Chapter 82 I’m really not my boyfriend

The long white silk dress that had been stained with dust could only be washed out with laundry detergent. Naoki Natsume tried for a long time, but found that the stain on Amamiya Chizuru's buttocks would only become darker if it was stained with water.

, it was originally just a small area that was dazzling, but the dust turned into mud after being stained with water. Although it didn't look so obvious, the area was larger.

With Amamiya Chizuru's arrogance, it is absolutely impossible for her to go shopping in dirty clothes.

So it’s natural to go shopping for clothes!

The little rich woman thought so.

"How about this one?"

In the most high-end clothing store in the mall, Amamiya Chizuru walked out of the fitting room and asked Natsume Naoki while looking in the mirror.

Natsume Naoki sat on the sofa in the "boyfriend-only area" and looked at her, seriously considering the matching.

Finally, he nodded and replied in a very serious tone: "It suits you very well."

The small and exquisite white shirt looked like children's clothing, but Natsume Naoki knew it was definitely not the case. This shop was a custom-made shop with few finished products, but the finished products were available in various models, which saved a lot of trouble.

The little rich woman chose a shirt for her upper body, but still chose a skirt for her lower body.

The black fabric is very high-end at first glance, and the style and embroidery are also absolutely top-notch. Although his family owns a factory, Natsume Naoki is a layman and does not know much about clothing design, but this does not prevent him from thinking about the price of this skirt.

Some awe.

It can be seen that the little rich woman likes to wear skirts, because girls wearing skirts always make people shine.

Amamiya Chizuru felt very happy after hearing Natsume Naoki's sincere praise.

She is a professional designer who majored in clothing. How could she not know how to match beautiful clothes?

But asking this question too much is a girl’s unique mentality.

Who doesn’t want to hear compliments?

Especially since I am so naturally beautiful!

"You have already chosen for two hours." Natsume Naoki shook his wrist and looked at the watch on it: "Don't we still have to go shopping? We are running out of time, right?"

Amamiya Chizuru was stunned when she heard this, and then looked at him with a strange expression.

"What's wrong?" Natsume Naoki noticed her look and was very puzzled, "Wouldn't Shirai's mother come home from work at six o'clock? It's already past four o'clock now. We'd better get on the bus and go to her house at half past five.

You have to take the bus, otherwise it will be too late... It would be impolite to disturb someone’s home during dinner.”

"Is that the point?"

"Then what's the point?"

Amamiya Chizuru didn't want to explain anymore, spread her hands, and threw the two clothes in her hands to him: "Help me pack them."

Straight men are straight men, do you really think that after spending two hours choosing clothes, you didn’t find what you like?

She really wanted to ask, then what do you mean when you go shopping?

Amamiya Chizuru turned to look at the store clerks standing by. They were like mobile clothes racks, carrying various high-end clothes in their hands and hanging on their arms.

Chizuru Amamiya was like a queen patrolling her territory, with her little hand half raised in the air, her fingers trembling slightly, using the lively knowledge in her head.

Then she picked two tops and skirts in matching colors and entered the private room again.

The male clerks gathered around the front desk and looked at Natsume Naoki from time to time, and then sighed.

The rules in the store are that female customers have female shopping guides to sell them, and male customers have male shopping guides to sell them. Whoever sells gets a commission.

It's rare to see a big-spending customer like Amamiya Chizuru all year round, and the clothes in the store are very expensive.

Alas, how come the boy we came with is so calm?

Even if men don’t buy clothes often, they still make money even if they buy one or two pieces!

It's not like now, when a few people gathered around to watch the female shopping guides having fun.

Natsume Naoki looked at the small sling in his hand and thought, how can he wear underwear with this thing?

My own underwear may have more fabric than this thing.

He shook his head and handed the white sling to the clerk for packing.

These were the clothes Chizuru Amemiya wore the last time she entered the fitting room. Every time she would take a set and change into it, and then throw the changed set out to him.

As expected, the next time she comes out, she will wear the same two pieces she just brought in, and then throw the shirt and black skirt to herself, Natsume Naoki thought.

Probably because he was too bored, Natsume Naoki stood up and stretched, and started to browse in the store, casually looking at the high-end suits and casual sportswear hanging on the wall.

If the store is a good store, the goods will naturally be good.

Being able to sell clothes in the most prosperous shopping mall in Ginza, there is no way they can be fake.

