Shibuya Central Street is crowded, but it cannot give Watanabe a sense of security.

Among these people, were there any Nine Joo Meiji sent to monitor his men? Are they carrying succinylcholine with them?

When I first received the event notice, I was blinded by the generous rewards. Once I really started to implement it, I realized that the "huge risk of life" was not a joke.

How should I answer whether to confess or lie?

"It's a rare rest, take advantage of the good weather to come out to buy clothes." There is nothing to hesitate. I confess my life and can only survive by lying!

"Oh, is that?" Miki Kyujo said meaningfully.

Shibuya was slightly panicked, but now he could only continue with his teeth: "Of course. But Shibuya is so crowded, it is worthy of being the intersection with the most traffic in the world."

"Let me wait in place."

"Um?"

"Just a few digits in your card, the clothes you buy will only embarrass me."

"How many digits? I have it?" He opened the system panel and looked.

Two hundred and fifty-two yen, it’s not too much!

"How many millions are there?" Miki Mizuki asked casually.

"A few are poor, but the most important thing for a person is inner self."

At this time, Tamamo, who was impatiently waiting, turned into the building of "Kai Kalai" without saying a word.

Looking at her back "never give you a second chance", Watanabe Shiro sighed in his heart.

But she decided to struggle!

If you get rid of Miki Kyujo now, there is still a possibility of catching up!

He said to Miki Kyujo on the phone: "I pursue you because I like you, not because I want to spend your money, and if you buy me clothes, others will think that I, a poor boy from the countryside, have a soft meal and are a slutty person."

"What you told me is that if you want to live a idle life, isn't it just a soft meal?"

"That's what it means, but..."

"Why do I think you seem to be very arrogant today?" Miki Kujo's tone suddenly became cold, "How dare you talk back?"

If you continue, you may really die.

"Wait for me." After saying this in an orderly tone, Miki Kyujo hung up the phone.

After about twenty minutes, Miki Kujo got off a car with a very ordinary appearance.

She wore a baseball cap today, and she was dressed more young and energetic, looking like a perfect high school girl.

"It's so beautiful today." Tsuku Watanabe praised.

"It means I'm not pretty?"

"No, how could it be? I mean you are different from your usual beautiful style. Of course, Meiji is beautiful at all times."

Miki Kyujo didn't comment, she turned her face closer to Toru Watanabe.

Watanabe Toru subconsciously wanted to hide back, but she glanced at her warning eyes and had to keep it still.

Miki Kujo sniffed at the collar of his shirt, then on his chest, and finally did not let go of his sleeves.

Watanabe Toru was very happy to be "checked" in such a strict manner.

Of course, it was not because Miki Kujo "cared about" him, but because of the other party's behavior. Doesn't it mean that she didn't send someone to follow him?

It was just a coincidence!

Tsushi Watanabe also deliberately put his nose on Miki Kyujo's neck: "It smells so good, Miki."

"Takimo from Class 1 is so beautiful? What did you talk to her?"

Tsuku Watanabe, who was still talking just now, almost jumped out of his throat, and immediately made a "plop" sound that both of them could hear!

Miki Kyujo still maintained the posture of sniffing Watanabe Tetsu's sleeves, but her face looked at Watanabe Tetsu with a smile.

The "checking" just now was a scene!

She just wanted to see Watanabe Tsuku's breathe a sigh of relief and look so nervous.

"Hahaha," Miki Kujo smiled happily, her face close to Toru Watanabe. The brim of the baseball cap covered his face, "I like your fearful look the most, so cute~"

"However," her expression took only half a second from laughing to being full of murderous aura. "If there is another time, I will strip you two of you naked and tie them together and hang them on the Tokyo Tower."

Watanabe Tsubaki could not guess the woman's thoughts at all. She felt that she could go to the mental sanatorium at Rin Kiyono's house, but he had no doubt about the other party's ability to do what he said.

"I just discussed the tutoring matter with Tamamo. Teacher Koizumi asked me, and Rin Kiyono also participated."

"Yeah, right?"

"You can ask them both. But I don't feel like you need to do this, because I like what you like so much, and I just want to bring you home and introduce you to my parents."

