Chapter 55: The rewards of transcendence are naturally difficult
Shibuya Central Street is bustling with people, but it doesn't give Watanabe Toru any sense of security.
Among these people, were there any of Kujo Miki's men sent to monitor him? Did they carry succinylcholine with them?
When I first received the event notification, I was blinded by the generous rewards. But once I actually started to implement it, I realized that the "huge risk to life" was no joke.
How to answer... confess or lie?
"It's a rare break, so I took advantage of the nice weather to go out and buy some clothes." There's no need to hesitate. Confessing the truth will lead to death. Only lying can barely keep you alive!
"Oh, really?" Kujo Miki said meaningfully.
Watanabe Toru was a little panicked, but now he could only bite the bullet and continue: "Of course. But there are so many people in Shibuya, it deserves to be the most crowded intersection in the world."
"Just wait here."
"Um?"
"With just a few digits in your card, the clothes you buy will only embarrass me."
"How many digits? Do I have..." He opened the system panel and took a look.
Two million, one hundred and five thousand, six hundred and fifty-two yen, that's not a small amount, right?
"How many hundreds of millions?" asked Kujo Miki casually.
"A few... well, they are a little poor, but the most important thing about a person is his inner qualities."
At this time, Tamamo Haomei, who was waiting impatiently, turned around and walked into the building of "Kekai Jialai" without saying a word.
Looking at her back that said "I'll never give you a second chance", Watanabe Toru sighed in his heart.
But she still decided to struggle!
If we get rid of Kujo Miki now, there is still a possibility of catching up with her!
He said to Kujo Miki on the phone: "I am pursuing you because I like you, not because I want to spend your money. Besides, if you buy me clothes, others will think that I am a poor country boy who lives off me and is a gigolo."
"You told me that you wanted to live an idle life, isn't that just living off others?"
"That's what I said, but..."
"Why do I feel like you're being arrogant today?" Kujo Miki's tone suddenly turned cold. "How dare you talk back?"
If I continue talking about this, I might really die.
"Wait for me." After saying this in a commanding tone, Kujo Miki hung up the phone.
About twenty minutes later, Miki Kujo got out of an ordinary-looking car.
She wore a baseball cap today and dressed in a youthful and energetic style, looking like a perfect high school girlfriend.
"You're so beautiful today," Toru Watanabe praised.
"You mean I'm not usually pretty?"
"No, how could that be? I mean you're not as pretty as usual. Of course Meiji is pretty at all times."
Miki Kujo did not comment and she moved her face closer to Toru Watanabe.
Watanabe Toru subconsciously wanted to dodge back, but was given a warning look by her, so he had to remain still.
Miki Kujo first sniffed the collar of his shirt, then his chest, and finally his sleeves.
Watanabe Toru was very happy to be under such strict "checks".
Of course it’s not because Kujo Miki “cares” about him, but doesn’t the other party’s behavior prove that she didn’t send someone to follow him?
It was just a coincidence!
Watanabe Tetsuya deliberately put his nose against Kujo Miki's neck: "It smells so good , Miki."
"Isn't Tamamo from Class 1 so beautiful? What did you talk about with her?"
Watanabe Toru, who was talking nonsense just now, felt his heart almost jump out of his throat, and immediately made a "thump, thump" sound that both of them could hear!
Miki Kujo still kept sniffing Watanabe Toru's sleeve, but she was looking at Watanabe Toru with a smile on her face.
The “check-up” just now was a show!
She just wanted to see Watanabe Toru feel relieved at one moment and extremely nervous at the next.
"Hahaha," Kujo Miki laughed happily, her face close to Watanabe Toru, the brim of her baseball cap covering his face, "I like the look of you being frightened the most, it's so cute~"
"But," her expression changed from smiling to full of murderous intent in just half a second, "if it happens again, I will strip the two of you naked, tie you two together, and hang you from the Tokyo Tower."
Toru Watanabe had no idea what this woman was thinking and felt that she could be admitted to the mental hospital at Kiyono Rin's home, but he had no doubt about her ability to do what she said.
"I was just discussing tutoring with Tamamo-san. Mr. Koizumi asked me to do it. Kiyono Rin also participated."
"Hmm-really?"
"You can ask them both. But I don't think you need to do that, because I like you so much that I just want to take you home and introduce you to my parents."
"I hope what you said is what you think." Kujo Miki grabbed Watanabe Toru's sleeve and held it with her arm. "Let's go. I'll buy you some clothes."
Watanabe Toru finally breathed a sigh of relief and was half-forced by Kujo Miki into the Shibuya boutique men's clothing store.
After entering the store, Kujo Miki let go of Watanabe Toru and started walking around the store on her own.
She walked along the rows of clothes, pulled out a brown suit, and handed it to Watanabe Toru: "Try it on."
Watanabe Toru looked at the suit and said with great resistance: "I feel uncomfortable wearing a suit."
"As long as I feel comfortable."
Miss Kujo gave the order, so Toru Watanabe had no choice but to take the clothes into the fitting room. After a long time of effort, he finally put on his first suit in his life - Western school uniform not counting.
When he walked out feeling uncomfortable, the female salesperson who had been standing quietly by the side widened her eyes and couldn't help but walk forward.
While she was helping Toru Watanabe fix his cuffs, she praised him, "Few people dare to try on a brown suit, but it fits you so well! It's perfect!"
After adjusting her cuffs, she swallowed inconspicuously and reached out to Watanabe Toru's collarbone.
