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[ When the feed's video flickers to life, people watching may notice one of two things: the first being that there's something a little different about Yuri's hair; it's been braided, after all! And the second? She's wearing something that, surprisingly, isn't the uniform from the afterlife.

After coughing into her mouth - it's a fake cough, don't worry! - she clears her throat, finally speaking up, her voice clear, concise, and somewhat serious. ]

Things seem to be normal at least. That means I can finally ask. I'm low on cash, so it seems that I don't have much of a choice: is anybody hiring? I don't mind learning from scratch, but only qualifications for a job is that it has to not kill me and that it's not perverted. As long as it meets those two, anything's fine. That means no cosplay cafes or pole dancing. If you even dare say something that breaks those requirements, well...

[ There's an innocent grin that curls on her lips as she speaks up in a cheery voice, her eyes widening like a child who just got a candy from a candy store. ]

I won't hesitate to punch you in the face, alright?

[ Then she goes back to her serious... or at least, somewhat serious voice as she tosses her hair aside, folding her arms over her chest as she continues. ]

And now that's out of the way... Are there any girls, women, any person, human or not human of the female gender who are willing to go shopping with me? I'd go with somebody-- but the people I know are idiots and are guys and I don't want them bringing up all their perverted, lewd, lecherous comments while I'm trying to get new clothes. So, if anybody's up for it, message me back.

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[Cosplay cafe? Pole dancing!?]

[Hinata spends a few minutes mulling over the content of the feed, only to be subsequently brushed off by her request for female companionship before he can even get anywhere.]

[Ah well. They're not really the SSS anymore anyway... considering there isn't really a "God" to fight, per se. He might as well pick up some new clothes.]

[So there he was, in the shopping district, trying to decide between two seemingly identical red t-shirts. Maybe he needed some help "branching out"...]

Just pick one already.

[ And there's Yuri, who's right behind him, carrying a bag filled with clothes slung over her shoulder. ]

[He's rubbing one of the shirts between his fingers, trying to decide if he likes the cotton blend when she comes up behind him. He jumps at the sound of her voice, turning to the source and offering a small grin.]

I haven't done this in a while..! I've been wearing school uniforms for... [He went to count on his fingers, giving up on that endeavor very quickly. Keeping track of time in the afterlife was a fool's errand.] ...a long time.

[Had he forgotten how to go shopping for clothes? Or had he never actually gone on his own? ~~What a momma's boy.~~ He gave her new outfit a once-over, having never really seen her in anything but a school uniform before now.] ...You look cute. Where'd you get those?

At a store.

[ ... Obviously. Not even going to say where because she doesn't have to. This wasn't her first time wearing something other than a school uniform, but it's been a while (since around graduation, anyway) since she's worn something that isn't, well, that. ]

And they look exactly the same. Just pick one or buy both.

[She wasn't even going to slap him for calling her cute? He grinned to himself, wondering if maybe she was in a good mood, letting her smartass comment about where she bought her clothes slide.]

[He eyed the bag of clothes she was holding curiously.] ...How long have you been out? [If she's on her way back to the apartment and too tired to deal with him, he'll just shop on his own, but if she's just getting started...]

[He turns his attention back to the identical shirts, deciding to abandon them both for the time being, instead looking at a form fitting lime green t-shirt. It's kind of bright, but it might not look bad under the teal shirt with quarter-sleeves hanging nearby... He grabs the green shirt, holding it up in front of himself for her to see.] What do you think of this one?

[ She'd say something about it, but she knows better than to do that. It'll just make things worse. Besides, it's not as bad as the whole "hey, I'm the father to Yuri's unborn child!" thing that happened last time. ]

Not that long. [ Considering that she... only has one bag. DON'T JUDGE HER... ] ... And don't get that unless you want me to dye your hair the same color.

[~~He'll claim fake paternity over your non-existent unborn children any day, Yuri.~~]

Eh- Dye my..!? [He can't say he was expecting her to take it quite that far. She could have just said she didn't like the color, right?]

You haven't even seen what it looks like... [He mutters to himself, huffing a little under his breath before grabbing it and the teal shirt both, draping them over his arm.]

[Although he still wanted some approval, so he wandered down the aisle, grabbing a pale blue t-shirt with a v-neck.] What about this one? Is this better? [He's not putting the other shirts back, but he's also not going to leave until she finds something she likes on him.]

It's better, but if you're really going to let me choose something for you to wear, I know the best place.

[ And there's a mischievous grin on her lips. ]

[He perks a brow at her, not exactly sure if he wants to know what she's planning... but he also doesn't feel like he has much of a choice here.]

S...ure. Let me just pay for these. [Because you know what, Yuri? He likes that garish green shirt, thank you. So he takes he shirts up front and pays for them, taking the bag of his purchases and waiting by the door.]

So where are we going?

Shopping, obviously.

[ Well, if Yuri ever finds out about that green shirt, she really will dye his hair green for the day and not tell him how to get it off until the end of the day. ]

Also, you can carry some of my bags, too.

[ This isn't going to end well. ]

[It's almost sad how quickly he offers out his hand when she remarks about him carrying her bags. He's well-trained, this one.]

Sure, but I meant where are we going first? [He moves to the front doors, holding one open for her to go out first, following her once she's outside. If carrying her bags is the worst thing that happens to him on this trip, he'll consider it a success.]

[ Yuri will give him her bags, because Hinata, you're such a well-trained puppy! ]

Do you really want to know?

[ Because they're going to head into a costume store first before actually doing some serious shopping. ]

Yes..? [Does he want to know? Why else would he ask? It must be a trick question...]

[He seems unfazed as she walks toward a costume store, not thinking much of it. Maybe he could get her to buy a maid outfit or something...]

Well, it's a costume store, so you don't need to worry all that much.

[ Or maybe Hinata should. Especially since this is Yuri and all... ]

[Might as well tease her.]

Ohh, I see. You're into cosplay now? I'll be the butler, and you can be the maid, how about that~

Do you really want to be sent to the hospital that badly?

I don't think you'd actually be that violent here... [He's really pushing his luck here, openly challenging her.]

Why else would we be going to the costume store if we weren't getting costumes?

Do you really want to challenge me, Hinata-kun?

[ Thankfully, she won't take out her knife out in front of others, especially since she's not stupid enough to get herself banned from the stores... she needs her clothes, after all! ]

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