Chizuru beamed happily as she walked down the street, surrounded by high-end clothing shops in all directions. To say she was in her natural milieu would be an understatement of massive proportions. But she wasn't here for pleasure or her own business.
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That day, Chizuru Honsho was a woman on a mission. The toughest shopping mission of them all. A shoe shopping mission. God help whoever stood in her way. )
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Sighing to himself, Jyuushirou let his eyes wander around the store, that smelled of leather and moth balls and Fabreeze, all the while nodding at all the important bits in Chizuru's lecture.
"How about those?" Jyuushirou cut in, just as she was getting into her second wind. He pointed to a pair not too far away from them, whose price tag indicated it was quite possibly one of the cheapest ones there. "They look alright-- how about it?"
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"You just picked the cheapest pair you saw, didn't you?" Chizuru deadpanned. She picked up the shoe to best illustrate the error of his ways.
"The problem isn't the price, however. Personally I think a loafer-type shoe would be best for you, but also look at the way the shoe curves around where your toes would be. It's the easiest way of being able to tell whether they would pinch your feet or not."
Jyuushirou's eyes were starting to glaze over, so Chizuru cut her lecture short and started picking out shoes for him. Eight pairs later...
"Okay, walk around in it for a bit. It should feel snug but comfortable, with room to easily move your toes."
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After making sure he got the right size, he put them on, wiggling his toes a bit, before standing and walking around. Despite their look, they were quite comfortable.
Until he saw the price tag, that is.
"Chizuru," he said, turning to the younger girl with an exasperated look, "$100 for shoes?"
He knew his sneakers were bad, but they certainly weren't that bad.
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Chizuru blinked, suddenly recalling the package she had seen before they had left. "Actually, I think you're going to need two pairs. I'm sorry I forgot to mention this earlier, but their was a suit-sized package for you from someone named Shunsui Kyouraku. It had an Armani label on it, so you know it's pretty high end."
Much to her amusement, she could see the white-haired man balking in dismay and couldn't resist another shot at him. "What a stroke of luck. After all, it would be a huge faux pas to wear the same suit you wore to the auction on your date. At least if you go somewhere nice. And don't worry ( ... )
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