Shopping

"As a shop assistant, shouldn't you be taking the initiative to introduce these devices?"

Dongfang Yi stared into the clerk's eyes and initiated the conversation, a polite smile plastered on his face, though his patience for the person before him was rapidly dwindling.

"Sorry, sir, we only have these few products in the store; feel free to look at them yourself."

Naturally, the clerk didn't have a good attitude toward him.

Not to mention that Dongfang Yi had just interrupted his interaction with his beloved idol and ordered him around to fetch goods.

Looking at the current situation, it had only been a few minutes, and this guy had already struck up a conversation and become friends with his woman?

He didn't even dare to imagine what he might do in a little while!

An idol must be pure! She is an absolute insulator against romance!

If there is to be any romance, it can only be fulfilled by me, Shizuku-chan's most loyal fan!

My love is pure; mortals must not defile it!

It was as if a beast were roaring wildly within the clerk's heart.

But the bespectacled girl was clearly oblivious to all of this.

No, perhaps she already sensed that something was off, just without knowing the source.

I have to say, isn't your internal monologue a bit too much?

Dongfang Yi watched the clerk's shifting expressions and felt as if he were in a zoo, watching a male peacock courting behind a fence.

But at least a peacock fanning its tail is a sight to behold at the zoo; as for this guy... it would be a success if he didn't just ruin one's appetite.

He was ugly and far too sleazy.

Forget it, forget it.

After all, there was no concrete evidence yet to prove the guy was a stalker or some other troublesome character, nor could he prove the guy's existence was a potential threat; acting too early would only alert the enemy.

This wouldn't solve the problem once and for all, so it was better to wait until he wrote a few more love letters.

Having hit a wall, Dongfang Yi sighed inwardly and abandoned the idea of taking him down immediately.

Haste makes waste.

With this type of person, it is best to aim for a one-hit kill; otherwise, there is no telling what kind of trouble might arise.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head and began to carefully examine the equipment in the box.

However, while it was called a box of equipment, the variety was not very rich.

Dongfang Yi had reason to suspect that the clerk had hurriedly grabbed a few items to brush him off, but he had no proof and could only make a mental note of it.

There were three types of voice recorders, but they were all much the same, with no real difference.

Additionally, there weren't many types of hidden cameras.

However, two of them happened to be shaped and sized exactly as Dongfang Yi had envisioned.

One looked like a rectangular work badge with a ten-hour battery life; excluding class time, it should be sufficient for use.

The price wasn't expensive either, costing less than 4k points.

The other was a model that could be clipped into a sleeve; it looked smaller, was waterproof, had decent battery life, and appeared even more discreet.

It was also very convenient, though it required a bit of technical skill to use.

But the price was a bit too cheap, costing only around 1k points.

Dongfang Yi hesitated slightly; he tapped the switch, intending to record something to test the video quality.

He looked around and discovered that the work computer on the counter was a visual blind spot.

He looked at the clerk, who was spitting as he spoke, looking incredibly excited while pushing Sakura Airi further and further away, and felt that this was unexpectedly a good opportunity to test it.

After all, after transferring classes, he would have to try to take down two morally bankrupt idiots from Class D as soon as possible.

And when it came time to collect evidence, he would inevitably have to come to an electronics store to get the purchase records for the doctor's video recorder.

He could try it out now as a preliminary assessment for future actions.

He activated stealth and, with light, careful movements, extended the hidden camera in his hand, tentatively recording the work computer screen in the shop.

Then, he connected the device to his phone to check if the recorded footage was clear.

Wow, so big! So white!

Look at what I've actually discovered?!

Dongfang Yi suddenly understood why this sleazy clerk could recognize her immediately.

So your work computer screen is just posters of her!

The corners of his mouth twitched as he suppressed the agitation in his heart.

This evidence alone was not enough to finish the guy off in one go.

More haste, less speed.

Dongfang Yi reminded himself in his heart.

After all, both violence and entrapment were last-resort measures for him now; the former carried extremely high risks and a high probability of failure, while the latter would place the person being protected in grave danger.

Neither was a good option.

Because his Stealth skill only weakened his presence, causing others to automatically ignore his figure, he would still leave traces on camera.

He had not yet reached the point where he could selectively appear on camera like a ghost.

Likewise, having exhausted his points, he could not afford the risk of being expelled.

He needed to proceed slowly and methodically.

He set down the device in his hand and tested another, feeling quite satisfied with the quality of these two types of hidden cameras.

Consequently, he bought three of each camera device, then selected two voice recorders.

Twenty thousand points were spent in the blink of an eye just like that.

Dongfang Yi tapped the tabletop lightly, summoning the clerk who had been chatting incessantly with the young girl nearby.

"I'll take three of each of these two, and I want these two voice recorders. Calculate it, how much is the total?"

Upon hearing this, the clerk's smile grew even brighter, thinking to himself that this handsome jerk was finally leaving.

He would soon be able to return to his world for two with his idol, with no third party to disturb them.

Thus, he nimbly grabbed the goods, packed them, processed the payment, and issued the receipt, his movements swift and fluid.

He even stepped out from behind the counter, respectfully handing the items to Dongfang Yi, nodding and bowing at a 45-degree angle, gesturing forward with his arm.

He might as well have said, "Get lost, you jerk."

Having finished the payment, Dongfang Yi felt the guy looked like a clown.

Now that I have the goods, can't I browse however I want?

He bypassed the man and strolled back to the side of Sakura Airi.

He held up the bag in his hand toward the gravure idol, completely ignoring the bowing clerk behind him, and said with a smile:

"I'm done shopping, how about you?"

Sakura Airi had just been feeling anxious and conflicted, her impression of Dongfang Yi fluctuating.

To her, Dongfang Yi had bought some suggestive equipment; if one looked only at the items he purchased, it was very likely he would use them for some unsavory purposes.

But he was very good-looking.

Someone this good-looking couldn't be a bad person—at least, he shouldn't be that kind of bad person.

After all, good-looking people just sit and wait for others to throw themselves at them; they only need to worry about whether they can remain composed, and have absolutely no need to use such methods.

It was the same logic as how Edison Chen picked up girls.

No technique was needed; just standing there was enough to make the opposite sex's hormones accelerate and go completely wild.

Now, seeing him return, there was an indescribable sense of joy and happiness in the girl's heart.

"Do, Dongfang-san." Sakura Airi's tongue felt a bit tied: "I, I'm still looking, they, they are all quite good, I'm having trouble deciding."

"Then... would you like to hear my suggestion?" Dongfang Yi blinked, intending to offer a reminder.

"Eh? Do, Dongfang-san, please go ahead."

"Although for certain reasons, I cannot tell you the reason. But I still suggest that, unless it is absolutely necessary, you should try to choose some cheaper equipment."

"Because personal points, in this school, are far more precious than we imagine."