Love Healing Manual

Chapter 82 The Girl Shopping (Bonus Chapter 22)

"Yes, but the discounts are only available for certain brands." The sales clerk glanced at Lin Ze and Kitagawa Ayane, who were wearing masks, and her eyes, without revealing anything, basically told her that the two customers were students.

Identity is indeed a very special thing; it can be seen at a glance.

The feeling of a mature adult who has entered society is completely different from that of a student still on campus.

After seeing many, it becomes easy to distinguish them.

"Take us to see it," Lin Ze said calmly.

"Okay, this way please." The sales clerk pointed to the discount area ahead.

Japan has many specialty discount stores with affordable prices. For example, shoe stores like ABC-Mart generally sell shoes for around 6000 to 13000 yen and carry dozens of brands.

High-priced shoe stores are usually located in shopping malls and supermarkets. For example, it is common for a pair of shoes in an LV store to sell for more than 300000 yen.

It's worth mentioning that Suzuo Miyagi looks down on "luxury goods" at this price point, finding them too cheap.

In Tokyo, the gap between the rich and poor has always been very wide.

Fortunately, the vast majority of them are poor.

The store that Lin Ze and Kitagawa Ayane came to was not bad. He glanced at the prices and thought they were reasonable. He should have enough money in his savings card to buy a few decent clothes.

Kitagawa Ayane was willing to take the initiative, and of course, there were concerns about the cost, which was naturally the best outcome. Lin Ze was happy to stay quietly for a while.

He arrived at the shoe-trying area and casually found a seat.

"This is our discount area. Madam, please take a look and see what you like. We can all try it on," the sales clerk eagerly introduced to Kitagawa Ayane.

Enter the eye.

Dozens of women's sneakers were displayed on the shelf, with various styles available.

Kitagawa Ayane nodded.

Then, she walked around, stopping occasionally, pretending to select items.

Actually, Kitagawa Ayane didn't know which sneakers were good to wear. She looked at one that seemed pretty good, touched it, and felt that the quality was also quite good. Her only recollection of it was that she had seen other girls wearing similar styles at the University of Tokyo.

So wearing this out shouldn't be so weird that people will stare at you, and that's enough.

She didn't know which ones looked good and which ones didn't; she just thought they were all pretty average, and that the little leather shoes on her feet were more neat and durable.

Suddenly.

She thought of Lin Ze.

Kitagawa Ayane turned her head and glanced at Lin Ze, who was sitting quietly with his elbows propped up on the sofa behind him, looking in her direction.

Soon, Kitagawa turned her face away.

I can't be a useless person who bothers Lin Ze with everything... He's my doctor, not my father.

As she thought this, Lin Ze's cold words from yesterday seemed to echo in her ears again.

Kitagawa Ayane pursed her lips slightly.

"Why don't you introduce which styles are suitable for running?" she asked the salesperson.

"Hmm... Ma'am, if you're going to run, I recommend this one," the short-haired saleswoman said, picking up a pair of shoes and squeezing the soft, bouncy sole. "This one has a really comfortable rebound and it's very popular. Do you like this color?"

Kitagawa Ayane's gaze swept over the price of the light green shoes, which resembled the color of a lawn.

The price is 10300 yen.

"I don't like it," she said bluntly.

"Take a look at this one. It's very popular in your age group. It's made of good materials, and the brand is always a bestseller." The salesperson picked up another pair of sneakers.

"Are there any more durable and long-lasting styles?" Kitagawa Ayane was clearly more concerned about whether the shoes could be worn for daily walks on the street.

Her legs are her primary means of transportation.

"If you're looking for durability, I'd recommend the basic style. It's made with the most solid materials, but there's a difference in terms of fashion."

“I’m not pursuing that,” Kitagawa Ayane said calmly.

She wasn't lying. Fashion is all fabricated by others to trick people into spending money. Once you're associated with the word "fashion," it's not cheap.

For example, her good friend Kaoru Murayama recently bought a pair of boots with a very strange design and an extremely high price. Even Kaoru herself had to grit her teeth and buy them.

If you really have to say what it means to pay for fashion.

As shoes, they cannot be without their fundamental purpose—practicality is the most important thing.

"What do you think of these Mizuno shoes? They offer good support and don't tire your feet."

Kitagawa Ayane's expression changed slightly when the sales clerk picked up a gray-white shoe, because the shoe looked decent and was quite understated.

Then I looked at the price, and it was only 7500 yen.

"We can give it a try." She finally relented.

The saleswoman breathed a sigh of relief and told Kitagawa Ayane to sit down quickly so she could take off her shoes and try them on.

She sat on the sofa.

"What shoe size do you usually wear, ma'am?"

"Code 23.5."

"This one is 0.5 sizes too big. I can exchange it for you later. You should mainly try it on to see how it feels."

"Ok."

However, just as the sales clerk grasped Kitagawa Ayane's calf and was about to help her try on shoes, she suddenly noticed the over-the-knee socks on her feet.

"Why don't you take off your socks?" the saleswoman said, looking up at her.

Does it matter?

