Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady
Chapter 63 - 55. Rewards at the Transcendent Level naturally come with Transcendent Level difficulty.

Chapter 63: 55. Rewards at the Transcendent Level naturally come with Transcendent Level difficulty.

Shibuya Center Street was bustling with people, but it couldn’t offer Dubian Che any sense of safety.

Could any of these people be Jiutiao Meijie’s subordinates sent to watch him? Were they carrying suxamethonium with them?

When he first received the notice of activity, his eyes were blinded by the hefty rewards. Only when he really started to act did he realize that "huge life risk" was no joke.

What should he answer—tell the truth or lie?

"It’s rare to have a day off, so I came out to buy some clothes while the weather is nice." There was no reason to hesitate; telling the truth was a dead end, only lying could help him survive!

"Oh—is that so?" Jiutiao Meijie said meaningfully.

Dubian Che felt a mild panic inside but had no choice but to continue, "Of course. But Shibuya is really crowded. It’s worthy of being the most populated intersection in the world."

"Just wait here for me."

"Um?"

"With the few digits in your card, the clothes you buy would only embarrass me."

"A few digits? I do have..." He opened the system panel to check.

Twelve million five hundred and sixty-five thousand yen—that’s not a small amount!

"Do you have a few billion?" Jiutiao Meijie asked casually.

"A few... Well, yes, it’s a bit poor, but what matters most in a person is the inner qualities."

Meanwhile, Yuzao Haomei, who was waiting impatiently by the side, turned and entered the "Kekai Jialai" building without a word.

Watching her ’never give you a second chance’ silhouette, Dubian Che sighed inwardly.

However, she decided to struggle for a moment!

If he could shake off Jiutiao Meijie now, there might still be a chance to catch up!

He told Jiutiao Meijie over the phone, "I chase you because I like you, not because I want your money. Besides, if you buy me clothes, people will think this poor country boy is living off a rich woman, like a kept man."

"You told me you wanted a life of leisure. Isn’t that being kept?"

"That’s true, but..."

"I feel like you’re being very audacious today," Jiutiao Meijie’s tone suddenly became icy, "how dare you talk back?"

Continuing this conversation might actually get him killed.

"Just wait."

After finishing this command, Jiutiao Meijie hung up the phone.

About twenty minutes later, Jiutiao Meijie got out of a rather ordinary-looking car.

Today, she was wearing a baseball cap and dressed youthfully, appearing just like a perfect high school girlfriend.

"You look beautiful today," Dubian Che complimented.

"So you’re saying I don’t usually look beautiful?"

"No, why would you think that? What I mean is that you look different from your usual beauty. Meijie is always beautiful."

Jiutiao Meijie remained noncommittal, her face getting closer to Dubian Che.

Dubian Che instinctively attempted to move back but stopped motionless when he caught her warning glance.

First, Jiutiao Meijie sniffed at his shirt collar, then at his chest, and finally didn’t even spare his sleeves.

Being so closely "inspected," Dubian Che was very happy inside.

Of course, it wasn’t because Jiutiao Meijie "cared" about him, but her actions surely meant she hadn’t sent anyone to follow him, right?

It was just a coincidence!

Dubian Che also purposely put his nose near Jiutiao Meijie’s neck: "You smell so nice, Meijie."

"Is it Yuzao Haomei from class? What did you talk about with her?"

Dubian Che, who was smooth-talking just a moment ago, felt his heart almost leap out of his throat, audibly thumping!

Jiutiao Meijie still maintained the pose of sniffing Dubian Che’s sleeve, but her face turned into a smiling look at Dubian Che.

The earlier "inspection" was an act!

She just wanted to see Dubian Che alternating between relief and intense nervousness.

"Ha-ha-ha," Jiutiao Meijie laughed cheerfully, her face near Dubian Che, the brim of the baseball cap shadowing his face, "I just love your scared look, it’s so cute~"

"Just so you know," her expression shifted from laughing to murderous in half a second, "if there’s a next time, I’ll strip you two naked, tie you together, and hang you from Tokyo Tower."

Dubian Che couldn’t guess what this woman was thinking; he felt like she could really use a visit to the Kiyono Lin family’s psychiatric hospital, but he didn’t doubt her ability to follow through.

"I was just discussing tutoring matters with Yuzao, as Mr. Xiaoquan asked me to, and Kiyono Lin was involved as well."

"Really?"

"You can ask the two of them. But I feel like you don’t need to because I like you tremendously, so much that I want to take you home to meet my parents."

"I hope what you think matches what you’ve said." Jiutiao Meijie switched her grip from holding to linking arms with him. "Come on, miss will buy you some clothes."

Finally able to breathe a real sigh of relief, Dubian Che was half-dragged by Jiutiao Meijie into a Shibuya boutique men’s store.

Once inside, Jiutiao Meijie let go of Dubian Che and began wandering around the store on her own.

She walked along the rows of clothes, pulled out a brown suit, and handed it to Dubian Che, "Try this on."

Dubian Che looked at the suit, feeling very resistant. "I feel uncomfortable wearing suits, very uncomfortable."

"I’m comfortable as long as I like it," Jiutiao Miss ordered, so Dubian Che reluctantly took the clothes and entered the dressing room, finally managing to put on his first suit in life—excluding Western-style school uniforms.

When he came out feeling all uncomfortable, the female salesperson who had been quietly standing by, had her eyes widened and couldn’t help but step forward.

She attentively adjusted Dubian Che’s cuffs while she complimented, "Brown suits are rarely dared by many, but how perfect it looks on you! Just perfect!"

