Chapter 82: It's really not a boyfriend
The white silk dress that has been stained with dust can only be washed out with laundry detergent, Naoki Natsume tried it for a long time, and found that the stain on the butt of Amamiya Chizuru would only be painted black and black by staining it with water, and it was originally just a small area of dazzling, and the dust after being stained with water turned into mud, although it looked less obvious, but the range was larger.
With the arrogance of Amamiya Chizuru, it is absolutely impossible to swagger around in dirty clothes.
So it's only natural to go shopping for clothes!
The little rich woman thought.
"How's this one?"
At the mall's most high-end clothing store, Amamiya Chizuru walked out of the fitting room and looked in the mirror while asking Naoki Natsume.
Naoki Natsume sat on the sofa in the "boyfriend-only area" next to her and looked at her, seriously thinking about matching and the like.
Finally, he nodded and replied in a very serious tone, "It's very suitable for you." ”
The small and delicate white shirt looks like children's clothing, but Naoki Natsume knows that it is definitely not, this shop owner is custom-made, and there are few finished products, but there are various models of finished products, which saves a lot of trouble.
The little rich woman chose a shirt for the upper body, and a skirt for the lower body.
The black fabric is very high-end at first glance, and the style and embroidery are absolutely top-notch, although the family has a factory, Naoki Natsume himself is a layman and does not know much about clothing design, but this does not prevent him from feeling a little in awe of the price of this skirt in his heart.
It can be seen that the little rich woman likes to wear skirts very much, because girls who wear skirts always make people shine.
Amamiya Chizuru listened to Naoki Natsume's sincere praise and was very happy.
She is a professional designer, and she still studies clothing, how can she not know how to match beautiful clothes?
But asking this sentence more is the unique psychology of girls.
Who wouldn't want to hear compliments?
Especially Miss Ben is naturally beautiful!
"You've been picking for two hours." Naoki Natsume shook his wrist and looked at the watch on it: "Aren't we still going shopping?" Running out of time, right? ”
Amamiya Chizuru was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then the eyes that looked at him became a little strange.
"What's wrong?" Naoki Natsume noticed her eyes and was very puzzled, "Isn't Shirai's mother going home from work at six o'clock?" It's already past four o'clock, and we'd better get on the bus to her house at half past five, or it's too late...... It's rude to go to someone's house for a meal and disturb it. ”
"Is that the point?"
"What's the point?"
Amamiya Chizuru didn't want to explain, so she spread her hands and threw the two clothes in her hand to him: "Help me pack them." ”
A straight man is a straight man, and he really didn't buy the clothes he liked after picking out clothes for two hours?
She wanted to ask rhetorically, then what are you talking about when you go shopping?
Amamiya Chizuru turned her head to look at the clerks who were waiting on the sidelines, they looked like moving clothes racks, carrying all kinds of high-end clothes on their hands and arms.
Amamiya Chizuru is like a queen patrolling her territory, her small hands half-raised in the air, her fingers moving slightly, calling on the lively knowledge in her head.
Then she picked out two well-colored blouses and skirts and re-entered the private room.
The male clerks gathered around the front desk to look at Naoki Natsume from time to time, and then sighed.
The rules in the store are that female customers have female shopping guides to sell, male customers and male shopping guides to go, and whoever sells has a commission.
A customer like Chizuru Amamiya is not seen much in a year, and the clothes in the store are very expensive.
Alas, how did the boy who came with him so calm?
Even if men don't buy clothes often, they can earn even one or two pieces!
Unlike now, a few people gathered around to see those female shopping guides blooming.
Naoki Natsume looked at the small suspender in his hand, and thought to himself, how can I wear underwear with this thing?
I might have more fabric in my underwear than this one.
He shook his head and handed the white sling to the clerk to pack.
This was the last time Aemiya Chizuru went into the fitting room to wear clothes, and every time she would take a set and change it, and then throw the changed set out to him.
Not surprisingly, the next time she came out, she would wear the two pieces she had just brought in, and then threw the shirt and black dress to herself, Naoki Natsume thought.
Probably too bored to sit down, Naoki Natsume got up and stretched, and began to wander around the store, casually looking at the high-end suits and casual sportswear hanging on the walls.
The store is a good store, and the things are naturally good.
Being able to sell clothes in Ginza's busiest shopping mall naturally can't be fake.
