395 About Sendai-san - Story About Buying My Classmate Once A Week

About Sendai-san Chapter 395 “...When you say you’ll buy it, is it a skirt that Sendai-san will wear?" Sendai-san definitely asked, 'Would it be okay if I buy it?' Today is the day she chooses clothes for me, but if Sendai-san wants to buy something for herself, that’s perfectly fine. That's a given. However, before she asked "Is it okay if I buy it?" she also mentioned, "Miyagi, there was another one that really suited you." Strange. Odd. If she found a skirt she liked, one she wants to wear herself, and she buys it for herself, I wouldn't mind. But her buying a skirt she thinks would suit me is a different story entirely. It would only lead to trouble. I stare intently at Sendai-san. The corners of her mouth are turned up. She's smiling, and you could say she’s in a great mood. I have a bad feeling about this. "The skirt I want to buy is for Miyagi to wear," she says in a voice that seems to have three musical notes attached onto the end. "I'll buy my own skirt, so it's fine." "Whether I buy it or you buy it, at least ask me about which skirt i want to buy." "I won't ask, because it's definitely a skirt I don’t want to wear." I state firmly, turning my back on Sendai-san. But without knowing where to go, my legs can't move. "Miyagi." Sendai-san calls my name. When I didn't turn around, she comes to stand beside me. I glance at her. Anywhere you want to go with me. You decide, Miyagi. Sendai-san's words are the reason for today. If I think about how it started, I should have been the one to choose where we went. But I cheated a bit, deciding on something I wanted to do with Sendai-san instead of a place to visit, leaving our actual destination up to her. I did that so Sendai-san could have fun, but considering that I had cheated, I had decided to quietly go along with whatever she wanted to do today. But, but, but... I glance at the shopping bag containing the skirt she just bought. "I won't buy something you absolutely don’t want to wear, so just listen to what I have to say," Sendai-san's voice reaches me, and I reluctantly answer. "If just listening is enough... Which skirt is it?" "The one with a slit." She answers without hesitation, and I immediately shoot back, "Absolutely not." "If the slit is more modest than the one you tried on earlier, would that be okay?" "That’s not the point here." "Then I'll wear it, so just come with me to buy it." Saying it as if it’s nothing, Sendai-san grabs my arm and starts walking. I let myself get dragged along, airing my complaints along the way. "You're kidding, right?" "I'm serious." "I definitely think that's a lie." "Today is the day to choose clothes for Miyagi, after all." Sendai-san's bright voice rings back, and she leads me to the shop that had the skirt with a slit. She looks at the skirt I tried on earlier and picks a new one. I stand a further away, keeping her in my view. I can’t fathom what could be fun about choosing clothes for me, but she seems to be having a great time. "Miyagi, come here for a second." Her buoyant voice reaches me, and when I approach her side, she presents a skirt similar to the slit skirt I had tried on earlier. "I think it suits you." Pressing the skirt against my body, Sendai-san says, "Want to try it on?" to which I reply, "No, I don’t." "I see. Well, since I just bought the other skirt, let's leave it at that and go look at something else." With a voice as light as a feather, Sendai-san returns the skirt to where it was. "Are you sure?" "Miyagi, did you like that skirt?" "Not really." "Then let's go. I told you, I wouldn’t make you buy something you don’t want to wear." Sendai-san smiles warmly. This is unfair. There's no way I can ignore such kind words. After cheating a bit by shifting from deciding a place to visit to deciding what we were going to do, if I ignore Sendai-san's kindness, I’d feel like an awful person. "...I’ll go buy it." Words I didn’t need to say slip out of my mouth. "Eh?" "Stay here, Sendai-san." I pick up the skirt Sendai-san had put back. It had a modest slit, so I had no intention of trying it on, but it seemed to be about the same size as the skirt I had worn earlier. "Miyagi?" "I don’t want you getting lost, so don’t move from that spot." Leaving the wide-eyed Sendai-san, I head to the register. This is really exasperating. If Sendai-san were a bit more pushy, I’d definitely have refused and wouldn’t end up buying this skirt. But since she was strangely considerate, I ended up buying a skirt I didn’t need to buy. I pay for the skirt and return to Sendai-san. "I bought it. Where are we going next?" "I’ll pay for it." "It’s fine, I can pay for my own things. Sendai-san, you decide where we go next." "Okay. Let's go out for now." Without deciding on our next destination, we leave the shop. One step, two steps. As we walk slowly, Sendai-san remarks, "Even though you didn’t try it on, I think it’ll suit you," followed by, "Since it's a special occasion, let me choose some shoes to match." "Shoes aren't clothing." "It’s cuter if the shoes match too." "I didn’t plan on spending that much money." "…What about that money?" The five thousand yen she had saved up, which I had given to Sendai-san back when we were in high school. I immediately knew that's what she meant by “that money,” so I tell her, "We don't have to use it." "Right. Well, I'll give up on it for today. But let me choose shoes for you someday." "No way. But I like seeing you looking so happy like today, Sendai-san.” "Eh?" "Sendai-san, you should stop saying 'eh' so easily." "…I do agree with that." Sendai-san sounded unusually troubled and let out a sigh. The word 'beautiful' suits her better than 'cute,' but in a situation like this, I think 'cute' is the perfect word. "Sendai-san. Are we still picking clothes?" Now that I’ve bought the skirt and seen the joyful smile on Sendai-san’s face. You could say today’s goal has been met. However, Sunday has just begun. "Let's pick out something for the top. …But first, aren’t you hungry?" Sendai-san says, smiling warmly. I place a hand on my stomach. Though it doesn’t growl, it feels as flat as a pancake. "Yeah, I'm hungry." "Then, let's go eat something delicious together." With that, Sendai-san smiles again.