After adjusting the cuffs, she discreetly swallowed her saliva and reached for Dubian Che’s collarbone.

The female salesperson’s gaze at Dubian Che’s side profile was more fervent than that of star’s sister fans, aunt fans, or mother fans.

Jiutiao Meijie waved off the saleswoman with an ugly expression.

"Too ugly, take it off."

"I think your boyfriend looks great in it, the length is perfect too, as if it was tailor-made!"

"I said, take it off."

Jiutiao Meijie unleashed her aura in full force, and the saleswoman could only maintain an awkward smile, unable to utter a word.

Dubian Che couldn’t wait to take it off and was heading to the fitting room when Jiutiao Meijie stopped him again.

"Try this set."

"Try again?" Dubian Che looked at the black suit in her hand.

When he came out in the black suit, struggling with the hard-to-fasten cuffs, the saleswoman saw him as a debonair young master.

She unconsciously clasped her hands in front of her chest, the only way she could restrain her desire to touch him.

Jiutiao Meijie glanced at the lovestruck saleswoman and sneered coldly, "Not good, change again."

As a typical man, Dubian Che hated changing clothes the most.

"I’ve tried on two already, I don’t think I’m suited to suits at all, let’s just buy some t-shirts?"

Jiutiao Meijie completely ignored Dubian Che’s own will and selected another suit typically worn by men in their thirties to forties.

Dubian Che took the suit, sighing lightly, hoping she would sense his impatience.

When he came out for the third time, Jiutiao Meijie clicked her tongue and said impatiently, "Change again."

"Change again?" Dubian Che looked at the saleswoman, "How does this one look?"

"I’ve been working in sales here for three years and I’ve never seen anyone wear suits as well as you do! Even this mature style suits you perfectly!" The saleswoman had said this countless times, only this time she meant it.

Dubian Che looked at Jiutiao Meijie and tilted his head, as if to say, "See, others think it’s fine, that should be enough."

It would be unlike Miss Jiutiao to respect Dubian Che’s opinion, so she picked out another grey suit.

This time, Dubian Che held Jiutiao Meijie’s gaze for three seconds before taking the suit from her hand and walking into the fitting room.

"Your boyfriend is so handsome!" the saleswoman said.

Jiutiao Meijie, arms folded, tapped her fingers impatiently on her arms, deciding in her heart to have someone contact this clothing company to have the overly chatty saleswoman fired.

And to also ban her from working in the clothing industry in the future.

"He really dotes on you, huh? Most guys hate changing clothes; they see it as a lot of trouble."

"Do they?" Jiutiao Meijie said indifferently.

"And his eyes only have you in them! When he asked for my opinion just now, he kept watching your expressions, really making one envious!"

Jiutiao Meijie sneered noncommittally in response.

Dubian Che came out of the fitting room for the fourth time, having adjusted his attitude to like a "damaged pot," and said proactively, "How about this? If there’s anything you dislike at all, I’ll change again, just to satisfy you today."

"Mm—" Jiutiao Meijie said meaningfully, "Turn around for me."

Dubian Che turned around once.

"The back is too ugly."

Dubian Che took off the jacket, ready to change again.

"Forget it, you’re only so-so." Jiutiao Meijie took out a card and handed it to the saleswoman, "All the suits he’s tried on, plus this one he’s wearing now, and all other sizes of suits and shirts in the store, and ties in every color."

The excitement earlier seen in the saleswoman’s eyes faded, replaced by a gleam as she looked at the card.

She took it with both hands, suppressing her excitement, "Okay, please wait a moment!"

"Wait a second!" Dubian Che quickly called the saleswoman to stop, turning to Jiutiao Meijie, "What are you doing?"

"Buying clothes."

"Buying clothes?"

Is this shopping spree normal for the wealthy?

Dubian Che said, "One suit is enough, why buy so many?"

"Dubian Che, it’s time for you to abandon your provincial thinking," Jiutiao Meijie commanded. "From now on, if I see you wearing the same outfit twice, you’ll strip and dance for me."

Dubian Che forcibly ignored the saleswoman’s strange look.

"What about the uniform?"

"I’ll have someone make it for you."

The uniforms at Goda High School were specially ordered high-end attire typically worn for three years. When Dubian Che ordered his uniform, his family, although definitely buying it, felt the pinch.

What would it cost to have a new one every day for over three years?

Though resentful, Dubian Che didn’t want to take advantage of Jiutiao Meijie’s offers, even if such expenses were nothing to her, not even a drop in Tokyo Bay.

"Buy, buy the suits! But let’s skip the uniform, okay? If I wear a new one to school every day, others will notice. I may want to be an idle rich man, but being talked about in that way would be embarrassing."

Jiutiao Meijie found Dubian Che’s compliant yet defiant behavior amusing but agreed anyway, "School uniform can wait, but you must wear new outfits every day."

At this point, Dubian Che could only agree.

After buying the suits, Jiutiao Meijie led Dubian Che to buy t-shirts, shirts, pants, shoes, socks, and more.

Finally, they also purchased a black Rolex watch.

The mechanical beauty of the watch face almost tempted Dubian Che to accept it, but the price, several times more than all his assets combined, sobered him up.

Despite the outcome, he ended up wearing the watch unwillingly.

Leaving the house empty-handed, ready to spend all his money, Dubian Che was driven home by two cars arranged by Jiutiao Meijie.

’This is the capitalism’s sugar-coated bullets, Dubian, remember your revolutionary spirit and mission!’ In his cramped rented room, stuffed with various designer shopping bags, Dubian Che clenched his fist.

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