In addition to the custom-made clothes in this store, most of the ready-made brands are first-class brands, and the prices are naturally surprisingly high.
As soon as Naoki Natsume saw that he also began to look at men's clothing, the eyes of those shopping guides immediately lit up.
A tall and thin male shopping guide made the fastest moves, and came to Naoki Natsume's side as soon as he started to eject, and his companions sighed softly when they saw this, and their eyes changed when they saw him.
"This guest can look at it casually, this is the most popular style right now." He rubbed his hands together and made his tone as easy-going and professional as possible: "Do you make it to order or buy it ready-made?" ”
Naoki Natsume brushed the label on his clothes and looked at the price, then shook his head slightly: "It's too expensive, I don't usually wear such expensive ones." ”
When the tall and thin male shopping guide heard this, his face immediately changed, he shook his head silently, and then turned around and left.
It turned out to be a poor man, and he was still a little white face who was raised.
At first, they saw Naoki Natsume grow well, and thought that it should be a couple with a talented and beautiful woman, so they wanted to try his luck.
"What's going on?"
"Poor one, just a little white face."
"Ah...... That's right. ”
The companions looked at each other, half-convinced.
Although it is very expensive, Naoki Natsume is actually planning to buy one.
I'm going to visit Shirai's house later.,It's too casual to go out today.,Plus there's no right clothes at home.,I wanted to take this opportunity to buy a more formal set here.,I can wear it on an occasion in the future.。
But as soon as he turned around, the shopping guide had already left, and Natsume Naoki also caught a glimpse of the disdain on the shopping guide's face.
He thought about it and understood that he was treated as a poor bastard.
So he silently went back to the sofa and sat and waited for Amamiya Chizuru to come out, during which he said something to the female shopping guides who were carrying one dress after another.
The female shopping guides immediately lit up their eyes, and their eyes were a little more fiery when they looked at him with a smile, which made Naoki Natsume uncomfortable.
Amamiya Chizuru came out and changed into a pink and white skirt, and it could be seen that she was very satisfied with the set she was wearing now.
"This one is good, I'll go pay for those packings, and I'll wear this one."
"No, I've already paid for it." Naoki Natsume said with a slight smile.
"Huh?" Amamiya Chizuru was stunned.
The female shopping guides next to them also laughed, they made a lot of money today, of course they had to help say a few words.
"Your boyfriend is very sweet and has already paid." They piled all the packed clothes on the sofa: "This gentleman also deliberately bagged them separately in the order in which you tried them on. ”
Naoki Natsume hurriedly waved his hand: "It's not a boyfriend." ”
Amamiya Chizuru's attention was on the cardboard boxes containing the receipts: "Wow, I picked a lot, and it's expensive...... Did you pay it all? ”
"It's really expensive." Naoki Natsume sighed: "One piece is worth the price of a dozen pieces I usually wear." ”
"Then you still ......"
"Just because it's expensive doesn't mean I can't afford it." Naoki Natsume smiled: "And let's take it as an apology for causing you to get your skirt dirty and hide in embarrassment for half an hour!" ”
It's like a steamed bun that sells 5 cents a piece in the vegetable market, and it sells for 10 yuan a piece here, which is outrageously expensive, but it doesn't mean that the aunt who comes to buy vegetables can't afford it.
She just didn't want to spend that unjust money.
Naoki Natsume has the same mentality, but if this money is to buy clothes for Amamiya Chizuru is an apology, then he is still happy to pay for it.
Although it is not as rich as the Amamiya family, Natsume can be regarded as a rich second generation no matter how he says it, after all, not everyone has a large-scale online clothing factory at home.
I can rent a two-story villa near the school, have a top-of-the-line desktop and two laptops at home, can afford to hire a maid, and never worry about money...... Naoki Natsume is just usually very frugal, so he doesn't show a rich temperament.
This is also due to Asai, the maid is very housekeeper, and the thrifty atmosphere also infects Naoki Natsume.
It's different to have a woman in the family, otherwise there will always be less fireworks in the world.
Amamiya Chizuru was not pretentious, the money had already been paid, and it was useless to say more, so he smiled and said some words of thanks, and followed Naoki Natsume out of the door.
Before leaving, he looked at the stupid tall and thin man salesman and shrugged his shoulders.
It's a pity that if he had a little more patience, he might have bought two better shirts to keep as formal wear.
The colleagues came to their senses and looked at him with schadenfreude in their eyes.