"I’ll get this and this too. And I should have this in another color as well so I’ll take both black and white."

I’ve experienced something like a shopping date in my previous life but still why does it take women so long when buying clothes?

Well, Haruto is a guy though.

As always, he suits the girls’ uniform way too well so it messes with my perception.

"Alright. That should be everything."

The shop assistant carefully folded each item one after another and placed them into branded paper bags.

It looked like there would be about three bags in total.

"That’s quite a lot. I wonder how much this is going to cost…"

Well, Haruto picked them out for me so I’ll just obediently buy them as he said.

"Ah, I’ll pay here."

"Huh⁉ No way, this is going to be several hundred thousand yen in total, right?"

When I was being turned into a dress-up doll in the fitting room earlier, I glanced at the prices and they were ridiculously high so I stopped looking at the tags halfway through out of fear.

By the way, a guy dress-up show benefits no one so I’ll skip describing that scene.

"It’s fine. Normally the girl pays in situations like this. If we make the boy pay, that’s what would be suspicious."

"B-but…"

Haruto was unusually forceful and with the amount being what it was, I hesitated like the commoner I am.

Since I’ve lived in this world, I still fall behind Haruto in situations like this.

"It’s fine. Mama will buy it for you."

"You’re still dragging out the mama joke?"

I gave a wry smile at Haruto reusing that earlier joke.

But then Haruto’s expression turned serious.

"It seems like you’ve never gone shopping like this with your mom, Tomoki-kun so I don’t know if I can be a replacement but… still, you can start building fun memories like this from now on."

"Ah…"

So that’s why Haruto has been this forceful the whole time.

He noticed I was unfamiliar with things like buying clothes and allowances and figured I was raised by toxic parents.

"Was I being meddlesome?"

"No, thanks. Then I’ll gratefully accept these clothes."

"Yeah."

As I jokingly hugged the shop bags, Haruto happily went ahead and paid.

Haruto’s deduction was only correct in that Tachibana Tomoki’s parents are toxic but even so, I was grateful that he was considerate like this.

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"Hey hey Haruto-mama~ I want crepes~ Treat me, Haruto-mama."

"Now that I’ve treated you once, you’re getting pretty good at acting spoiled, Tomoki-kun."

After leaving the brand shop and heading back into the crowd, it was already getting dark past evening.

Shopping took time and I got a bit hungry before dinner so I immediately started asking.

"If I’m being treated, I’d prefer food."

"Alright alright. It’s before dinner so just one, okay?"

"Yes!"

Since it’s a good chance, I’ll go for something loaded with all the toppings. One is still one after all, I thought as I headed toward the crepe shop.

—Hm?

Suddenly, I noticed a figure at the edge of my vision and stopped, turning around.

In the shadow of a street lined with flashy shops, I saw someone crouching.

"That person…"

"Tomoki-kun⁉ It’s dangerous to go into an alley like that!"

"There’s something I want to check. Wait there, Haruto."

Ignoring Haruto trying to stop me, I stood in front of the crouching woman.

Sitting on the street hugging her knees with her head lowered was a short-haired woman wearing a slightly dirty blouse and pants suit.

Is she begging?

No, but this woman’s presence…

I feel like I’ve seen her somewhere before…

She must have sensed someone stopping in front of her.

Slowly, the woman raised her face.

"“Ah!”"

The moment our eyes met, both of us realized at the same time.

"You are the one from before!"

"Uwah⁉ You’re from the Nemuro Family’s private armed organization—"

The woman who had been crouching like an abandoned puppy was the same one who had infiltrated Honey Academy and exchanged gunfire before.

—This is bad! I don’t have a gun or anything right now. Luckily, Haruto is a bit away. Worst case, I’ll at least let Haruto escape….

In an instant, I switched my mindset into combat mode.

But.

"Haa… haa… the person who made me understand… to think we would meet again in a place like this… this is fate…"

Huh?

"I still remember the impact to my lower abdomen from that time… by being pierced by you then, I was turned into a woman."

No, the way you’re saying that!

I just shot a simulated round into your stomach!

If you say it like that it’ll be misunderstood—

"Tomoki-kun… what is that woman to you?"

See!

Haruto, who came over worried and peeked in, ended up hearing the worst possible part!

"No, um Haruto… it’s a misunderstanding! This person is—"

"I’m going home."

I tried to explain while breaking out in more cold sweat than when I encountered that terrorist woman but Haruto’s voice was ice-cold and he wouldn’t listen.

"Huh⁉ What about the crepes?"

"Why don’t you eat them with that woman? Hmph!"

Saying that, Haruto got angry and left on his own.