hotmtlnovel Chapter 1024 She looks like a pitiful little dog
Chapter 1024 She looks like a pitiful little dog
Chapter 1024 She looks like a pitiful little dog
"cattle!?"
Yui Yuigahama exclaimed in surprise.
The Berserker Angels member who had already completed his task, handed the dorayaki to the leader, and returned to the back of the line to start queuing up, turned around upon hearing this, bowed slightly, and greeted him with a smile.
The girl with the bun hairstyle was so frightened that she quickly bowed in return and kept saying that it was a private matter.
Seeing the girl's embarrassment, Hojo Kyosuke patted his subordinate on the shoulder, said "thank you," and left with the girls.
"Is it weird?"
Walking down the brightly lit corridor of the mall, Kyosuke Hojo asked with a smile.
Yui's lips moved slightly, intending to brush it off, but seeing Hojo's bright smile, she obediently nodded and whispered:
"Because... all the delinquents I've met before were bad guys who liked to rob people."
"Hahaha~"
Kyosuke Hojo laughed heartily, winked, and said, "These guys roam the city every day; they know exactly where everything's going on. And..."
He paused, a hint of mockery in his voice: "If anyone dares to cut in line, then you'll meet the bad guys you've always imagined."
Yui nodded as if she understood, but didn't dare to ask any questions. She was very timid, and the idea of delinquents was too scary.
At this moment, Sakura Yamauchi next to her had already started eating dorayaki.
"Wow!! This tastes really good! I thought it would be very different from the one from Minato, but I can't taste any difference at all!"
The girl exclaimed and held the half-eaten dorayaki to Hojo Kyosuke's lips.
"Chew, chew, chew..."
Someone's eyes lit up, and they praised:
"Even the sugar content is exactly the same, and the cooking time is perfect. It's really great!"
Japanese people seem to think they can't afford any other seasonings besides sugar when they cook. They can make some variety when they cook at home, but when they eat out at restaurants, the sauces are either sweet, sour and sweet-spicy, sweet... in short, they're all sweet.
However, on the other hand, those dishes were failures as dishes, but if you categorize them as desserts... they were undoubtedly failures as well.
Japan, which studies Mapo Tofu as a dessert, has been quite successful in the dessert field.
With desserts like dorayaki, made with freshly made red bean paste and baked on-site, it's hard for them not to be delicious.
The steaming hot dorayaki is incomparable to the pre-made plastic-packaged products from the supermarket.
Kyosuke Hojo finished one bite in just a few bites, and then ate one after another.
Japan has many awkward rules, such as not being able to eat while walking in some places. But these kinds of problems are easy to solve; you don't need to specifically learn the local rules, just learn to read the room.
Simply put, observe what others are doing. If they're eating, you eat; if no one's eating, you don't. The same applies to restaurants: order what others order, and it's likely to be delicious.
There are many restaurants on this floor of the mall. If anyone dares to say that you can't eat while walking, the restaurant owners will be the first to disagree.
As Yui Yuigahama ate, she pondered the absurd idea of a biker gang becoming scalpers, thinking that her mother would definitely not believe her if she told her when she got home.
The four of them bought milk tea and went to the arcade, which is an indispensable part of every shopping mall.
Then Yuihama witnessed what a "man-made shopping mall VIP" really is.
There are scalpers at the basketball shooting machine; two boys who had just inserted coins simply moved aside to let them pass. There are scalpers at the claw machine, they even offer to win prizes for you. Even the gashapon machine has scalpers, it's unbelievable…
"Wow! Hojo-kun is amazing at playing the claw machine!!"
The girl with the bun hairstyle exclaimed in surprise as Hojo Kyosuke visited six claw machines in just five minutes, winning every single one.
Sakura, Shoko, and Yui each held two dolls in their hands.
"Nothing special, just practice makes perfect."
Hojo Kyosuke smiled modestly, then tossed a ten-thousand-yuan bill to the scalper next to him.
Claw machines and slot machines all have adjustable odds. Back in junior high, one of the subordinates from the show "Rampage Angels," whose family owned a pachinko parlor, explained this to him in detail and even showed them how to manipulate the background settings for a truly enjoyable gaming experience.
The machines his subordinates assigned him were all machines that hadn't caught a doll for a while, just waiting for someone with enough yen.
With his all-powerful subordinates and money paving the way, Kyosuke Hojo and the girls had a great time.
