Chapter 111 Part 1
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Chapter 111 Part 1: Marriage Photoshoot, You Have the Right to Love Anyone (1)
Inside the villa,
Chu Yuanqing pressed her lips together, trying to suppress her embarrassment. She was wearing a solemn wedding dress that was meant for a church ceremony, yet here she was, being led around indoors by Little Sakura.
Suddenly, the sea breeze outside picked up.
The hem of the girl’s skirt danced vigorously at her feet. The lace chiffon, with its dreamy texture, swayed gently like mist, wrapping around her beautiful legs, outlining an elegant, soft line.
The contrast of the intricate patterns against her delicate skin, coupled with the exposed lower legs and ankles that connected to her silver high heels, created a smooth line—hinting at a seductive sight. Perhaps a little too provocative.
Lin Jiu, a fashion designer specializing in lesbian wedding dresses, was open about her sexuality. However, as she watched this scene, she briefly daydreamed before snapping back to focus on her work.
This light wedding dress wasn’t designed just for fun. The exposed legs and suggestive elements were meant to contrast with the high neckline on the top, blending dignity and sensuality to captivate attention.
However, after removing the provocative clothes and putting on the matching underwear for the dress, her full, shapely upper body looked absolutely stunning. The soft material of the wedding dress and the half-bustier design embraced her perfectly, exuding a tantalizing scent.
Simply put, the top didn’t fit well, causing all focus to be on her curves.
It wasn’t surprising, considering the data provided by “Dazzling Stage” was filled in by the contestants themselves a month ago, meaning some errors were to be expected.
Plus, Chu Yuanqing was at an age where she was going through a rapid growth phase.
Lin Jiu had the girl spin in place a few times, carefully examined her, and then remarked:
“It’s a bit tight around the chest. The skirt slit should end at the middle of the thigh. You might have grown a bit taller, but otherwise, there are no major issues.”
“Miss Chu, could you please ask Miss Kirimi to measure your body data again?”
With that, she took out a soft measuring tape from her toolbox and handed it to the bewildered Little Sakura.
Kirimi Miyuki looked at the measuring tape in her hand, her pretty face slowly blushing. A mix of embarrassment, surprise, and a subtle desire surged within her, making her head spin.
Huh? Does measuring Little Qing’s body mean really close contact?
To be accurate, the chest size must be measured when the lungs are empty, which is a one-sided honesty.
Chu Yuanqing took a moment to think, moved her hand away from Kirimi Miyuki, politely took the measuring tape, interrupted her thoughts, and said:
“I’ll do it myself, it will be quick.”
After saying that, she asked Lin Jiu for paper and pen, briskly walked into the changing room in high heels, leaving behind the failed designer colleague and the idol-looking figure feeling lost.
Chu Yuanqing took off the upper part of her wedding dress, maintaining a natural shape. She glanced at herself in the mirror, weaving magical threads with her fingertips for comparison to the measuring tape, controlling them to swirl around. In no time, she quickly obtained various body measurements, murmuring to herself:
“Using magic for measurements is indeed fast, but… is this body still naturally growing?”
“In theory, my true form should be a lamp. I just can’t understand magical girls.”
Chu Yuanqing suppressed this thought, got dressed, wrote down the body measurements on paper, walked out of the changing room, and handed it to Lin Jiu.
Lin Jiu glanced at it and couldn’t help but admire:
“Hm, 164 centimeters. You have indeed grown a bit taller. With this height, your body measurements are close to the perfect golden ratio. If you ever lose interest in being an idol, you can come apply at my place. I promise to give you the best treatment.”
Before the designer lady could finish her words, she was caught by Kirimi Miyuki’s cherry blossom-colored eyes, feeling a strong mental pressure. She silently changed the topic and continued:
“By the way, you and Miss Kirimi can now take off the wedding dresses. I’ll go make some adjustments and then let you try them on again to see if they fit.”
After saying that, she quickly packed up the two wedding dresses and walked into the adjacent workroom.
Chu Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief, tugged at the light veil that scattered on the ground like clouds, eagerly walked into the changing room, and changed out of the limited-edition bridal skin.
