Ryoma wasn't sure where he should stand. He was out shopping with Sakuno and no matter where he stood he always seemed to be in the way.
Why doesn't this store have a place to sit down Ryoma thought as he scanned the area again.
He knew it was pointless having already looked around for a place to sit several times. Instead all he saw was a bunch of women attacking the clothing racks like there was no tomorrow. Ryoma would look at their actions every so often but otherwise he would watch Sakuno to see if she needed anything. However, he couldn't help but stare at the two women who just came in the store.
They had been just short of running to the nearest rack like it was going to disappear within the next minute. One of the women immediately shoved the clothes back only to start vigorously pushing them forward one by one as she looked through them. The other women just grabbed the shoulders of two shirts yanking them opposite directions to see the front of one. Both of them were moving so fast Ryoma wasn't sure if they actually saw the design.
I will never understand women Ryoma thought as he watched them move from one rack to the next in no time at all.
Ryoma's eyes went back to Sakuno and he couldn't help but let out a small smile. She calmly stood at a rack, a shirt in hand, carefully looking at it. Deciding she didn't want it she put it back and then used her fingers to peek through the other shirts until she got to the next design. Then she gently moved all the other shirts forward and thoroughly looked over the new shirt. He had been watching her do that since she starting looking for clothes a half hour ago.
One of the reasons I like her Ryoma couldn't help but think. She's thoughtful and discerning; takes her time to decide if she likes it or not. Kind and gentle too, she moves things around carefully, no need to be brash and practically throw things off the rack.
Ryoma's smile became triumphant as he continued to watch Sakuno and thought about the fact that she was his. The smile quickly faded however, when he watched Sakuno pretty much run to a rack she appeared not to have noticed before. Grabbing the edge of the sleeves she quickly yanked the shirts apart, rapidly looking through them, and grabbing a few that Ryoma was sure she didn't know what they looked like.
How does she even know that they will fit Ryoma thought as Sakuno went back to carefully looking through all the racks around her. It didn't even look like she checked the size.
Ryoma just blinked and decided that Sakuno was just having one of her moments. She had those occasionally and he was cool with those too. Ryoma smiled at the thought. Even through all her peculiarities he was glad that she was his and that they were going to be married soon. They understood each other better than anyone else and Ryoma couldn't imagine living his life with anyone else.
"But I don't want to shop here it's too cheap. Can't we go to a more fashionable store?" The loud whining interrupted Ryoma's thoughts and he frowned, looking at the girl.
Spoiled brat he thought looking back over to Sakuno who had made her way to the clearance racks. Another smile.
Ryoma was pretty sure he had found the perfect girl. Even with all the money he made playing tennis Sakuno still lived carefully making sure not to spend too much money. She never asked for anything expensive and even today he had been the one to insist she go get a few new clothes. Still no store was beneath her and she bought what she liked not caring about fashion. Secretly Ryoma thought that their wedding day couldn't come soon enough.
However, Ryoma was drawn from his rare moment of sappiness when Sakuno shoved back a pile of clothes on the rack and then proceeded to go through them by grabbing the hangers and throwing them forward.
Is she even looking at them Ryoma thought as Sakuno went through the clothes at an amazingly fast speed. Soon done, she moved on to the next clearance rack doing the same thing. I think all the other women are rubbing off on Sakuno, Ryoma thought as he watched.
He could only hope that she would be done soon and that they could leave before she became someone who wasn't his fiancée.
I will never understand women Ryoma thought once more, as he again looked for a place to sit down.