The only player in the world of Bleach.

In fact, there is definitely no such thing as "welfare CG".

Soi Fon means that she paid for all the clothes this time...

"Take this set and give it a try."

Perhaps due to the environment, Soi Fon's tone became much gentler, something that usually made her speak in a harsh manner.

She held up the maroon kimono in her hand and examined it for a long time, seemingly agonizing over it, before picking out a grass-green version of the same style for Matsushita Yusuke.

"Take them together."

This is a troublesome thing to wear, but because it is a men's style, many aspects have been simplified and overlooked.

This makes trying on clothes much easier.

Moreover, the service at this store is also quite excellent.

After Yusuke Matsushita changed his clothes, someone came up to help him with some simple grooming and styling based on his outfit.

Of course, the technique itself is not complicated.

At most, it's just tying up or letting the hair down, or lightly applying some makeup to the face.

But this is exactly what is meant by "dotting the eyes and transforming the dragon"... making an accurate judgment at the most appropriate moment can achieve a 1+1>2 effect.

"Please turn around, guest."

Matsushita Yusuke's face stiffened, and he let the other person do as they pleased.

Having no experience in this area, he had no reaction whatsoever at this moment.

The two women, who looked to be over forty, worked very efficiently, quickly tidying up Matsushita Yusuke and then patting him on the shoulder.

"It should be fine now. Please go outside and look in the mirror, guest."

Matsushita Yusuke nodded stiffly and pushed open the door to leave.

Soi Fon, who was leaning against the wall with her arms crossed outside the door, heard the noise and looked up.

"...!"

Her expression visibly stiffened for a moment.

The light in his eyes held surprise, mixed with a hint of approval and appreciation.

However, this hesitation lasted only a moment... Soon, with the blink of her eye, her dazed expression disappeared.

Instead, he adopted that familiar look of disdain.

"Hmph, he does look somewhat respectable... Take a look in the mirror and see how he feels."

This guy really doesn't know how to talk properly...

Yusuke Matsushita didn't retort; he simply looked at himself in the mirror.

Don't tell me, really don't tell me.

The saying "clothes make the man" is certainly true... Matsushita Yusuke already has a somewhat androgynous appearance, and now, with a simple makeover, he exudes a gentle, scholarly air.

Yusuke Matsushita stood in front of the mirror, looked around, and blinked silently.

There's definitely nothing wrong with dressing like this for a cocktail party, but the price is just a bit outrageous...

Are there any affordable alternatives?

"Let's keep this set. We don't need to change the other color; let's pack it all together."

Soi Fon stepped forward, raised her hand and patted Yusuke Matsushita on the shoulder, her tone unusually light.

"Just wear this outfit. As for the old one... just throw it away. You won't have a chance to wear it again anyway."

Yusuke Matsushita opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but Soi Fon didn't give him a chance to argue.

This girl pays the bill incredibly fast.

I thought he was just joking, but it turns out he really is living off his girlfriend?

Feeling a little uneasy... Yusuke Matsushita stood there awkwardly, looking around.

He quickly came up with an idea.

After paying the bill, Soi Fon took the packed clothes and urged the person behind her to hurry up.

"Let's go, we still need to prepare some gifts... Since it's Lord Ye's banquet, we should at least prepare something decent, not something too casual."

This wine shouldn't be drunk for nothing.

Of course, the main reason is the New Year.

Visiting each other during festivals requires exchanging gifts to emphasize the occasion and to maintain relationships in a similar way.

As for this kind of superior-subordinate relationship, it is even more so... Matsushita Yusuke was somewhat prepared for this, so he didn't say much.

"Take your own things; do you expect me to carry them for you?"

"Um... Soi Fon, wait a minute."

"What's wrong?"

"Here, take this."

"...?"

Seeing what Matsushita Yusuke handed her, Soi Fon stood there, her mind seemingly blank for a moment.

"What is it?"

"I just saw it in the store, and I thought it would suit you quite well, so I bought it."

It was a small cloth bag in a semi-circular shape.

—Although it is simple to describe, its actual form is far more intricate than described.

The red fabric is outlined with gold thread, and below the oval-shaped deep opening, there are subtle outlines of purplish-red, giving it a sense of dislocation, as if it were crawling in the sunlight with a hazy glow.

The color scheme is bold, but the overall look doesn't feel tacky.

In terms of workmanship, you can see some stitch-like structures... which is enough to show its true identity as a "handmade item".

However, it's well hidden and completely unnoticeable unless you look closely. Therefore, these minor flaws don't affect the overall impression at all.

Soi Fon took the thing.

It was only about half the size of Matsushita Yusuke's palm, but in Soi Fon's hand it was a "heavy" lump.

After a brief silence.

Soi Fon raised her head, revealing a rather complex expression.

"You... you gave me this thing, do you even know what it's for?"

Yusuke Matsushita readily shook his head.

"I'm not sure, it's probably used to hold loose change or something?"

Like a small wallet?

Since it was something he saw in the 'decorative' section, and it wasn't particularly valuable, Matsushita Yusuke chose it.

Of course, considering its shape and design, the price is quite attractive.

But Matsushita Yusuke wasn't too bothered, since those two kimonos were enough to buy over three hundred small wallets, so it was just a matter of "reciprocity" at best...

No.

He still came out on a huge advantage.

After all, the person in question is capable of doing anything, and it would be somewhat inappropriate for Soi Fon to "feed" them.

"You don't like it? Then I..."

"I didn't say that! I was just asking you, do you know what this thing is?"

It was clear that Matsushita Yusuke was about to take it back.

Soi Fon flipped her hand away rather rudely, swatting away his right hand like a bristling Hakimi.

This guy even adopted a very alert defensive stance...

"I don't know, isn't it a wallet?"

"Tsk...giving away gifts without knowing anything? You should at least do some research first, right? I can't stand people like you."

Soi Fon hummed and lifted the pouch, pulling open the gold thread at the opening to reveal what was inside.

"See? The pockets inside are layered."

"Uh... I saw it, so what?"

"So this thing is called a comb bag, remember that!"