Then, she sat properly on the outdoor sofa, continuing to read the materials she hadn’t memorized completely.
Little Sakura felt regretful for a while over her previous clumsy reaction, then got into the zone and earnestly started preparing for the interview together.
As time passed, after confirming the size of the wedding dress, trying on the necklace, and learning how to hold a guitar, it was already eight o’clock in the evening.
Due to the requirements of “Dazzling Stage,” they couldn’t use any internet-connected electronic devices during the endorsement shoot. They decided to go to the villa’s gym, grab some yoga mats and equipment, and begin their usual practice of basic skills.
Kirimi Miyuki finally got a chance to be alone with Chu Yuanqing.
She started talking, bringing up topics incessantly, becoming somewhat clingy, as if the desire to share and explore during the past decade was revived when they were alone together.
—Good friends should understand each other.
Kirimi Miyuki had never truly understood Chu Yuanqing, just like Chu Yuanqing didn’t understand the side of herself beyond being an idol.
They didn’t know each other’s strengths, hobbies, dislikes, nor did they know their family situations, social circles, daily routines, or emotional histories.
Therefore, chatting became their only window to exchange information.
Kirimi Miyuki yearned for friends.
In high school, she missed the rare opportunity of a school trip because she was busy rehearsing for a song. Even though she knew that even if she had participated in the school trip, she would not have encountered the continuous good fortune seen in comics. Even if she could soak in a misty hot spring, there would be no cozy pillow fights afterwards or chatting about trivial topics before bedtime, looking forward to tomorrow with a friend.
She usually just goes with the flow, visits tourist spots, takes some photos, then goes back alone, feeling like a snowman melting in the spring, unnoticed in the cheerful crowd.
But missing out is missing out, you can’t help but think: what if you went on that study trip, maybe you could make really good friends, see unforgettable scenes, and have a magical and gentle experience.
Even if she thought these fantasies were silly, she couldn’t help but continue thinking about them.
Youth is like a dim, dusty stage, a cramped practice room, a lonely reflection in the mirror, shadows lengthening in the classroom as dusk falls, and moving against the tide in a room filled with laughter and chatter.
Kirimi Miyuki sat on the sofa, her eyes reflecting the light from the TV screen, earnestly describing to Chu Yuanqing the winter scene of the silver-wrapped Otaru Canal.
She mentioned a unique glass craft store nearby, a quaint Asakusa Bridge at the southernmost end, a perfect spot for scenic photographs.
She said the best night view could be seen from the top of Mount Hakodate, where the dark sea and warm neon lights reflected each other along the curved coastlines, creating a beautiful sight.
She talked about the cherry blossoms blooming along the shores of Lake Toya in spring, fireworks lighting up the summer nights, deer on the islands in the lake, and the bustling hot spring street on the south bank always filled with tourists.
Yet when she talked about these things, what came to mind wasn’t the scenery, but the dull and gray memories of her past youth, and the lonely figure looking at those sights.
Kirimi Miyuki, who is an idol, is very strong.
She is willing to give up a lot for her dream.
She is willing to let her youth fade away for the stage.
Without her idol image and the stage, she is just a normal girl who can cry and laugh, has worries, likes to take her little sister to see the winter festival in Hokkaido, and complains about the rising price of gold candy.
Chu Yuanqing had never been to an island country or visited Hokkaido.
She was both curious and hopeful, which made her a great listener.
These small moments of happiness, found only in peaceful times, are the greatest reward for those who have witnessed a world in ruins and devastation.
The mere thought that many young people like Miyuki can live happily in this peaceful era because of their own efforts and the sacrifices made by their comrades makes the suffering caused by the Sea of Truth feel worthwhile.
Because… it affirms that all the sacrifices were worth it.
Chu Yuanqing felt an overwhelming sense of happiness. She felt that the world was incredibly gentle. After filming this advertisement, she realized that she could earn enough to support her daughter without having to deceive anyone. She could bid her child farewell with dignity.
She no longer had to worry about anything. She didn’t need to be so hard on herself anymore. There was no longer a need to remind herself to never give up.
If she had any regrets, it was perhaps not being able to see her comrades from this era again.
