People in Tokyo, the world is clear

Chapter 57: The Calmness Brought by Simplicity

Not to mention the opinions of passers-by who were ignored by the two clumsy pranksters.

Due to lack of experience, Lin Sen didn't realize something until he entered the building.

We picked the wrong time to practice pretending to be lovers.

Not all stores in the department store are open early in the morning on weekdays.

The golden period is from late afternoon to afternoon.

At this time, the customers in the mall are mostly housewives who are shopping and real leisure shoppers.

“So, there’s absolutely no sense of atmosphere.”

Worse is yet to come.

Confused, I was swept along by the crowd and wandered slowly to the vegetable and fruit area in the basement.

Thus, the fresh meat, ice cubes and the faint smell of fruits and vegetables completely diluted the vaguely ambiguous atmosphere, and suddenly intensified the gossips of life.

Dumbfounding.

But surprisingly, the girl next to me seemed to like this place very much.

He pulled Lin Sen to stand in front of the freezer, and pointed at and commented on the fishy fish and shrimp meat.

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"This business model is quite rare. They actually cut and package the meat freshly."

"After all, a newly opened store always has to have some gimmicks."

What started as a supposed date practice begins to take a strange turn.

Miss Ito gradually felt at ease and took the lead in leading the way. She took the children on a half-circle tour and then picked up the box of green peppers to taste and comment on them.

"Sure enough, it's very expensive... much higher than the price back home."

"The vegetable procurement process involves at least two rounds of transfers. Every link has to squeeze out profits, and in the end, this is what happens."

One dared to talk and the other dared to answer, and the topic gradually deviated to something completely different.

“The tomatoes look pretty good...”

"Ito can actually cook?"

"Of course it will work!"

The girl put her hands on her hips and complained, "It's only since I came to Tokyo to work that I've fallen into disrepair. I never had enough time to take care of myself, so I started to neglect it. When I was little, I used to cook delicious food!"

"really?"

"I'll show it to you today!"

"can."

Okay, I got it again buddy.

Before he could revel in his own cleverness for a moment, he suddenly realized what was happening.

Then he snatched away the shopping basket that was already filled with dishes, and put all the carefully selected lunch ingredients back in their original place.

"Wait a minute. It seems like we're not here to buy groceries and cook today, Ito."

"Ah! I finally picked it..."

"Stop it. Go up first."

After much persuasion, I finally coaxed the reluctant Miss Ito upstairs.

During this time, there was also the sound of a girl chattering.

"Isn't it possible for lovers to go out shopping and cooking together?"

"Yes, but rarely. And it obviously doesn't help foster a false intimacy that would be obvious to outsiders. It's a bit too down-to-earth, making it seem like we're just doing it normally, completely indistinguishable."

Be formal!

During the free time upstairs, Lin Sen racked his brains to come up with some good ideas.

First of all, the clothing should be consistent. Vision is the most intuitive way to receive information, so if you give each other two pieces of clothes that look similar, it is easy to create a sense of couple through similar couple outfits.

Secondly, there is the convergence of behavioral patterns. In later times, walking side by side, each holding a cup of milk tea, this outward display would be a very clever way to show off one's relationship to outsiders.

Unfortunately, the concept of roadside milk tea shops is not very popular in today's era. However, there are solutions.

Lin Sen thought of a good idea.

Rain umbrella!

It happened to be the rainy season, so carrying an umbrella was a common habit. Many passersby on the street used their umbrellas as handbags or other street toys.

It might be a good idea to have one umbrella per person, one large and one small, carefully arranged.

Lin Sen was a man who acted on his ideas. He left Miss Ito at the affordable clothing store on the first floor and went to the daily necessities store a few doors down.

After picking out two umbrellas, one black and one white, he rushed back without stopping, intending to supervise Miss Ito's choice of clothes.

But when I stood at the door of the store, I stopped unconsciously:

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Frowning subconsciously.

The expression comes from the scene in front of you:

The girl with short hair picked up the clothes on the hanger, turned her head and blinked at the two women who suddenly appeared in front of her.

Seems to be chatting.

However, judging from the sweet smiles with a hint of sarcasm on their faces, there didn't seem to be much good intention in them.

Only after getting closer could I hear the content of the conversation clearly.

The one who spoke was a fashionable, long-haired woman.

"I like your dress... where did you buy it?"

