Shibuya Central Street is full of people coming and going, but it doesn't give Toru Watanabe any sense of security.

Among these people, were there any Kujo Miki sent to monitor his men? Did they carry succinylcholine with them?

When I first received the notice of the event, I was blinded by the generous rewards. Once I actually implemented it, I realized that the "huge life risk" was not a joke.

How to answer... confess or lie?

"It's rare to take a break. Let's go out and buy clothes while the weather is nice." There's nothing to hesitate about. Confession is a dead end. The only way to survive is by lying!

"Oh——, is that so?" Kujo Miki said meaningfully.

Watanabe Toru was slightly panicked, but now he could only bite the bullet and continue: "Of course. But there are so many people in Shibuya. It is indeed the most crowded intersection in the world."

"Just wait where you are."

"Um?"

"With just a few digits in your card, the clothes you buy will only embarrass me."

"How many numbers? Do I have..." He opened the system panel and looked at it.

Two million one hundred five thousand six hundred and fifty-two yen is quite a lot, okay?

"How many billions are there?" Kujo Miki asked casually.

"A few...well, being poor is a bit poorer, but the most important thing about a person is his inner self."

At this time, Tamamo Haomei, who was waiting impatiently, turned around and entered the "Kekai Jia Lai" building without saying anything.

Looking at her back saying "I will never give you a second chance", Toru Watanabe sighed inwardly.

But she still decided to struggle!

If we get rid of Kujo Miki now, there is still a possibility of catching up!

He said to Miki Kujo on the phone: "I'm chasing you because I like you, not because I want to spend your money. Besides, if you buy me clothes, others will think that I, a poor boy from the countryside, am a freeloader and a pretty boy."

"As you told me, if you want to live a life of idleness, don't you just want to eat soft food?"

"That's what I say, but..."

"Why do I think you seem so arrogant today?" Miki Kujo's tone suddenly turned cold, "How dare you talk back?"

If you keep talking, you might actually die.

"Wait for me." After saying this in a commanding tone, Kujo Miki hung up the phone.

About twenty minutes later, Kujo Miki got out of an ordinary-looking car.

She wore a baseball cap today and was dressed in a youthful and energetic way. She looked like a perfect high school girlfriend.

"It's so beautiful today." Toru Watanabe praised.

"You mean I'm not pretty usually?"

"No, how could it be? What I mean is that you are different from your usual pretty style. Of course Meiji is beautiful all the time."

Miki Kujo was noncommittal, and she moved her face closer to Toru Watanabe.

Watanabe Toru subconsciously wanted to hide back, but was squinted by her warning eyes and had to stay still.

Kujo Miki sniffed at the collar of his shirt first, then on the chest, and finally on the sleeves.

Toru Watanabe was very happy to be "checked" so strictly.

Of course it's not because Kujo Miki "cares" about him, but because the other party's behavior doesn't mean that she didn't send someone to follow him?

It was just a coincidence!

Watanabe Tetsuya deliberately put his nose on Kujo Miki's neck: "It smells so good, Miki."

"Isn't Tamamo from Class 1 so beautiful? What did you and her talk about?"

Toru Watanabe, who was so talkative just now, his heart almost jumped out of his throat, and he immediately made a "plop" and "plop" sound that both of them could hear!

Kujo Miki still kept sniffing Toru Watanabe's sleeves, but looked at Toru Watanabe with a smile on her face.

The "checking" just now was a show!

She just wanted to see Toru Watanabe sighing in relief at one moment and extremely nervous at the other.

"Hahaha," Kujo Miki laughed happily, her face very close to Watanabe Toru, the brim of the baseball cap covering his face, "I like your scared look the most, you are so cute~"

"However," it only took half a second for her expression to change from laughter to murderous look, "if it happens again, I will take off your clothes, tie you two together, and hang you from the Tokyo Tower."

Watanabe Toru could not guess what this woman was thinking at all. He felt that she could simply go to the mental sanatorium at Kiyono Rin's home, but he had no doubts about the other woman's ability to keep her word.

"I was just discussing tutoring matters with Tamamo-san. Teacher Koizumi asked me to do it, and Rin Kiyono also participated."

"Um--really?"