The saleswoman stared at Watanabe Toru's profile with eyes that were even more fanatical than the celebrity's older sister fans, auntie fans, and mom fans.
Kujo Miki waved away the saleswoman's hand with an unpleasant look on her face.
"Too ugly, take it off."
"I think your boyfriend looks great in it, and the length doesn't need to be altered, it's like it was tailor-made for him!"
"I said, take it off."
Kujo Miki's aura was fully unleashed, and the salesperson could only maintain an awkward smile and could not say a word.
Watanabe Toru was eager to take off his clothes and was walking towards the fitting room when Kujo Miki called him back.
“Try this.”
"Still trying?" Toru Watanabe looked at the black suit in her hand.
When he came out after changing into a black suit and adjusting his cuffs which were difficult to button, the female salesperson seemed to see a bohemian and romantic young master.
She subconsciously clasped her hands in front of her chest. Only in this way could she restrain her desire to move forward and touch him.
Jiujo Miki glanced at the infatuated saleswoman and sneered, "No, change it again."
As a normal man, Toru Watanabe hates changing clothes the most.
"I've tried on two suits, and I don't think I'm suitable for suits at all. Should I buy short-sleeves?"
Miki Kujo completely ignored Toru Watanabe's wishes and chose a suit suitable for men in their thirties or forties.
When Toru Watanabe took the suit, he let out a sigh, hoping that the other party could understand his inner impatience.
When he came out for the third time, Kujo Miki smacked her tongue very obviously and said impatiently, "Change it again."
"Still changing?" Watanabe Toru looked at the saleswoman, "How do you like this one?"
"I've been working as a salesperson here for three years, and I've never seen anyone who wears a suit better than you! You can even pull off this mature style!" The saleswoman has said this countless times, but only this time she meant it.
Toru Watanabe looked at Kujo Miki and tilted his head, meaning: Look, everyone else has said it's okay, it's almost done.
If she respects Toru Watanabe's opinion, she is not Miss Kujo. She chose another gray suit.
This time, Toru Watanabe looked at Miki Kujo for three seconds before taking the suit from her and walking into the fitting room.
"Your boyfriend is so handsome!" said the saleswoman.
Miki Kujo crossed her arms and tapped her fingers on them impatiently. She decided in her mind to send someone to contact the clothing company and have them fire this talkative female salesperson.
She was also banned from working in the clothing industry.
"He dotes on you so much. Boys generally hate changing clothes. They think it's a very troublesome thing."
"Really?" Kujo Miki said indifferently.
"And he only has eyes for you. When he asked for my opinion just now, he was also looking at your face. I really envy him!"
Kujo Miki sneered without commenting.
Watanabe Toru walked out of the fitting room for the fourth time. He had adjusted his mentality and said, "How about it? If you don't like it at all, I will change it again. I will definitely satisfy you today."
"Hmm..." Kujo Miki said meaningfully, "Turn around and show me."
Watanabe Toru turned around.
“The back is too ugly.”
Toru Watanabe took off his coat and prepared to change again.
"Forget it, you're only this good." Kujo Miki took out a card and handed it to the saleswoman. "Pack up the suit he just tried on, the one he's wearing now, and all the suits and shirts of this size in the store, and ties in various colors."
The saleswoman no longer had the desire to eat Watanabe Toru in her eyes, and she was staring at the card with shining eyes.
She took it with both hands, suppressing her excitement: "Okay, please wait a moment!"
"Please wait a moment!" Watanabe Toru hurriedly stopped the saleswoman and said to Kujo Miki, "What are you doing?"
“Clothes shopping.”
"Buying clothes?"
Is this a bag shop? Is this how rich people hang out?
Watanabe Toru said: "One suit is enough, why buy so many?"
"Watanabe Toru, you better give up your country boy mentality as soon as possible." Kujo Miki ordered, "If I see you wearing the same clothes twice in the future, you have to take off your clothes and dance for me."
Toru Watanabe forced himself to ignore the salesperson's strange look.
"What about the school uniform?"
"I'll have it made to order for you."
The uniforms of Kamikawa High School are specially ordered high-end uniforms, which are usually worn for three years. When Watanabe Toru ordered the uniforms, his family would definitely buy them, but they also felt bad for a long time.
If this lasts for three years, more than a thousand days, and I need a new set every day, how much will it cost in total?
Although they had a grudge against each other, Toru Watanabe did not want to take advantage of Kujo Miki, even though the money was insignificant to her and not even a drop of sea water in Tokyo Bay.
"Buy, buy, buy suits! But forget about school uniforms, right? If I keep wearing new uniforms at school, people will notice. Even though I want to be a lazy person, I'll be embarrassed if others talk about me."
Kujo Miki found Watanabe Toru's hypocritical behavior funny, but she still agreed: "School uniforms are fine, but casual clothes must be new every day."
At this point, Watanabe Toru had no choice but to agree.
Buying the suit was not the end. Miki Kujo took Toru Watanabe to buy short-sleeved shirts, shirts, pants, shoes, socks, etc.
Finally, I bought a black Rolex watch.
The watch face was full of mechanical beauty, and as a man, Watanabe Toru almost accepted it out of excitement. However, the number, which was several times more than his entire net worth, made him sober.
Although in terms of results, the watch was forced to be worn.
Watanabe Toru went out empty-handed, prepared to spend all the money he had, and it was Kujo Miki who sent him back home in two cars.
"This is a sugar-coated bullet of capitalism, Watanabe, you must remember the original intention and mission of the revolution!" In the small rental house filled with shopping bags from various boutiques, Watanabe Toru clenched his fists.
