Chapter 19
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There was a bustling commercial street a few streets away from the apartment building.
Leisure, food, clothing, and other industries were all in one place. Because it was located in the city center and had convenient transportation, there was an endless stream of people coming and going. It wasn't even a weekend, but it was still conspicuously busy.
Ryuga brought Miyamoto Musashi into a clothing store under the surprised gazes of passersby.
It was the beginning of autumn from midsummer. The store not only sold T-shirts and miniskirts for summer, but also casual jackets for autumn. There were even swimsuits for sale.
"Wow! People in the modern era are so bold in their clothes! "
Miyamoto Musashi's eyes were fixed on the swimsuits on the clothes rack not far away. Although his face was flushed, his eyes were faintly shining.
"Those are swimsuits for swimming or the beach. Of course, they're not for everyday wear. Do you like swimsuits?"
Ryuga turned to look at Miyamoto Musashi.
This woman was too well-developed. Not only was her figure, but she was also a head taller than Ryuga. He had to look up whenever he wanted to meet her eyes.
"Can I buy it?!"
Miyamoto Musashi's eyes suddenly lit up. He looked at Ryuga with sparkling eyes and immediately walked forward. "Then I want this one!"
Ryuga looked over and raised her eyebrows.
"A male swimsuit?"
"Of course!"
Miyamoto Musashi picked up a male swimming trunks on the clothes rack and said matter-of-factly, "I just came to this era. How can I wear such revealing clothes immediately? The swimsuit is for you, Ryuga Jann! "
No wonder your eyes were so bright just now.
You were definitely imagining how I would look after wearing those swimming trunks, right?
Although Ryuga already knew that this woman was lustful, she didn't expect it to be to this extent. She was already considered to be a little infatuated.
"Then forget it. I'm not buying a swimsuit. You can choose your own clothes."
Ryuga waved her hand to reject Miyamoto Musashi's proposal, which made her reveal an extremely regretful expression, as if a great opportunity to take advantage of him had slipped away from her eyes.
"It doesn't matter. Just give it a try, Ryuga Jann!" Musashi continued, unwilling to give up.
"No." Ryuga's heart did not waver.
Even if he planned to sacrifice his body to win over Miyamoto Musashi, he still needed to grasp his value. Once he paid the price when it was unnecessary, his value would be greatly reduced in the future.
Sacrificing one's looks could only be done when necessary.
After repeated requests, Ryuga did not agree. Miyamoto Musashi could only reluctantly put down the swimming trunks in his hand and began to cooperate with the shopping guide to choose his own clothes.
"How about this dress? Bright red should be very suitable for this young lady. "
"Oh … Isn't this revealing too much?"
Miyamoto Musashi walked out of the fitting room and turned around. She always felt a chill on her body.
She was wearing a red dress. Her upper body revealed her white and tender shoulders, and the lower half of the dress only covered her thighs. Half of her skin was exposed, which made her somewhat uncomfortable.
However, there was something that made her even more uncomfortable.
Miss Musashi did not have underwear. Or rather, even if she had it, it was underwear from the Edo period. It really did not match the modern dress.
After buying a satisfactory set of red sleeveless T-shirt and blue jeans in the clothing store, the two rushed to the women's underwear area.
Standing at the door of the women's underwear area, Ryuga was lost in thought.
Now, should he go in? Or stand at the door?
Which would be in line with the character he created for himself?
Just as Ryuga was lost in thought, his eyes habitually swept around to observe the shop's environment. From not far away, two very familiar figures came from the aisle.
Ryuga's eyes suddenly focused.
"You go in alone. Try to communicate more with the salesperson."
Ryuga turned around and said to Miyamoto Musashi.
In the end, he chose not to go in and tried to show his gentlemanly demeanor.
"Hey hey! Ryuga Jann, are you shy? So cute! "
Miss Musashi smiled and teased him. Then she didn't care too much and walked into the underwear store with Ryuga's credit card.
And Ryuga, outside the store, met the two familiar people again.
"Ah? Isn't this the type of little brother? "
The young man was wearing a black jacket and trousers, and he was wearing a pair of spectacles. He gave off the impression of a good-natured and kind young man, and he looked at Liu Xia in surprise.
"Eh? My little brother? "
The other person was dressed in a kimono and jacket. His hands were still casually in his trouser pockets. After hearing Hei Tong Ganya's words, he couldn't help but smile.
"My little brother actually came to this kind of place. Did he awaken some strange interest?"
Yin-yang's eyes swept over the underwear store's sign and looked at Ryuga with a teasing gaze.
"Of course not."
Ryuga's eyes narrowed. His eyes also swept over Yin-yang and Hei Tong Ganya. His face showed a polite and refined smile, like a noble young master.
"Before, a lady on the street asked me where the underwear store was. I just brought her here."
Although his face had a sincere smile, the words that came out of his mouth were completely nonsense.
This was the skill that Ryuga, this emotionless monster, learned in the process of observing and integrating with humans.
One face, another heart.
No matter what thoughts were in his heart, no matter how rude or bad it was, he had to wear a friendly mask on his face.
This was one of the bad habits of humans. They would never speak the truth.
He didn't look down on humans for this. Instead, he felt that the act of wearing a mask was very practical. It was a very good way to blend in and deceive others and society.
"Mr. Hei Tong, I'm sorry. Is it convenient for me and my sister to talk alone?"
Ryuga had a friendly mask on his face as he made a request to Hei Tong Ganya.
"Mhmm, okay, no problem."
The good old Hei Tong Ganya was the same as last time. He didn't even ask for a reason and walked away from Yin-yang, leaving the space for Ryuga and Yin-yang.
"You really are good at talking to people and ghosts."
Yin-yang smiled at Ryuga. His bright eyes seemed to be able to speak. "It's like you don't have your own face."
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