Chapter 19 - The two girls

Meanwhile Haruto was in the hospital, in a bustling shopping district, Akira and Kei strolled through the lively crowd, blending with the crowd of the city. The sun cast a warm glow, with a vibrant atmosphere.

Akira's uniform, with its neatly tied ribbon and a pleated skirt, her hugged her figure in a way in her top which caught the stares of people on the mall

Kei's school uniform is neat and youthful. The ribbon, neatly tied, with a well groomed Braided Headband , and a glimpse of a pleated skirt giving classic modest schoolgirl vibe.

Akira, with her energetic spirit, scanned the storefronts for the latest fashion trends, while Kei, a laid-back companion, couldn't help but frown at her enthusiasm.

"Kei, check this out! Isn't this dress just adorable?" Akira said as she picked up a new trendy dress without checking the price tag. Kei just faceplamed after looking at how much it costs

 "My mom will kill me if she heard of this. Why do I have fancy dress for visiting a hospital If you say so. But you know I'm no expert on fashion. But still" She said while thinking...maybe she should have picked Yumi for this.

"Come on, Kei! Haruto is in the hospital, and I know you want to look good First impressions matter, even in hospitals!" She said while nudging.

"I.....I don't think so....He is not that kind of guy who judges people by their dress " Kei said softly after remembering what she is for...A decent dress....fit

 "Kei, it's not about him judging you. It's about making him feel better with a positive and lively atmosphere. Plus, who knows? Maybe he'll appreciate the effort. We're just trying to lift his spirits, maybe a pretty Kei will cheer him up?" Akira while trying to make the stubborn Kei understand the point.

"Maybe little bit more close to my budget....will help rather than this scam dress " Kei replied pointing to Dress

"Maybe I will purchase this Light pink silk sequence butterfly neck gown. " she replied while placing it in the shopping cart which has 17 costly dresses

"Don't you think you had too much " Kei asked with a slight bead of sweat forming on her forehead as she looked at the array of expensive dresses accumulating in the car

"Shut up kei, this is just very little. I have to purchase every dress that should match for every possible location and time " Akira said with confidence

Kei couldn't shake off the feeling of unease from the stares of people watching them. Meanwhile, nearby, a group of women whispered among themselves, exchanging glances as they continued to check dresses

: "Did you see how many dresses she's buying? Must be nice to have that kind of budget."

"Seriously, whose dick did she suck to get that much of money, did you see how much skin she is showing...She seems like a slut to me. No proper dress for a student"

"I feel bad for her father...Must be torture for her" 

 Akira stopped, she can't let the comments go, she turned towards the group of women.

 "Who is the owner of your iPhone?" she asked in an arrogant tone, while coming to the girl. While maintaing eye-contact

"Iphone 14. " She replied while taking step aback by Akira's sudden serious tone

"Who purchased it for you " Akira asked while not breaking eye-contact

"M-My father " she replied

"See...That's the difference...You suck off your father's/Boyfriend's money to get what you want...and has nerve to speak about others "

"I have gifted my father a simple nokia phone on his 31st birthday when I was 7 using my invested money... I never seen him crying on my life until that moment. "

"He has several phones but he uses the phone I gave him reguarly... I don't understand why he clings to that garbage outdated little phone but.....Whenever I saw him using that phone I feel fullfilled that I earned the right to take the best possible treasures under my possession " Akira replied with a cold tone....Kei is dumbfolded she never saw Akira this fluent and this serious.

"I-I didn't h-have silver spoon like you " the girl replied trying to break free of akira's eye contact

"You are right you are different than a prostitute because even they earn their own money. Go and stick to korean novels and post on social media about #endpatriachry or whatever " Akira finished while leaving after realizing talking is useless.

"Akira, I've never seen you like this before."

"These women are as good as those 'sigma' and 'alpha' males. It's useless trying to reason with them. Let's continue shopping; I'm not letting anyone ruin my day." Akira replied while dragging Kei throughout the shopping mall

Akira confidently dragged Kei throughout the shopping mall, their cart still filled with a collection of dresses. As they explored the mall, Akira spotted a maid dress and couldn't resist asking Kei about it.

 "Hey, Kei, do you want this maid dress?"

Kei, blushing shyly, replied, "Haruto will... Haruto will.....like it." Slightly whispered the last sentence

 "Perfect! It pleases the eyes, and you know, the right kind of visual stimulation can boost someone's mood. Maybe it'll make his recovery a bit smoother, if you catch what I mean." Akira said with a smug and teasing smile

Curious, Akira couldn't resist asking, "Anyway, how do you know Haruto likes maid dresses? You didn't know..."

As Kei hesitated in response, Akira's eyes widened when Kei subtly pointed out, "Maid magazines... in his room... don't say to others"

"Okay. But those things is not that much of a crime to have....But people will misinterept it .....So Haruto's diginity safe with me....Is that " Akira said with a whisper with kei's ear

"Thank you... for the dress... and understanding... sorry." She whispered the last part.

"Did you see that? The girl is giving me the stink eye. I don't understand women despite being one" Akira replied while sighing...Apparently girls hate her for some reason

"That's why I dress modestly. No one stare at me, and I avoid unnecessary drama." Kei says while fixing her hair.

"Pack one maid dress " Akira asked the shopkeeeper and he packed the maid dress and gave it to her. 

Akira gave him 10000 yen and asked him to keep the change and celebrate christmas with his family and the man was overjoyed.

"The last time I checked this is too much for a change " Kei said while taking maid dress in her bag, And envious about Akira.

 "Guess what? We've created a new novel idea, and we've even decided on the genre!" Akira said while trying to bring the subject happened during kei's absence

Curious, Kei asked, "What genre is it?" as Akira revealed their collaborative effort.

Akira: "It's a harem genre novel."

Kei: "Whose perverted, prank-filled, useless garbage idea is this? The genre is garbage."

Kei demanded an explanation from Akira, questioning how they had decided on such a genre in their absence. She speculated on the possible culprits, suggesting that Rei might be a closet pervert, Johanna too shy to argue back and ruled out, Yumi tricked into it she is ruled out, The most likely culprit is Akira herself since she is a degenarate. Kei humorously proposed that Ayumi, disliking being NTRed, must not be behind degenerate idea, and perhaps Akira blackmailed Haruto into making it

"What you used Haruto to force him to go along the outrageous idea " Kei demanded while both of them were walking to the hospital.

"What, you Blackmailed him to force him to go along with the outrageous idea with your money?"

 "Who forced Haruto using what?" Akira replied with genuine surprise. wasn't he the one proposed it

As they approached the hospital, they received news from the reception that Haruto had been discharged, recovering surprisingly quickly. Akira, seizing the opportunity, playfully kicked Kei's back with her knee.

 "Looks like I can personally take care of hi-" Akira said while suggesting to Kei

Quick on her feet, Kei retaliated, kicking Akira in her lower region with force, causing Akira to collapse, groaning in pain.

"Serves you right." Kei says in an angry tone with Akira while leaving Asking the receptionist where he want

"Ouch, Ouch....What did I do...KEI " Akira yelped drawing the attention of the receptionist, who wondered what was wrong with these women.