Tokyo's Most Affectionate - Chapter 131

Intimate Photo

Even though there were no other photographers, taking a joint photo was quite simple.

After having their fill, Ichinose diligently cleared the tableware.

Once everything was in order, Kurosawa fixed the camera on the tripod, adjusted the angle, and aimed at Ichinose on the sofa.

“Countdown, twenty seconds.”

Activating the timer function, Kurosawa announced, then quickly walked to the front of the sofa.

“Ah, Hikaru-kun, how should we pose for the photo?”

Seeing him sit down next to her, Ichinose suddenly became flustered.

Although she had been a model for over a year, she had always done solo shoots.

Perhaps she had some experience posing with others, but those were all female models.

“Like this.”

Kurosawa reached out, grabbed her arm, gently pulled her to lie across his thighs, and looked down at her from a higher vantage point.

With her head resting on his thighs, Ichinose looked up at him, a bit lost in thought.

“Click.”

In the blink of an eye, 20 seconds passed, and the sound of the camera shutter echoed.

At the same time, in front of Kurosawa, a line of text appeared.

Task progress updated, 【Take an intimate photo exclusive to both of you】 completed.

Obviously, this task seemed to be filled with suggestive possibilities, but in reality, it only required clear physical contact that would make others perceive their relationship as close.

“Not bad, just your expression seems a bit blank.”

As the photo session concluded, Kurossawa walked over, took a look at the picture, and felt a bit regretful.

“Who says it’s blank? I’m obviously very cute.”

Ichinose ran to his side, peered at the photo, and because she was a bit unhappy with his comment, her cheeks puffed up like an indignant pufferfish.

“Cheer up and loosen up a bit.”

Even though they had completed the task, Kurosawa had no intention of stopping there.

In fact, the existence of the task goals provided some ideas for him to actively do more during the date.

The joint photo session had just begun, and they were definitely going to enjoy it to the fullest.

They continued to take more joint photos, exploring various poses. Encouraged by Kurosawa’s initiative, Ichinose also became more daring.

For example, she hugged him from behind like a koala, both looking at the camera together.

And during the last second of the countdown, she surprised him with a sudden attack, planting a kiss on his cheek.

After over half an hour, they finally stopped.

“Let’s take a look at the joint photos first. We’ll keep the good ones, and delete the bad ones.”

Holding the DSLR camera, Kurosawa examined the captured photos, noting both the successes and the shortcomings.

After all, it was time-lapse photography, not him personally adjusting angles.

“There are no bad ones, they’re all good! You can’t delete any.”

After the joint photo session, Ichinose became more casual with her physical contact, kneeling beside him like a curious cat as they both reviewed the pictures.

With her sudden appearance, the camera was directly blocked.

“Even this silly one?”

Kurosawa tilted slightly, glimpsing the camera again, swiftly selecting the first joint photo.

“This one isn’t silly!”

Seeing herself in the photo, surprised while kneeling on his lap, Ichinose blushed a bit. 

However, she was unwilling to give up, expressing a mixture of coquetry and feigned anger.

This was the first joint photo of her and Kurosawa, perhaps it wasn’t the most visually appealing, but it was undoubtedly the most meaningful one, and under no circumstances could it be deleted.

“Then I’ll send them all to you.”

Kurosawa realized that she wanted all of them, and he was more than happy to comply.

“Mm-mm.”

Ichinose occasionally asked Mr. Kuraki, the photographer, for photos, so she was quite experienced in this regard.

Utilizing the wireless communication feature of the DSLR, they connected to their phones and began sending the photos.

Upon receiving the first joint photo, Ichinose didn’t hesitate for a moment; she immediately set it as her phone wallpaper.

For her, this photo was incredibly important, and she decided that when she got back home, she would save it on a USB drive.

In the moment of her setting the wallpaper, a line of text appeared in front of Kurosawa.

Dating task: 【Photography Journey with Yuki Ichinose】completed. Rewards: Beginner-level photography, beginner-level makeup, beginner-level driving (permanent).

Following this, a vast amount of knowledge and experience began pouring into his mind.

The skill of driving was something he already knew, having obtained a driver’s license in his previous life and again in this one. However, he hadn’t bought a car yet and hadn’t had the chance to grip the steering wheel, so he didn’t feel it much.

But with the beginner-level driving reward now permanent, he felt like he had become an experienced driver.

Whether it was a sedan, a sports car, a race car, a large truck, or even a train, he could drive them all.

System rewards, even if they were just beginner-level, were quite formidable, equivalent to a lifetime of experience for an ordinary person.

In addition, there was the knowledge and experience of photography and makeup.

Next time will definitely be better.

As he continued to absorb and digest the rewards, Kurosawa glanced at Ichinose, who was holding the phone and waiting for the photos to be sent, silently making a resolution.

Having acquired permanent beginner-level makeup, he realized that his makeup today wasn’t perfect. 

Fortunately, Ichinose had an excellent foundation and was exceptionally beautiful, resulting in such good effects.

“Don’t stare at your phone, come and help choose the photos.”