Then, naturally, we started shopping at the mall.
A couple of days ago, when I was shopping at the mall, Yui saw Sakura buying clothes for Hojo, and she was really fed a lot of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection). Today, she's going to eat dog food from a different angle.
Kyosuke Hojo is a person with low desires. His biggest daily expense is probably food and drink. So even though his bank account balance is negligible compared to that of truly wealthy people, he can still say that he has "so much money that he doesn't know what to do with it."
Therefore, his shopping experience was completely different from that of Sakura Yamauchi. A few days ago, when the girl was choosing clothes, she had to consider the style, material, and even whether the clothes overlapped with the clothes in her wardrobe.
And what about Hojo Kyosuke?
"Oh, this is really nice, Sakura. These pants make your legs look especially long. Buy them! One of each of the three colors."
"This coat... well, it looks a bit strange now, but I guess it's just that my eyes haven't adjusted yet. Besides, this strange feeling gives Sakura a peculiar charm, I'll buy it!"
"What? It's not winter season yet? Oh dear! Shouldn't the store be displaying winter clothes right now? But they did anyway. Isn't this coincidence just waiting for you, Sakura? Meeting you is the good luck of this winter outfit. Buy it!"
"..."
"Shoku-chan! Don't be so shy, stand up straight. Oh!! This dress is very nice, but is your inner layer ill-fitting again? Let's go shopping later. Hey, miss, could you please get one of each color of this style?"
"Skirts! Try on more skirts, you look best in skirts, Xiao-chan!"
Buy, buy, buy, buy...
Kyosuke Hojo sat on the sofa, issuing orders incessantly, basically just telling people to buy.
Many men dislike shopping, not because they don't want to accompany their female partners, but often because they hate it when their partners constantly ask, "What do you think of this dress?" "Do you think it looks good?" "Which one do you think we should choose?"
The most crucial point is that there are no correct answers to these questions. Even using the universally applicable method of directly praising a girl for being beautiful can go wrong, which is extremely annoying.
Shopping is supposed to be relaxing and enjoyable; who has the patience to deal with all this fuss?
But if it is...
As you sit on the soft, comfortable sofa, there's an ice-cold Coke and crispy cookies that the shop assistant just bought on the coffee table in front of you.
Two stunningly beautiful young girls kept changing clothes, and after each change, they would come up to you and twirl around like flowers, then look at you with bright, sparkling eyes, eagerly hoping to hear your praise.
A young girl, full of energy, with her slender hands supporting her waist, winks at you and exudes charm; she's quirky, lively, and adorable.
A gentle and quiet young girl, her hands clutching the hem of her skirt, her face flushed, stares at you timidly with eyes full of tenderness.
Not to mention Kyosuke Hojo, even Yui Yuigahama next to him was dizzy and confused.
This, this, this...
When Sakura goes shopping with me, she's a completely different person from when she goes shopping with Hojo!
The girl with the bun hairstyle was surprised, and at the same time, she was stunned by the pure and lovely appearance of Sakura Yamauchi and Shoko Nishimiya. It wasn't very noticeable when everyone was wearing school uniforms, but once they changed into suitable clothes, the beauty of these stunning girls immediately became apparent.
and also……
Hojo-kun is so handsome!
Yui reached out and picked up a cookie, taking the opportunity to secretly glance at Hojo's face.
That once rugged and handsome face was now full of smiles, completely devoid of the murderous aura and domineering presence he displayed on the baseball field; all that remained was his affection for Sakura and Shoko.
As a master of reading the air, Yui Yuigahama is sensitive and observant, so she can be sure that the smile on Hojo Kyosuke's face at this moment is not perfunctory at all, and every word he says comes from the heart.
He was truly enjoying the moment, giving it his all.
The shop they chose wasn't a high-end brand; in terms of spending money, a whole bunch of clothes might not be as valuable as a single bag. But the affection that Hojo Kyosuke showed, and his doting on the two girls, made the shop assistants completely overlook his true nature as a scumbag who was shopping with three girls.
"If it were him, I'd be happy even if I got scumbaged."
That's roughly the mindset.
The three of them were showing off their love in various ways, but they didn't forget about Yui Yuigahama.
Kyosuke Hojo is very generous when he goes out with his male friends, always treating them to meals or shopping, but he doesn't presume to buy clothes for Yui Yuigahama as well.