In addition to the custom-made clothes of its own brand, most of the ready-made clothes in this store are first-class brands, and the prices are naturally surprisingly high.

As soon as they saw Natsume Naoki starting to look at men's clothing, the eyes of the shopping guides immediately lit up.

A tall and thin male shopping guide moved the fastest and came to Natsume Naoki's side. His companions saw this and looked at him with different eyes.

"This guest is just looking at it. These are the most popular styles now." He rubbed his hands and tried to be as easy-going and professional as possible: "Would you like to order it or buy it ready-made?"

Natsume Naoki touched the tag on the clothes and looked at the price, then shook his head gently: "It's too expensive. I usually don't wear such expensive clothes."

When the tall and thin male shopping guide heard this, his expression immediately changed, he shook his head silently, then turned around and left.

It turns out that he is a poor guy and a pretty boy who is being kept.

At first, they saw Natsume Naoki's good looks and thought they should be a talented and beautiful couple, so they wanted to try his luck.

"what happened?"

"I'm just a poor guy, just a pretty boy."

"Ah...that's it."

The companions looked at each other, doubtful.

Although it is very expensive, Natsume Naoki actually plans to buy one.

I'm going to visit the Shirai family later. What I wore today was a bit too casual, and I don't have any suitable clothes at home. I originally wanted to take this opportunity to buy something more formal here so that I can wear it on some occasion in the future.

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But when he turned around, the shopping guide had already left. Natsume Naoki even caught a glimpse of the vague contempt on the shopping guide's face.

He thought deeply and realized that he was probably regarded as a pauper.

So he silently returned to the sofa and sat waiting for Amamiya Chizuru to come out. During this period, he said something to the female shopping guides who were carrying clothes one by one.

The female shopping guides' eyes immediately shone, and they looked at him with bright smiles and their eyes were a little more fiery, which made Natsume Naoki feel uncomfortable.

Chizuru Amamiya came out and changed into a pink and white dress. It was obvious that she was very satisfied with the outfit she was wearing now.

"This is a good one. I'm going to pay for the bags. Just wear this one."

"No, I've already paid the money." Natsume Naoki said with a slight smile.

"Eh?" Amamiya Chizuru was stunned.

The female shopping guides next to me also laughed. They made a lot of money today, so of course they had to say a few words of help.

"Your boyfriend has already paid the price very considerately." They piled all the packed clothes on the sofa: "This gentleman also specially packed the bags one by one according to the order you tried them on."

Natsume Naoki quickly waved his hand: "Not your boyfriend."

Amamiya Chizuru's attention was focused on the paper boxes containing receipts: "Wow, I picked a lot, and it was very expensive... Did you pay all of it?"

"It is indeed very expensive." Natsume Naoki sighed: "One piece is worth the price of the dozen or so pieces I usually wear."

"Then you still..."

"It's expensive, but it doesn't mean I can't afford it." Natsume Naoki smiled: "And just think of it as an apology for causing you to soil your skirt and hide in embarrassment for half an hour!"

Just like steamed buns sold for 50 cents each in other places in the vegetable market, they sell for 10 yuan each here. This is ridiculously expensive, but it doesn't mean that the aunts who come to buy vegetables can't afford it.

She just didn't want to spend that wasted money.

Natsume Naoki also had the same mentality, but if the money was used to buy clothes for Amamiya Chizuru as an apology, then he would still be happy to pay for it.

Although not as rich as the Amamiya family, Natsume can still be considered a rich second generation. After all, not everyone has a large-scale online clothing factory in their family.

I can rent a two-story villa near the school, have a desktop computer and two laptops at home, can afford to hire a maid, and never worry about money... Natsume Naoki is just usually very frugal, so he doesn't show a wealthy temperament.

That’s all.

This is also due to Asai, the maid is very good at managing the house, and the frugal atmosphere has also infected Natsume Naoki.

It's different when there is a woman in the house, otherwise there will always be less of a human atmosphere.

Amamiya Chizuru didn't show any pretense, she had already paid the money and there was no point in talking about it, so she smiled, said some words of thanks, and followed Natsume Naoki out the door.

Before leaving, he glanced at the tall, thin salesman who was dumbfounded and shrugged.

What a pity. If he had been a little more patient, he might have bought two better shirts and kept them as formal wear.

His colleagues came to their senses and looked at him with gloating eyes.
Chapter completed!