Want to Wear Matching Outfits with Me?

"Yes, would you like to give it a try?" The attendant said enthusiastically.

"She and I are not a couple, so we don't need to wear matching outfits."

Literally, Ren could hardly understand what matching outfits were, and then gave his answer.

"It doesn't matter if you're not a couple, I'm just trying to see if it suits you." The attendant continued persuading, "And if you buy two pieces, we'll give you an additional 20% discount on top of the 20% opening discount."

In his assessment, even though their status wasn't a couple, they would soon become one.

Moreover, from their age, he could tell that they were both high school students. At this age, they had developed to the point where they went to the mall together. The likelihood of not being a couple was very small.

(Discount 6.40%.)

Ren calculated it and felt slightly touched.

Because if he also bought it, Asumi would be much cheaper if she wanted to buy those clothes.

Although she said she wasn't short of money, he still tried his best to help her save money, especially since she had just spent money to buy materials for him a few days ago.

"Let me try it."

Immediately, Ren made a decision.

Because paired milk tea can be ordered by non-couples, matching outfits should also be worn by non-couples.

"Okay." The attendant took one according to his body shape. "This one fits all. You can try it on to see if it fits."

"Um."

As soon as Ren took it, the attendant's voice was heard again: "The fitting room is here, I'll take you there."

"Thank you."

After thanking him, Ren was taken over by the attendant.

Entering the fitting room, he took off his white shirt and replaced it with the short-sleeved white shirt.

At the same time, Asumi also changed her clothes and planned to meet Ren for his evaluation.

Although she admired herself in the makeup mirror and thought she looked good enough, his opinion was still very important.

The main thing was Ren didn't lie or give fake praise at all, but spoke the truth.

Therefore, it was still very important to listen to the most honest evaluation.

"Eh? Where is he?"

Returning to her previous position, Asumi didn't notice Ren who had just stood here.

Even though the size of the clothes didn't fit and it took a little time to ask the store attendant to find the right one, Ren wouldn't have waited until now, right?

"Hello, your boyfriend is trying on clothes in the fitting room. You can wait here for a moment."

Just as Asumi was thinking whether to send him a message to ask, the attendant came and reminded her gently.

"Boyfriend?"

Hearing the word, Asumi was dumbfounded.

How did she end up with a boyfriend just because she was trying on some clothes?

Could it be that the boyfriend mentioned by the attendant was Ren?

If so, misunderstanding would be huge.

As she was about to explain, Ren came out of the fitting room and immediately saw Asumi standing there.

Seeing him come out, the attendant tactfully stepped aside.

"How is it?"

Approaching her, Ren asked for her opinion.

"Not bad, it suits you very well." After carefully examining him, Asumi commented, "You usually wear black and white clothes, I'm almost used to it."

While Ren gave her lessons, the clothes he wore were either pure black or black and white combinations, with no third combination.

Luxurious colors like red and blue were unlikely to appear on Ren.

"It's good."

Ren himself was quite satisfied with this outfit.

"No, I was going to ask you to evaluate the effect of this outfit on me, but why am I evaluating it for you instead?"

Asumi realized the problem, then said: "Now it's my turn to ask, what do you think of this outfit? Is it suitable for me?"

"It looks pretty and suits you."

Ren expressed his inner feelings.

"I think so too."

After getting a positive answer, Asumi planned to buy this dress.

"In that case, I'll change my clothes... Wait, our clothes shouldn't be matching, right?"

When she was about to return to the fitting room, she suddenly noticed a small black sun on her chest. Then, thinking about the small moon in the bottom right corner of Ren's shirt, she came to this conclusion.

Black versus white, sun versus moon, top left versus bottom right.

It seemed illogical if this wasn't a matching costume.

"It's a matching outfit."

Thinking about what the attendant had just said, Ren admitted it.

After staring at him for a moment, Asumi pointed to the clothes she was wearing now and asked in a very gentle tone: "Kouhai-kun, do you want to wear matching outfits with me? Is that why you tried on this outfit?"

"No, I think buying two pieces of clothing is cheaper. The attendant said if you buy two pieces of clothing, you can get an additional 20% discount on top of the 20% discount." Ren explained honestly.

"Wait a minute, what kind of arrogant explanation is this?" Asumi couldn't help but laugh, "If you want to wear matching clothes with me, you can tell me directly. You don't need to use such a clever way to say it, I don't mind."

"I don't want to wear matching outfits with you, I think it'll be cheaper."

Realizing that she didn't believe his explanation, Ren could only repeat it again.

"Yeah yeah, tsundere and the like are no longer popular now, please don't explain." Asumi waved her hand, "For the sake of you giving me lessons, I'll reluctantly do it. I promise to wear matching outfits with you, and I won't change my original clothes."

"What does that mean?"

Ren was a little confused.

The development was a bit beyond his expectations.

The idea of wearing matching outfits with Asumi had never crossed his mind.

"I just bought the clothes I'm wearing and let him wear them like that." Asumi said straightforwardly.

"Oh."

Although he didn't know how the situation suddenly became like this, Ren agreed.

"I'll get my own clothes."

So Asumi walked towards the fitting room she had just used.

In fact, she understood Ren's explanation, and she pretended not to understand on purpose.

Why?

Of course, to tease him!

It was the first time she had seen his confused expression.

It was so much fun!