"This place is still a bit inferior to Ginza in Tokyo."
Vermouth pursed her lips slightly, her tone carrying a hint of nonchalance, yet still clearly discernible amidst the cacophony of voices.
At this moment, the three of them were strolling along a bustling street.
The shops lining both sides of the street are arranged in a neat and orderly fashion, and the goods inside are dazzling.
After hearing Vermouth's words, Yuzuru turned to the side and smiled: "That depends on who you're comparing it to. Compared to Ginza, let alone Shinsaibashi, you can't find a shopping street in the entire country that's more bustling."
"That's true."
Vermouth nodded in agreement.
After all, Ginza is known as "Asia's most expensive place" and is one of the three major attractions symbolizing Japan's nature, history, and modernity (Mount Fuji, Kyoto, and Ginza).
It is home to the world's top brands and luxury shops.
I passed by a jewelry store.
Seeing the sign at the entrance advertising limited-edition ginkgo leaf brooches, Sister Bei paused, intrigued, and led the two inside.
"Welcome! How can I help you?" A young waitress immediately came forward, recognizing the distinguished man and two women before her. She knew they were important customers.
Vermouth took off her hat and sunglasses, revealing her stunningly beautiful face, instantly attracting the attention of many people in the store.
Her expression was indifferent, as if she was already used to such gazes. She simply glanced around at the jewelry displayed in the store and asked without interest, "Do you still have the limited edition ginkgo leaf brooch?"
The waitress was clearly stunned by the woman's beauty and it took her a while to come to her senses before she quickly said, "Yes, yes, please wait a moment, I'll go get it right away."
With that, he turned and jogged toward the store's warehouse.
A moment later, the waitress came out carrying a delicate velvet box in both hands.
Gently open it, and a uniquely shaped ginkgo leaf brooch lies quietly inside. The golden leaf shimmers with a soft luster under the light, and its edges are inlaid with tiny rhinestones, making it lifelike.
Vermouth extended her fair, jade-like hand, took the velvet box from the waiter, and examined it in her hands.
Yuzuru Hanyu approached with great interest, his gaze following Vermouth's movements. He paused for a moment at the brand name on the jewelry box, a sense of familiarity flashing through his mind.
"Fusha brand".
He silently repeated to himself that the name was not unfamiliar.
Fusae, Professor Agasa's first love, founded a fashion brand company that uses a golden ginkgo leaf as its trademark, making it a relatively luxurious brand in the jewelry industry.
After a moment, Vermouth finished admiring it, gracefully closed the box, and handed it to the waitress: "Could you please pack this up for me?"
Yuzuru asked, "Are there any more?"
"You mean the ginkgo leaf brooch?"
"Yes."
"Sorry, because it's a limited edition, the rule is that each person can only purchase one piece."
"Then please get me two more items."
Yu Sheng Nan didn't make things difficult for them. There were exactly three of them, and one piece of clothing was just right for each of them. He took out a black card from his pocket and handed it to the waiter.
The waiter respectfully accepted the card with both hands, bowed slightly, and said, "Please wait a moment."
Then he quickly turned around to process the payment.
Vermouth leaned against the counter, her posture languid and alluring. She tilted her head slightly and said with a hint of teasing, "Is this for your little girlfriend, Master?"
Yuzuru: "Ai."
My own proud and spoiled little girl also loves buying luxury goods.
Although she always appears aloof, she is actually powerless against these exquisite and beautiful things.
Upon hearing this answer, Bayonetta immediately pictured the still-unlovable Sherry even after shrinking, and a playful smile appeared on her face: "Can I keep it?"
Yuzuru immediately refused: "No."
He knew Ai's temper too well. If Ai found out that he had secretly given her brooch to Vermouth, whom she hated the most, she would definitely sulk and be angry again.
There's no doubt that Ai will find out.
Because of Vermouth's personality, if he dares to agree, she will definitely go to Ai Haibara with the ginkgo leaf brooch afterwards to provoke her. These two are naturally at odds, and when they meet, they are like two cats with their fur standing on end, full of gunpowder.
Vermouth clicked her tongue slightly, somewhat disappointed.
A plan to strike at Shirley had just begun to take shape in her mind when it was aborted, like a flower that had not yet fully bloomed being ruthlessly plucked.
Soon, the waiter returned after swiping the card.
Yuzuru took the bag containing the brooches, first handing her the one that belonged to Vermouth. Then, he put one of the remaining two bags away and turned to hand the other to Urashi Aoran behind him: "Aoran, this is yours."
Pu Siqinglan, who was busy shipping couples in her mind, was so surprised when she saw that she also had one that she covered her mouth in surprise: "Me...me too?"
Don't you like it?
"I...I like it."
Pu Siqinglan's heart raced as she accepted the jewelry box.
What girl wouldn't love exquisite and beautiful jewelry? Even the most ruthless international assassin has a girlish heart hidden deep inside.
Moreover, this was a gift from the young master, which meant a great deal to her and was proof that she was valued and cared for.
After paying the bill, the three of them walked out of the jewelry store.
The streets were still bustling with people.
They continued along the street, and when they passed a tailor shop, Pu Siqinglan went in and picked out some brocade and Tencel cotton to make cheongsams.
As the master of cheongsams in Detective Conan.
Pu Siqinglan has a unique love and keen eye for various fabrics used in making cheongsams.
I often made strange and unusual cheongsams according to Vermouth's requests, such as those with openwork, super short, semi-transparent, and open crotch designs, which provided her with a lot of inspiration.
“That backless, high-slit dress from last time…” Sister Bei leaned against the mahogany counter, her purplish-red fingernails tapping on the glass display case. “The buttons on the waist are too easy to pop open.”
Pu Siqinglan was comparing the two rolls of Xiangyun yarn when she heard this, her ears turning red. She muttered softly, "That's because you insisted on wearing it while racing the young master..."
"Well, that's why we need to make improvements!"
Yuzuru cleared his throat, interrupting their conversation.
He shouldn't take the blame. The cheongsam, a seemingly traditional garment that Vermouth demanded be designed to be extremely daring, is essentially an "attack speed item." How could it possibly remain intact in his hands?
............
It was still early when I came out of the tailor shop.
Vermouth strolled around casually, glancing at the surrounding shops with a nonchalant air.
Suddenly, her gaze settled on a shop not far away where women were constantly going in and out, but no men were in sight.
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