394 - Story About Buying My Classmate Once A Week

Chapter 394 The first one was a long flared skirt. It could be styled for a more mature look or a casual one, depending on what she paired it with. It was easy to match with the clothes Miyagi already owned and comfortable to move in. Since Miyagi often wore this kind of skirt when I dress her up, she quietly tried it on. The second one was a pleated skirt. This one was also easy to pair and comfortable to move in, so she smoothly tried it on as well. Both were cute, and I wanted to pick out a top to go with them, but if I’d asked her to try on a top with the skirt, Miyagi’s frown would likely have deepened, so I refrained. Instead, after she finished trying on the second one, I handed her a third skirt. "Sendai-san. Once I try this on, can I stop?" Miyagi accepted the gathered skirt with a hint of annoyance in her voice. "We just got here." "It's been about three hours already." "I don't think it's even been an hour. You were the one who wanted me to choose your clothes for the movie, so why don't you try on some more?" "I know, but this one isn't much different from the last one." "It's very different. This one flares out from the waist, see?" "I think the only thing that's different is the length." Miyagi said indifferently, closing the dressing room curtain. I'm grateful that she was willing to go through the trouble of trying on skirts even while complaining, but it seems she didn't like trying on clothes very much. I imagined a Miyagi who would smile and twirl in the skirt she was trying on. Even though I know no such Miyagi exists, she was making an even more difficult face than I'd expected. If she were with Utsunomiya, the outcome might have been different, but I had no way of knowing how Miyagi is when I'm not around. All I can see is this Miyagi, trying on clothes with a reluctant face. The road ahead is difficult. Such words come to mind as I contemplate how difficult it might be to make sure Miyagi enjoys herself. But giving up isn't an option. "Sendai-san, I’m done." The curtain opened, and Miyagi appeared in the gathered skirt. "Cute. It suits you." "Sendai-san, you always say that." "I can't help it, it's the truth." I wasn’t lying at all. Cute. It suits you. Those words were made for Miyagi. Though I could gather all the words within me and reconstruct them to glorify Miyagi, if I did that to Miyagi, who already had a stern expression on her face, this fun activity of trying on clothes will undoubtedly come to an end. "All three of them looked good on you, but I want to see more skirts, so let's check out some other stores, okay?" I smiled gently as I tell her. "Eh, no way, let's just choose from these three." "We still have plenty of time, so bear with me a bit longer. For now, change back." Despite her dissatisfied expression, Miyagi closed the dressing room curtain. I reassured her that there's no rush, taking a few minutes to browse the store while waiting. Miyagi emerged, now in her clothes. "How many more times do I have to try things on?" Miyagi asked with a sigh as she puts on her shoes. "Not that many, don't worry." I replied lightly, and we returned the skirts before heading to the next store. "Sendai-san, you really love picking out clothes, don't you?" "I guess so. I'd pick your outfits every day if I could." "Absolutely not." Though her voice was cold, she continued to walk by my side. We match our strides, moving forward at the same pace. "You're so stingy, Miyagi." "I'm letting you choose my clothes today, so I'm not stingy." "That's true. Today, Miyagi is being very kind." When I said that, Miyagi’s pace slowed slightly. I slowed down to match her, and a small, muffled voice came from her. "Sendai-san, you're such an erotic demon." "I'm not doing anything like that today, though." "You always say unnecessary things." Miyagi disregarded my words, so I ask, "What unnecessary things?" "Things like 'cute' or 'it suits you.'" "But it's the truth." Miyagi didn't respond. She didn't call me a liar either. Yet, she silently tried to enter a different store, not our intended destination, prompting me to catch her hand. "Miyagi, you should compliment my good qualities too, not just my bad points." "There aren’t any." "Isn’t it a bit harsh to answer so fast?" I let out an exaggerated sigh, pulling Miyagi along. As we slowly started walking again, Miyagi spoke in a flat voice. "Fine, you’re beautiful and kind." "Eh?" Her words were so unexpected that I let out a sound, and the hand I was holding slipped from my grasp. "You're seriously