"You can ask them both. But I don't think you need to do that, because I like you so much that I almost want to take you home and introduce you to my parents."

"I hope what you are thinking is what you said." Kujo Miki grabbed Watanabe Toru's sleeve and changed her hand to hold it, "Let's go, I will buy you some clothes."

Watanabe Toru finally breathed a real sigh of relief and was led semi-forcefully into Shibuya's boutique men's clothing store by Miki Kujo.

After entering the store, Miki Kujo let go of Toru Watanabe and started wandering around the store.

She walked along the rows of clothes, pulled out a brown suit, and handed it to Toru Watanabe: "Try it."

Watanabe Toru looked at the suit and said with great resistance: "I feel uncomfortable wearing a suit."

"As long as I feel comfortable."

Miss Kujo gave the order, and Toru Watanabe had no choice but to take the clothes and walk into the fitting room. After a long time of effort, he finally put on his first suit in his life - Western-style school uniforms were not included.

When he walked out feeling uncomfortable, the saleswoman who had been watching quietly at the side widened her eyes and couldn't help but stepped forward.

While she thoughtfully helped Watanabe Toru adjust the cuffs, she praised: "Very few people dare to try on a brown suit. How come it fits you so well! It's perfect!"

After adjusting her cuffs, she swallowed without leaving a trace, and stretched her hand to Toru Watanabe's collarbone.

The female salesperson stared at the side of Toru Watanabe's face with eyes that were even more fanatical than those of the star's sister, aunt, or mother.

Kujo Miki waved the saleswoman's hand away with a sad look on her face.

"It's too ugly, take it off."

"I think it looks great on your boyfriend. There is no need to modify the length. It looks like it was tailor-made!"

"I said, take it off."

Kujo Miki's aura was in full swing, and the salesperson could only keep an awkward smile and couldn't say a word.

Watanabe Tetsu was eager to take off his clothes quickly, and as he was walking to the fitting room, Kujo Miki stopped him again.

"Try this one."

"Still trying?" Toru Watanabe looked at the black suit in her hand.

When he put on his black suit and adjusted the cuffs that were difficult to button and walked out, the saleswoman seemed to see a bohemian young man.

She subconsciously clasped her hands in front of her chest. Only in this way could she restrain her desire to move her hands and feet.

Kujo Miki glanced at the nymphomaniacal saleswoman and sneered: "No, change it again."

As a normal man, Toru Watanabe hates changing clothes the most.

"I've tried on two pieces, but I don't think I'm suitable for wearing a suit at all. Should I go for short-sleeved ones?"

Kujo Miki completely ignored Watanabe Toru's own will and chose a suit worn by men in their thirties and forties.

When Toru Watanabe took the suit, he let out a breath, hoping that the other party could understand his inner impatience.

When he came out for the third time, Kujo Miki smacked her tongue very obviously and said impatiently: "Change again."

"Do you want to change?" Toru Watanabe looked at the saleswoman, "How do I look like?"

"I have been working as a salesperson here for three years, and I have never seen anyone who is more suitable for wearing a suit than you! You can even completely control this mature style!" The saleswoman has said this countless times, and only this time she means it.

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Watanabe Toru looked at Kujo Miki and tilted his head, meaning: Look, everyone else has agreed, it's almost done.

If you respect Toru Watanabe's opinion, you are not Miss Kujo. She chose another gray suit.

This time, Toru Watanabe looked at Miki Kujo for three seconds before taking the suit from her and walking into the fitting room.

"Your boyfriend is so handsome!" the saleswoman said.

Miki Kujo crossed her arms and tapped her fingers impatiently. She decided to send someone to contact the clothing company and ask them to fire this saleswoman who talked too much.

She will also be prohibited from engaging in the clothing industry in the future.

"He dotes on you so much. Most boys hate changing clothes. To them, it is a very troublesome thing."

"Really?" Kujo Miki said indifferently.

"And he only has you in his eyes. When he asked for my opinion just now, he kept looking at your face. It's so enviable!"

Kujo Miki sneered noncommittally.

Toru Watanabe walked out of the fitting room for the fourth time. At this time, he had adjusted his mentality, smashed the jar, and proactively said: "How about it? As long as you don't like it at all, I will change it again, and I will definitely let it go today."
To be continued...