The purchased items were stored at the pet center with Xiaoyue, and Yukinoshita and Fujii Jun came to the shopping mall area.
There is a dazzling array of products, and couples, couples or loners come and go. It is really a very big shopping mall.
Jun Fujii had never been to a place like this in his previous life, and he was a little dazzled for a moment.
"Do you want to buy anything for Yuigahama?"
"No."
Yukinoshita shook her head.
"Mr. Pan..."
As she spoke, Yukinoshita's footsteps slowly moved to the front of a doll store at some point. She was fiddling with the ears of the panda doll intently, muttering something else.
So cute.
If Jun Fujii remembered correctly, the sinister-looking doll in Yukinoshita's hand was her line avatar, and it clearly didn't look cute at all.
Not having a clue, Jun Fujii and Yukinoshita started shopping in this mall, but most of them were looking at where Yukinoshita was shopping, thinking about it and then letting it go with a sigh.
Although the mall is huge, you will eventually finish it if you go around it like this.
"Give."
Jun Fujii handed a cup of milk tea to Yukinoshita.
Yukinoshita, who was sitting on the chair, was stunned when he saw the milk tea.
"I just happened to see it when I came back from the bathroom. It seems to be quite delicious." Jun Fujii explained.
"Thanks."
Yukinoshita Yukino took the milk tea, gently broke the film with a straw, and started sucking gently. The worry between her brows seemed to be lessened.
Fujii Jun also sat down next to Yukinoshita, watching the people coming and going, sucking on the straw.
After a while, Yukinoshita Yukino suddenly said.
"I don't understand at all. I'm not bragging. My values are far different from those of ordinary female high school girls. I have no idea about Yuigahama's hobbies and likes."
"You and Yuigahama must be both natives of Chiba, do you have any clues?
"What do you mean, Yuigahama and I are both natives of Chiba, aren't you too?"
Jun Fujii couldn't help but complain.
Jun Fujii can only be considered half a Chiba, and even the original person probably wouldn't be able to answer Yukinoshita's question. After all, apart from not being fat, he used to be a dead loser.
At this time, Yukinoshita saw the purple guard tied to Jun Fujii's hand.
Yukinoshita then spoke:
"I have rarely been exposed to these since I was a child. Even the local temples have to be visited by the elders in the family."
The eldest lady also has her own troubles.
"Didn't Yuigahama ask us to make delicious cookies before?"
"I think we can try to start from here."
After hearing Jun Fujii's words, Yukinoshita Yukino closed her fingers slightly, placing them between her chin and lips, thinking about what Jun Fujii just said.
After a while, Yukinoshita stood up.
"follow me."
Jun Fujii was led to a clothing store by Yukinoshita Yukino, but what Yukinoshita was looking at was not clothing, but aprons.
An apron? If Yuigahama wants to try something else, it's really suitable.
"How about it?"
Yukinoshita put an apron on herself, then looked back to see if it was tied securely.
Appeared! Yukinoshita, the cook, unfortunately doesn’t have a headscarf.
"Well, it's a good fit."
"Thank you, but I'm not asking you. I'm asking Yuigahama how it feels to wear it."
Yukinoshita took off this one, picked up a new one and put it on.
"It should be... good."
With Yukinoshita Yukino wearing an apron in front of him, Jun Fujii's head was already filled with space, and there was no room left to imagine what Yuigahama would look like in it.
Yukinoshita chose several aprons, picked one up, and pulled the edge of the apron with a little force with her fair and slender hands.
"I don't know what Yuigahama will like when choosing something like this. Whether it looks good or not, I can only judge by its workmanship and materials."
Your aesthetic sense is very good. Not only today, every time I see Yukinoshita Yukino's regular clothes, my eyes light up and I get full marks.
Jun Fujii thought silently, but Yukinoshita would be so entangled in Yuigahama's birthday gift, so she must be treated like this.
After asking the clerk to wrap it up, Yukinoshita looked at Jun Fujii, who had empty hands.
"What about you, have you chosen what to buy?"
"Yes, there is. I don't know if it's suitable."
The two came to a music store.
"I often see Yuigahama happily humming songs or tunes. I guess she might like music and see if there is anything suitable to buy here."
There were very few people in the store. There were only a few female high school students. It looked like a school club was out shopping.
At this time, the clerk came over and said, "Hello, do you two need anything? If you like something, you can go to the compartment over there to try it out."
"Okay thank you, we want to pick it ourselves first."
After walking around with Yukinoshita, Fujii Jun felt that the instruments here were quite complicated, and he wondered if Yuigahama would like them.
"Does Yukinoshita know the musical instruments here?"
Not knowing what to pick, Jun Fujii found a topic.
"Everything will happen."
"Both?"
This store is not a small store, but a large store in the center of the mall.
"Well, I have been very fast in everything since elementary school. The previous tennis coach from my family only taught me for three days and then left."
Seeing Yukinoshita Yukino say these words calmly, Fujii Jun couldn't help but sigh that this is a genius girl.
Walking to a place where a microphone was hung, Jun Fujii suddenly remembered that in his previous life, on the eve of high school graduation, his classmates had organized a trip to a certain ktv, and he saw it in the class teacher's circle of friends at that time.
They held a microphone in their hands and sang very happily.
Yuigahama should also like it very much. The instrument is quite complicated for her, so it is unlikely that she will like it, but everyone can sing a little bit.
After some selection, Jun Fujii chose a red microphone that looked good.
"That's it. I don't know how the singing effect will be."
"You can go to the compartment the clerk mentioned just now and try it."
Yukinoshita pointed to a door in the corner.
This cubicle is quite small, with sound-checking equipment and a few speakers inside, and a large mirror above the head.
The chairs in front of the equipment were fixed and very close. After Fujii Jun and Yukinoshita sat on them, their shoulders touched each other.
Jun Fujii looked at Yukinoshita Yukino, who was carefully debugging the equipment. Maybe because of something here, Yukinoshita's face turned a little rosy.
"Okay, try it."
Yukinoshita Yukino handed the microphone to Jun Fujii.
I looked at the microphone and fell into deep thought, what song do I know? In my previous life, I wasn't very interested in these things. If I had to say something, I might just sing "Gong Xi Fa Cai".
Not to mention Japanese songs.
He returned the microphone to Yukinoshita, "You go ahead and sing, I'm not very good at it."
Yukinoshita Yukino nodded, swiped her finger on the screen a few times, and selected a song.
The cheerful prelude sounded, and Yukinoshita looked at the lyrics on the screen and slowly opened her mouth.