"Yes, it's not easy to tell the feel of your feet when you're wearing socks; you can't feel the subtle differences."

"That's it..."

Kitagawa Ayane involuntarily glanced at Lin Ze. Because of her, the senior was actually a little embarrassed, especially by showing her feet and toes. Except after taking a shower, she would go barefoot and usually wore knee-high socks.

Japanese girls have similar problems to some extent.

It might be because I've been used to wearing calf socks since I was little.

She didn't act coy; her cheeks just flushed slightly. She grabbed the toes of her over-the-knee socks and pulled them off with a little force.

Suddenly.

Her fair feet, tinged with a hint of pink, were revealed. In a flash, they were slipped into her shoes.

The same applies to the other foot.

"Stand up and try."

"Ah."

Kitagawa Ayane stood up abruptly, and immediately her expression changed. She took a few steps on the sofa and then looked down at her shoes.

Look left, look right.

Her skin was like ivory, and her long, fair legs were clad in greyish-white shoes, giving her an understated yet sporty look. The slightly high soles of the shoes further elongated her legs.

It has to be said that the girl's legs are always like this, possessing a special beauty at this age.

It possesses youth and irreplaceable vitality.

"It's quite comfortable," Kitagawa Ayane couldn't help but say.

This felt completely different from wearing flat leather shoes, because the shoes wrapped around her feet, and she could feel softness and elasticity with every step, making her feel much lighter.

This subtle feeling of joy filled her with a sense of novelty.

So, Kitagawa Ayane boldly walked up to Lin Ze, brushed her bangs aside, and lowered her beautiful face that would make anyone envious.

She whispered in Lin Ze's ear, "What do you think... is it worth the price?"

The sales clerk watched this scene with a smile.

It seems.

This is a clingy little girl.

I always ask my boyfriend's opinion when buying a pair of shoes.

"Not bad," Lin Ze commented.

"Then did you buy it?"

"Buy it if you want."

Kitagawa Ayane, however, understood another meaning behind those words: that she needed to ask him about something so simple, and that he couldn't be more independent.

"This one will do," Kitagawa Ayane said to the sales clerk, turning her head to say, "Take one size smaller, and then pack it for me."

"Okay, ma'am, please wait here for a moment."

Back to the sofa.

Kitagawa Ayane took off her shoes and started putting on her socks, pulling them up little by little, then her little leather shoes, until her fair legs were completely covered, leaving only a glimpse of white from her skirt and the socks that were binding her legs.

She stood up again.

"I can definitely feel something different," she couldn't help but say to Lin Ze, walking over and continuing to whisper, "It's so soft and bouncy, it must be really enjoyable to run on, right?"

"nice! You love it."

"It's not a waste to buy it for 7500 yen."

Every girl is happy when she buys things, and Kitagawa Ayane is no exception.

She gained a rare experience.

So, it kept whispering in Lin Ze's ear.

“I used to think that shoes were all the same, but now I realize that was a bit naive. Before I came here, I was quite reluctant to buy shoes.”

Kitagawa Ayane put her feet together and tapped her little leather shoes twice, observing herself for a moment.

She turned to Lin Ze and said, "Have you ever had a novel experience before? The first time wearing it?"

"You could shut up if you wanted to," Lin Ze said, getting a little annoyed.

"Tell me," Kitagawa Ayane mustered her courage and nudged him with her shoulder, once, twice, three times. "Tell me, please tell me, okay?"

"The next treatment will begin five minutes later."

“I was wrong,” Kitagawa Ayane immediately stopped what she was doing and quickly said, “I won’t do it again.”

We discovered that this store not only sells shoes, but also has many styles of clothing. After passing the shoe area, we walked to the other side and found the clothing area.

After picking up the shopping bags.

The two then went to browse the sportswear section, again with the help of the short-sleeved sales clerk.

I decided to try on that gray and white tracksuit.

The style perfectly matched Lin Ze's imagination; it not only had a stand-up collar but was also made of sturdy material that was both rainproof and windproof.

Lin Ze pointed to the clothes and asked the sales clerk to take them off. Then he asked Kitagawa Ayane to go to the fitting room to change.

……

After a while.

With a "click," the fitting room door opened.

Lin Ze crossed his arms and looked toward the fitting room.

And a particularly cool girl walked out from there.

She changed out of her ordinary clothes into a fitted tracksuit with a stand-up collar that covered the black choker around her neck; the gray and white color scheme ran from top to bottom.

If clothes can change how people perceive a person.

After spending so many days together, this was the first time Lin Ze had shown a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he had a new understanding of Kitagawa-senpai.

Her figure is actually really good...like a flower bud about to bloom, beautiful in its youthful innocence.

just.

The girl seemed rather uncomfortable, tidying up this side and that side here and there.

She awkwardly met Lin Ze's gaze.

"I feel like I'm wrapped up a little too tightly—"

Unexpected.

Kitagawa Ayane stopped speaking and stood blankly in front of the mirror, staring directly at her reflection.

Because now, she hardly recognizes herself anymore.

(End of this chapter)