"I hope you think the same thing in your heart." Mihi Miki Kujo grabbed Watanabe's sleeve and changed her hand to put it in a tandem, "Let's go, I'll buy you clothes."

Toru Watanabe finally breathed a sigh of relief and was led by Miki Kyujo to the Shibuya boutique men's clothing store in a semi-force manner.

After entering the store, Miki Kyujo let go of Watanabe Toru and started walking around the store on his own.

She walked along the rows of clothes, pulled out a brown suit, and handed it to Toru Watanabe: "Try it."

Watanabe Toru looked at the suit and said with great resistance: "I feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable when wearing a suit."

"I just look comfortable."

Miss Kujo gave the order, and Toru Watanabe had to walk into the fitting room with his clothes. After a long time of hard work, he finally put on his first suit and Western school uniform in his life.

When he felt uncomfortable walking out, the female salesperson who was originally guarding quietly by the side widened his eyes and couldn't help but walk forward.

While caring about Tsuku Watanabe’s cuffs, she praised: “Seldom people dare to try brown suits. Why do you look so suitable for wearing them? It’s so perfect!”

After tidying up her cuffs, she swallowed her saliva without a trace and reached out to Toru Watanabe's collarbone.

The female salesperson stared at Toru Watanabe's side-faced look, which was even more fanatical than the celebrity's sister fans, aunt fans, and mother fans.

Miki Kyujo waved her hand with an ugly expression and opened the female salesperson's hand.

"It's too ugly, I'm taking it off."

"I feel that your boyfriend looks good to wear, and the length does not need to be modified. It's just like tailor-made!"

"I said, take it off."

Miki Kujo's aura is fully opened, and the salesperson can only keep an awkward smile, unable to say a word.

Watanabe Tsubaki took off quickly and was walking towards the fitting room when Miki Kujo called him again.

“Try this set.”

"Let's try?" Shiro Watanabe looked at the black suit in her hand.

When he changed into a black suit and walked out with his cuffs that were difficult to button up, the female salesman seemed to see the unruly and romantic young master.

Her hands subconsciously fitted in front of her chest. Only in this way can she restrain her desire to not go up and touch her feet.

Miki Kujo glanced at the illegitimate female salesman and sneered: "No, change again."

As a normal man, Watanabe Toru's most annoying thing is changing clothes.

"I tried two of them. I don't think I'm suitable for wearing a suit at all. Why don't I buy short-sleeved sleeves?"

Miki Kujo completely ignored Watanabe Takashi's own will and chose another suit worn by a man in his thirties and forties.

When Toru Watanabe took the suit, he let out a sigh of relief, hoping that the other party would know his impatience.

When he walked out for the third time, Miki Kujoo hit her tongue very clearly and said impatiently: "Change again."

"Something changed?" Shiro Watanabe looked at the saleswoman, "How is my outfit?"

"I have been here for three years and have never seen anyone who is more suitable for wearing a suit than you! Even this mature style can be fully controlled!" The female salesman said this sentence countless times, but this time it is sincere.

Watanabe Toru looked at Miki Kujo and tilted his head, meaning: Look, everyone else has agreed, it’s almost OK.

If you would respect Watanabe Toru's opinion, it wasn't Miss Kujo, she chose another gray suit.

This time, Toru Watanabe looked at Miki Kujo for three seconds before taking the suit from her and entering the fitting room.

"Your boyfriend is so handsome!" said the female salesman.

Miki Kyujo held her arms and tapped her fingers impatiently on her arms. She decided to send someone to contact the clothing company and let them fire the female salesperson who said a lot.

She was also banned from engaging in the clothing industry in the future.

"He spoiled you so much. Most boys hate changing clothes. In their opinion, this is a very troublesome thing."

"Is that true?" Miki Kyujo said indifferently.

"And he only has you in his eyes. When he asked for my opinion just now, he kept looking at your face. It's so enviable!"

Miki Kyujo sneered without comment.

Shiro Watanabe walked out of the fitting room for the fourth time. At this time, he had adjusted his mindset, threw the jar and said actively: "How is it? As long as you dislike it a little, I will change it again, and today it will definitely satisfy you."

"Yes" Miki Kyujo means a lot, "Let me go around and see."
To be continued...