After a while, Kurosawa called out.

“Sure.”

Hearing this, Ichinose put down her phone and crawled over.

Unlike before, where she directly crawled over, this time she crawled like a cat. 

Wearing a cartoon oversized T-shirt, she revealed a large neckline, which was charming and captivating.

Seeing this scene, Kurosawa felt a bit dry-mouthed, his gaze intense.

As Ichinose crawled over to check the camera, she keenly sensed his reaction. 

Her face blushed involuntarily, her heartbeat quickening. She pursed her rosy lips.

“How many photos are we selecting?” Ichinose pretended not to notice, sitting casually beside him without any defensive awareness.

“Choose three photos for each outfit and send them periodically.” Kurosawa had planned it out beforehand.

When it came to photos, more wasn’t necessarily better; the key was that they should be beautiful enough to freeze that moment in time, stunning in every aspect.

In his opinion, several of Ichinose’s photos today had a stunning effect, making her exceptionally beautiful. 

Perhaps it was a lover’s bias, but judging from the reactions of people on the street who saw Ichinose, it didn’t seem to be his imagination.

As for which three photos to choose, it was unnecessary to decide, as he remembered all the ones that met the system’s requirements.

“Aren’t we sending them all at once?” Ichinose sat cross-legged. 

Unlike black stockings, the white stockings were not very sheer. With her subtle movements, her two feet seemed like silky, fair milk popsicles.

“Three sets of clothes, three different styles, sending them all at once isn’t quite suitable. Let’s gradually send them over the next week,” Kurosawa nodded.

Although she could handle different styles, releasing all three at once would be a bit wasteful.

“I see.”

Ichinose pretended to understand and nodded. In reality, she didn’t quite grasp the intricacies, but hearing him say so, she felt it made sense.

“I’ve been watching while taking pictures. I’ve selected a few; take a look.”

Seeing Ichinose feigning understanding cutely, Kurosawa smiled and operated the DSLR camera to find the photos.

After a morning of shooting, it was finally time for the quality check.

Soon, Kurosawa opened one of the photos.

“Wow, this one looks great.”

Even though Ichinose only glanced at it on the small screen of the camera, she was deeply captivated and exclaimed.

“How can it look this good?”

After careful examination, she was genuinely surprised.

Although she noticed her exceptional beauty in the shoe store when she looked at herself in the full-length mirror, especially with Kurosawa helping with styling and makeup, Ichinose was taken aback by the stunning photos they captured. 

Whether it was the angles, timing, or the play of light and shadow, everything seemed just perfect.

This single photo alone surpassed all the best works that Mr. Kuraki had taken over the past year and was even more beautiful.

“It’s because you are naturally beautiful.”

“Where am I beautiful?”

Hearing this exaggerated praise, Ichinose laughed with a blossoming smile, feeling a sense of approval and eager for more.

“Your facial features are exquisite, your body proportions are excellent, you have long and straight legs, and your skin is very tender.”

“Mainly, it’s because your makeup and photography skills are so good, Hikaru-kun.”

Praised by him, Ichinose was delighted, but she felt that achieving this effect was thanks to his efforts. 

Otherwise, Mr. Kuraki had been taking pictures for her for over a year, and she never realized she could look this beautiful.

In a short time, Kurosawa selected the nine high-scoring photos that met the task requirements.

“Hikaru-kun, among these three styles, which one do you prefer?”

Having selected and sent the photos to her phone, Ichinose, recalling the moments of surprise just now, couldn’t help but ask.

“Glasses girl.”

Kurosawa thought for a moment and said.

Although mature women and today’s lolitas each had their own merits, he still felt that little Ichinose in glasses had a full contrast.

“Eh? But the glasses girl outfit doesn’t have stockings.”

Ichinose was a bit surprised; she hadn’t expected this response.

“Who says you have to wear stockings? I happen to like it that way.” Kurosawa had a different perspective on this.

Although he had a bit of a foot fetish, he wasn’t specifically into stockings.

“You like it even without stockings?”

“Mhmm…”

Kurosawa didn’t deny it, he just coughed and nodded in acknowledgment.

Beautiful feet were beautiful feet, whether or not they were adorned with stockings, it didn’t change that fact.

In fact, one’s appearance matters a lot.

Looks are the first criterion for preferences.

“Hikaru-kun, I’ve received all the photos. What should we do next?” Yukari Ichinose, seeing him a bit shy, chuckled and asked.

“Post the photos on your social media account,” Kurosawa nodded.

“Do we really have to post them?”

Finally, as the photo shoot concluded and the time to publish approached, Ichinose hesitated.

Although she portrayed a sexy image, she had never posted her own photos online.

“You dare to be in magazines but not post photos online?”

Seeing her hesitate at the critical moment, Kurosawa encouraged her.

While he wasn’t entirely sure about the feelings of posting selfies on social media, he believed it would be fine this time.

Because the photos he took were very serious, showcasing Ichinose’s beauty to the fullest; they weren’t something on the edge.

“That makes sense.”

Ichinose nodded, then opened her social media app.