My Uncontainable Charm

For a moment, the store fell into a dead silence.

The clerk was also shaken by the intimidatingly handsome man standing before him.

He stammered, "Y-you... what did you just say you wanted?"

"A voice recorder and a hidden camera. Preferably with high resolution, a long-lasting battery, and a long standby time. Most importantly, they need to be portable. Do you have those here?"

Dongfang Yi continued to ask, his expression unchanging.

A person should remain calm at all times, especially in moments like this.

As long as you aren't embarrassed, then the embarrassment becomes someone else's problem.

Just like when buying protection at a convenience store; don't act coy like a novice who hasn't yet climbed the ladder to adulthood.

You must maintain enough composure so that anyone would only assume you are a veteran who "passes through a thousand flowers without a single leaf sticking to him."

Besides, convenience store clerks don't care about such things; they only feel envious in the back of their minds.

"We do have them, yes." The clerk scratched his head, thinking to himself, Someone with your looks wants things like this?

"Is it forbidden to sell them to students?"

Dongfang Yi's tone remained flat, as if he were asking about the most mundane matter.

"It's allowed," the clerk replied hurriedly.

"Where are they kept?" Dongfang Yi scanned his surroundings, taking a rough look at the display cases.

He didn't see them.

"They're... still in the back, not on display yet."

"Then why are you standing there stunned? Go get the stock already." Dongfang Yi frowned and urged him.

"P-please, just a moment."

The clerk had no choice but to walk toward the back, looking back every few steps to check on the situation.

He looked reluctant, as if he were worried that Sakura Airi might run away or be charmed by Dongfang Yi.

For a moment, only the two of them were left in the store.

Sakura Airi silently moved a little further away.

She kept her head lowered, not even glancing at Dongfang Yi's face, treating him completely like air, as if she were thoroughly immersed in the world of cameras and unable to pull herself out.

But the footsteps that had moved away without her realizing it showed—

She was actually not as oblivious to the outside world as she seemed.

"If you're hesitant, why not try taking a few photos?"

Dongfang Yi looked at the wary girl before him with a hint of amusement and took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

A prophet wouldn't care about the offense of others; he only felt that this silly child was wary of the wrong person.

The red-haired, busty girl with glasses visibly trembled, then subconsciously lifted her feet to move further away, but she stopped mid-air and set them back down where they were.

She could feel that the gaze of the person in front of her was fixed entirely on her.

If she retreated now, it would be far too obvious.

It seems I'm being pestered by a strange guy...

After a long while, she could only shrink into a ball as much as possible and replied, "Th-thank you..."

"A freshman?"

"Y-yes." Sakura Airi trembled like an ostrich burying its head in the sand, then clamped her mouth shut.

She was terrified of getting involved with Dongfang Yi.

Part of the reason was her social anxiety, and as for the other part—

No one would think that a guy who walks into a store asking for a hidden camera is a good person, right?

"Then we really are fated. What a coincidence, I'm also a freshman who just enrolled." His tone carried a hint of surprise, and the smile on his face grew more peaceful: "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Dongfang Yi from Class 1-A. And you?"

I've been pestered by a troublesome guy...

Sakura Airi sighed inwardly. Although she had experience working as a gravure idol, she still wasn't the type who could face the opposite sex with ease.

She glanced up secretly, intending to memorize the man's appearance so she could avoid him at school.

Then, she met Dongfang Yi's calm and tranquil eyes.

She froze.

She began to doubt the education she had received. At this moment, she couldn't think of any vocabulary to describe the man's face; she only felt as if she were standing amidst falling cherry blossoms, fragrant and refreshing, her body and mind bathed in a spring breeze, feeling incredibly comfortable.

The entire world, in this instant, became bright.

Dongfang Yi waved his hand gently in front of her, feeling a bit unsettled.

Am I really that fierce and terrifying? Not only did I control Class A and scare the clerk to tears, but now I've scared her into a daze?

But the store manager clearly said my image was quite good, and I think I'm decent enough myself...

Why is it like this?

Could it be that there are truly two different types of aesthetics in this world? That middle-aged people and young people are just that different?

Even as confident as he was, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of self-doubt at this moment.

He didn't show it on his face, remaining as composed as ever as he looked at the girl before him: "This student? What's wrong?"

As long as I don't admit it's my fault, then it is absolutely not because of me!

Sakura Airi finally snapped out of that moment, taking a deep breath to alleviate her symptoms of oxygen deprivation.

"So... sorry, I just... zoned, zoned out."

She hurriedly bowed, inadvertently hiding her flaming red cheeks.

"My name is Sakura Airi, a new, new student in Class 1-D. Dongfang, Dongfang-san, please take care of me." The red-haired, busty girl with glasses sounded as if she had bitten her tongue.

Dongfang Yi's gaze couldn't help but follow her posture downward, then quickly shifted away, only to shift back halfway through.

But in the end, as the most promising successor to the Sigma Male, he successfully overcame himself in this tug-of-war.

He had seen enough.

Right now, he was only a tiny bit away from the realm of the Supreme Sage.

"Please take care of me as well, Sakura-san. I really didn't expect that you, like me, would come here to buy appliances at the start of the school year."

The opportunity was rare, and Dongfang Yi intended to raise her favorability.

Although the girl before him was not important in his plans, he didn't actually mind playing a casual move.

He would try to modify that plot he found so detestable.

After all, how could one who carries firewood for the masses be allowed to freeze to death in the wind and snow?

Why should good people have to sacrifice themselves for a bunch of trash?

"It... it really is a coincidence." The socially anxious girl fidgeted, constantly stealing glances at Dongfang Yi before quickly lowering her eyes again.

"Sakura-san, could it be that you are a seasoned photography enthusiast?"

Dongfang Yi activated the skill: Common Topic.

The shop clerk activated the skill: Interruption.

Dongfang Yi's skill was interrupted!

The clerk slammed a box onto the counter viciously, though he masked the jealousy in his eyes well—not that it could fool Dongfang Yi.

Standing where he was, he could clearly see the possessiveness and trace of hatred in the clerk's eyes as he looked at Sakura Airi, along with the stiff posture he adopted when facing him.

I mean, is being a gravure idol in Japan really such a good profession? It seems so easy to get entangled with creeps like this who have psychological issues...

Dongfang Yi sighed inwardly.

"The items you wanted are all in here, sir." The clerk's voice was somewhat stiff. He was currently struggling to suppress the urge to kick the person in front of him out of the store immediately.

"Mm." Dongfang Yi nodded.

The shop fell silent.

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