem at all."
Wakana answered excitedly.
His weekends were basically spent practicing Hina doll making and making cosplay costumes.
And even if guests came, his grandfather would entertain them.
As for friends, his only friends now were Akira-kun and Kitagawa-san.
Kashiwagi-kun and Murakami-kun hadn't reached the point of visiting each other's homes yet.
"Then let's meet somewhere close to Sajuna's house, Wakana, you don't mind, do you?"
Akira arranged, as he didn't want to spend a long time taking the train after they finished.
There was no need to consider a place close to all of them.
They probably wouldn't care about such things.
"That's fine, Akira-kun."
Wakana agreed.
"Then, see you tomorrow."
Akira said goodbye.
"See you tomorrow, Akira-kun."
Wakana smiled, slowly stood up, and saw Akira out the door.
On the way, he met Gotō Kaoru, who had come out to check the situation.
Gotō Kaoru's face showed a surprised expression: "Eh! Akira-kun isn't eating dinner here tonight?"
"No need, Grandpa. I have to go to my girlfriend's house today."
Akira answered with an apologetic look.
Gotō Kaoru's face broke into a bright smile: "Oh, so you're going to your girlfriend's house."
"Then I wish Akira-kun a smooth journey."
"Goodbye, Grandpa."
"Goodbye, Akira-kun."
Akira left Wakana's house. Wakana stood at the doorway, looking at the gradually darkening sky, pulled out his phone from his pocket, and mused, "I should discuss this with Kitagawa-san."
"I probably shouldn't have agreed so quickly."
Thinking this, he dialed Marin's contact number.