As the saleswoman moved a measuring tape back and forth over him, Might Guy felt dazed.
How had he somehow ended up here? How had he ended up buying clothes?
Hadn't he originally planned to spar with Kakashi? Not only had he nearly become a prisoner today, but his entire future had practically been chopped apart with a broad blade.
"Is this really right...?"
Might Guy wasn't sure, but thinking about it, he really didn't dislike this change.
Weren't little twists mixed into the fiery passion of youth precisely what proved youth's beauty?
With that thought, Might Guy became excited all over again, only for the saleswoman to smack him.
"Sir Ninja, don't suddenly power up for no reason. It seriously interferes with my work."
Work was already annoying enough, and now she had run into such an uncooperative customer. It only made her more irritated.
Might Guy scratched his head. "Sorry."
Sometimes, whenever Might Guy got excited, he simply couldn't control himself.
"It's fine, but please don't do it again. Otherwise, it'll be very difficult for me to continue working."
Might Guy wouldn't deliberately make things difficult for a shop clerk. With his restraint and patience, the saleswoman soon finished measuring him and obtained his basic body measurements.
"All right, sir Ninja. Please leave your name, contact information, and deposit."
"Oh, and I haven't asked how many outfits you'd like made."
Might Guy thought for a moment. "Four sets. Try not to repeat the styles, and choose colors that don't show dirt easily."
The clerk nodded after hearing that. "Understood. The total price for four outfits is twenty thousand ryo. Your deposit will be four thousand ryo, and you can pay the remaining balance when you pick them up."
The price truly startled Might Guy. Five thousand ryo per