"Pfft-!" The female shop assistant who had been watching them finally burst out laughing, slapping the checkout counter.
"Irimi, where did you find this absolute gem?! Haha, oh, I can't..."
Irimi pressed a hand to her forehead. With a sigh, she turned toward the assistant, her stern gaze tinged with helplessness. "Hamasaki..."
"Ahem..." Hamasaki cleared her throat and shut her mouth, but the slight trembling of her body still gave her away.
"So you two know each other..." Only then did Louis understand why this assistant had kept watching them.
He had thought she had seen his wanted poster and recognized him.
If that were the case, today's date would pretty much be ruined.
"Yes... it's been about ten years..." Irimi came over and hung the garment back on its hanger, then picked out a black shirt from another rack with an air of casualness.
"Try this. It might suit you."
"Okay..."
He wasn't particularly fond of clothes with buttons and no stretch. They were too fragile; even a slightly vigorous movement could damage them.
But that probably wouldn't matter today.
When he stepped out of the fitting room, he found a camera pointed at him from a distance.
Louis was about to instinctively dodge out of view when a reassuring voice interrupted him.
"Look at the camera..."
At some point, Irimi had changed into a white shirt and trousers and opened the selfie camera on her phone, waiting for him to come out.
Click-
As the sound rang out, the photo of them together was saved on her phone.
Seemingly realizing this was his first time, Irimi had begun taking the lead on their date.
After a round of trying on clothes and taking pictures without buying anything, the human sales assistant was clearly growing impatient.
"Let's go." Irimi