It was Nishimiya Shoko. The girl, saying she was very happy to receive her first paycheck, said she wanted to give Yui a dress to share her joy. Before Yui could refuse, Yamauchi Sakura had already pushed her into the fitting room without saying a word.
A moment later, the fitting room door opened, and Yui poked her head out first, carefully observing the situation before revealing her upper body. She had changed out of her Soubu High School uniform and was now wearing a pink and white striped t-shirt.
The girl walked slowly out of the fitting room with her hands behind her back and small, quick steps.
"How, how is it?"
She said softly, reminding herself not to look at Hojo with expectant eyes like Sakura and Shoko, since her relationship with them was different.
However, however... despite reminding herself many times, those big, peach-pink eyes still uncontrollably looked at Hojo Kyosuke.
Without saying a word, she was actually thinking, "What does Hojo-san think? Does it look good? This outfit."
However, before anyone else could speak, the girl hurriedly tried to retreat back into the fitting room.
"It's really strange, isn't it!" she said hastily and awkwardly.
This is the self-protection strategy of girls who lack assertiveness and self-confidence: as long as they admit their mistakes and humble themselves first, they will not be hurt.
Look, nobody said I'm ugly, I said it myself.
Yes, yes, that's it.
Hurry up and change! Only a girl as energetic as Sakura, like a little sun, and as gentle and lovely as Shoko, deserve Hojo's praise.
Yui Yuigahama spoke quickly: "Ha, haha... I guess this style just doesn't suit me, pink is still too..."
Nishimiya Glass: "..."
The soft-spoken girl opened her mouth slightly, blinked, and was momentarily at a loss for words.
"Oh, very nice."
Hojo Kyosuke said loudly.
Yui Yuigahama stopped in her tracks and abruptly turned to look at Hojo.
"It matches your hair color perfectly, Yui. The combination of pink and peach gives off a very gentle vibe, making you look even more like a pitiful puppy, hahaha~~"
Someone chuckled.
"Poor little dog...?"
Yuihama was confused. What did Hojo mean? Was she saying that I was similar to Sumi?
Hearing this, Nishimiya Shoko was startled and stared wide-eyed at Yui Yuigahama.
Her large, watery eyes were filled with confusion. She wore a pink T-shirt, her hands gripping the hem of the shirt tightly, and her legs were tangled together nervously.
Yes, they really do look alike.
Like a pitiful little dog, like myself in sixth grade, having just gotten a short haircut and walking into Shuimen Elementary School wearing a big pink T-shirt.
Back then, when Kyosuke was sitting in the last row of the classroom, was that what he was thinking when he looked at me?
A poor little dog?
Hey, hey hey...
Kyosuke-kun is so kind...
"You're so cute, Yui."
"Shoko Nishimiya said softly, then stepped forward and gently adjusted Yui Yuigahama's collar."
"Please wrap this up for me, and one of each of the other colors too!"
The girl turned to the saleswoman and said.
"what?"
Yui Yuigahama, still reeling from Hojo's words, paused, realizing they sounded familiar. After a moment's thought, she quickly waved her hand.
"No, no! This is far too much nitrate sauce, I can't accept it!"
Do all people in the Hojo family have this problem? Who in their family likes a style and buys all the colors? Can't you buy a few more of the other styles?
Cough cough, no, no, that's not the point.
Yes... I'm just a high school student who can only afford the cheapest hourly jobs, I can't afford a gift of equal value!
However, faced with Yui's firm refusal, the gentle and pitiful Nishimiya Shoko became even more determined, ignoring her completely and only smilingly urging the saleswoman to hurry up and get things done.
When the four of them left the clothing store, they were all empty-handed. Hojo Kyosuke had temporarily assigned a scalper to run the errand, and of course, he was paid a generous wage.
The store did offer home delivery, but this person was terrified and cautious to the core, and didn't want the store employees to know his home address. Although he was recognized the moment he walked into the store and even signed several autographs for the staff and manager.
"Yo-hoo~ Now it's time to buy clothes for Kyosuke-kun!"
Nishimiya Shoko raised her little fist and shouted with great enthusiasm. In her more than ten years of life, her wallet was unusually bulging.
We need to buy clothes for Kyosuke, for Mom, for Grandma, for Yuzuru... for everyone in Ruyi Dormitory, for everyone! If we don't have enough money, we'll borrow from Kyosuke!
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(End of this chapter)