picking out clothes for me." Miyagi mumbled, adding, "If you find something you like doing besides picking out clothes, let me know." "Got it." I replied succinctly, pointing ahead as I tell Miyagi, "The next store is over there." However, the next store didn't seem to be to Miyagi's liking. When we got to the entrance, she refused to go in, saying, "It's too cute." —I figured. The store I intended had a lot of frills and lace—overly girly—for Miyagi's usual tastes. I had expected her to refuse, but her rejection was stronger than I'd anticipated, and she wouldn't even step inside. "You don't like this kind of stuff?" "Not at all." Miyagi has a strong distaste for the word "cute," but I think she would look great in "too-cute clothes" that she doesn't normally wear. I wanted to at least have her try things on, but knowing she genuinely disliked it, I gave up. "Okay, let's try another store." As I start walking, Miyagi follows. We head to a store with more subdued, yet still cute, options she might compromise on. Before entering, I asked, "How about this one?" and got an "Alright" in response. Inside, we looked for a skirt. I found a few she'd look good in, but she rejected a pleated frill skirt. "Then how about this long skirt? Just try it on." I handed her a seemingly plain skirt. She accepted reluctantly and headed into the dressing room, closing the curtain. But even after five minutes, the fitting room curtain still didn't open. "Miyagi?" I called out, but there's no response. "Miyagi, did you put the skirt on?" My second call received a resentful reply, "Sendai-san, that's not fair." "What's not fair?" "My legs are so visible." "There’s just a little slit in it, right?" "It's not just a little." "Let me see if it's really 'a little,' so open up." Upon my urging, the curtain slowly parted to reveal an entirely unamused Miyagi. "Your legs aren’t that visible, and it suits you." The skirt she was wearing featured a side slit up to the knee, but it didn't show too much of her leg. Though it was a style she wouldn't normally wear, the glimpse of her leg was strikingly beautiful, and I wished she would wear it every day. Still, I understood why Miyagi was complaining. "Wait here a moment." I turned away from Miyagi, heading to fetch a new skirt. "If you didn’t like that skirt, try this one on instead." I handed her a tiered skirt that wasn't overly sweet in style, to which she replied, "This is the last one, okay?" "You're so stingy, Miyagi." Ignoring my remark, she closed the curtain again. A few minutes later, it opened, and an expressionless Miyagi handed back the skirt with the slit while wearing the tiered skirt as I requested. "It's cute. This looks good on you too. Which one do you like better?" I showed her the skirt she had just handed me, causing her brow to furrow as if she was tackling a tough exam question. I don't want either. She looked like she was about to say something like that, but after giving the skirt she was wearing a light twirl, she acquiesced. "If I have to pick, then the one I'm wearing now." She looked as bitter as if she'd just swallowed a burnt piece of toast, but I was pleased she made a decision. Still, ending the try-on session with a begrudgingly chosen skirt leaves me somewhat unsatisfied. "I see. Since we have time, would you like to try one more?" "I'm not trying any more. I said this was the last one. Choose from what I've already tried on." Miyagi said with a sullen look on her face. "Hmm, let's see." I recalled the five skirts Miyagi had tried on. If we're going to buy one, it should be something that matched well with the clothes she already had and is comfortable for her to wear. "Shall we return to the first store?" I suggested with a smile, and she responded with an "Alright." We head back to the initial store. "I think this one is nice." I hand her the pleated skirt she had tried on second. All three had suited her, but if I had to choose one, I wanted it to be something she hadn't worn much before. "If Sendai-san says so, it's fine. I'll go buy it." "Okay, I'll wait here." Taking the skirt from me, Miyagi headed to the register. It was a good day. Even the time waiting for her like this is enjoyable. I could wait for hours. Yet, it's much more fun having her by my side, so my heart leaped when Miyagi returned so quickly. "Sendai-san, I bought it." "Well then, shall we go?" As we stepped out of the store, I paused. "Hey, Miyagi. There was another one that really suited you. Would it be okay if I bought it for you?" I asked, and Miyagi looked at me suspiciously.