This refers to the relatively plain white short skirt that Ms. Ito is wearing.

The girl didn't seem to notice the strange tone of the other party. She simply gave the name of a store and kindly told the price.

Then the fashionable woman's smile grew wider, and she nodded with her eyes narrowed.

"Very good, isn't it?"

But he suppressed his laughter, and exchanged glances with his companions:

"I've never bought anything there. Do they sell it in this mall?"

"Well, I'll go check it out next time... These clothes are so cute, aren't they, Yoshii?"

"We have to buy a few pieces over there... It feels like, judging by the prices, we could buy out the whole store."

Although the tone is relatively light and even pretends to be friendly, if you listen carefully, it is not difficult to hear the sarcasm in it.

Perhaps the two self-proclaimed beauties were pretending to be friendly, but in fact they were making fun of Miss Ito, who seemed a little clumsy because she rarely went to such places.

This is essentially a bad behavior, bordering on the level of bullying from strangers. If you're sensitive and thin-skinned, you'll probably just swallow your bitterness in silence and then find an excuse to escape.

Unexpectedly, the following scene was beyond their expectations.

The girl with short hair just listened patiently and then put on a shy introverted smile.

"The clothes there are all very nice... If you're interested, you can go and have a look. Also, they give out discount coupons every Tuesday. I have some here..."

Miss Ito took out all the coupons from the backpack behind her and handed them in front of her with a happy smile that was so simple that it was a little silly on her face.

"Give."

"what..."

This kind expression must have struck a chord. At least, the two present were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other, a tinge of guilt evident on their faces.

After a while, the man called Yoshii reached out his hand blankly and took the carefully folded coupon as if sleepwalking.

Then--

"Ito?"

In the sight of the two, a young man stood beside the girl and handed her the umbrella.

After the girl happily took it, he looked over and showed a friendly expression to the two of them.

Then, when his gaze fell on the ticket in his hand, he opened his eyes slightly.

He turned his head and glanced at the girl beside him with a hint of helplessness and blame, but said nothing. He just patted her back gently and said, "Is this the one you have in your hand? Try it on."

After a series of performances ended and the couple in front of her left, the fashionable woman woke up from her dream and glanced at her companions.

"Yoshii..."

"what."

At this moment, the woman called Yoshii felt that the paper in her hand was as hot as if it were burning.

"How can there be such a simple child..."

"Well, we seem to have gone a bit too far."

"Ugh."

Chapter 58: A Gradually Perfect Match

"Senior, why do you seem so happy all of a sudden?"

In front of the fitting table, the girl in the mirror turned her head and stared at the person next to her.

"It's an illusion. This size seems to be quite suitable. Ito, why don't you try it in the fitting room?"

"Okay. I chose this one because there's a similar-looking piece of clothing in the men's clothing store next door. I'm going to try that one on, too."

"OK."

After watching the girl close the door of the fitting room, Lin Sen smiled secretly and looked outside.

There was a pair of figures there, looking as if they were leaving dejectedly.

Indeed, I almost couldn't hold it in.

These two "beauties" originally wanted to play some sarcastic tricks for fun, but they never expected to meet a little angel who was so innocent that she couldn't detect any sarcasm.

He wasn't a very evil person to begin with. But after Lin Sen's impromptu performance, he actually made himself feel guilty and his soul was deeply cleansed.

The evaluation is self-inflicted.

"So, there really are such innocent children..."

This is truly a moment of wonder. Although I was already deeply impressed, I was still struck by Ms. Ito's subconscious refusal to assume the worst of others.

As I admired my friend more and more, I followed her to the men's clothing store next door after she paid the bill and bought the coat she had chosen.

Then they stood together in front of the store mirror.

A young man in a light yellow coat held a long black umbrella, its slender body touching the ground against his slender trouser legs.

The girl next to her wore a smaller jacket of the same color, with only slight differences in details. Her white sneakers under her simple white dress gave her a lively vibe. She stomped her feet twice before clutching her white umbrella.

He tilted his head slightly, moved his body, and leaned lightly on the young man's shoulder.

Two words: coordination.

This caused the shop assistant next to him to subconsciously cover his face, his eyes full of stars.

"It suits you two very well."

This sentence is very pleasant to hear.

"Wouldn't you like to take a look at a few other sets?"

Forget it.

Feeling satisfied, I went upstairs with Ms. Ito and admired myself again for my sudden creativity.