10 nen goshi no HikiNiito o Yamete Gaishutsushitara Jitaku goto Isekai ni Ten’ishiteta

"Senior, I'm getting a little nervous about the eagle. I wonder if you're okay..."

A junior standing in line at the entrance to the store talks to me.

There's something a little worrying about this kid, isn't there?

"It's okay, look, I thought you were dealing with a silent child!

That's what I said, pounding around my hips.

I'm worried, too, but I can't help saying that.

It was a month ago that Emmi called me.

I'm bringing two people I know to the store where I work, so I want you to tell me what clothes you recommend. Keimi has continued to say to me, ok with a light feeling. These are the men I was pulling, good luck with that.

I slightly regretted taking it on lighthearted.

But.

I was hesitant to go outside because I didn't have any clothes, and I heard that it caught fire.

I like clothes. I like it stylish.

Just that feeling, when I left high school, I went to work at an apparel store in Shanghai.

I was happy to see someone happy with the clothes I recommended, and I still work in a clothes store when I got back to the area.

It's not like back then, though it's a massive chain store that sells men, women and children.

Get stylish and go outside.

I hope you know a little bit about the fun.

"Look, I'm here. Smile and be soft. Good luck!"

Whisper to the junior and welcome Emmi and her companion.

"If he looks good, I'd recommend it and decide, and then he'd have to be an unusual design or color, too. We both have a budget of 20,000 yen for over two sets!

Greetings are there, too, Hye Mi telling us.

See the boy I'm supposed to be in charge of. No, maybe a boy isn't old enough.

Bossy hair, dabbly thick jeans, a tired suit and unbranded sneakers.

You're nervous or you know people, you don't even look me in the eye.

... This could be a bit of a strong enemy.

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One slim fit jeans and a black jacket in jersey fabric, two grey hoodies and V-neck cutouts. And then there's some underwear, some socks, some skin clothes.

In spring and autumn, he wears a hoodie inside and a jacket, and in summer, a single jacket on the V-neck. Yeah, except for winter, you should be able to handle it!

20,000 yen can afford it. You can choose because you weren't fat.

Yes, no. He shook his head and answered.

Come on, what happened?

"Sir, how do you like it?

Speak in front of the curtains in the fitting room.

Sassy curtains opened.

Yeah, that's good! Perfect shape!

I get a real smile, not a customer service smile.

The boy looked at me for the first time and was a little cheerful.

I'm just a little thrilled.

"It looks great on you! Oh, I'll hem you up, so excuse me for a second."

I give you the hem of my jeans with a scratch in my heart that I'm upset about what to do.

I'm curious about shoes and bags... no, but we sell them, but honestly, that's kinda...

I was thinking as I hemmed up my jeans and for the first time the boy talked to me.

"Oh, um... thank you"

A very small voice.

But for some reason, I felt it reach my heart.

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"Shh, seniors, hey!

"Huh? What's going on? Look, I don't run because I have customers!

A rushed junior came to me with his clothes tucked in. Hold on to my arm and take me for a small run to the entrance to the store.

"Look, look, look at that!

Look at the end of the aisle following the words of the junior.

There were Huimi and her friend Sakura, as well as two boys who wore clothes intact with finished hemming.

"Oh, my hair, I cut it..."

"That's right! And look at that. Look, your posture's a little different, too!

I guess I cut my hair at the tenant's beauty parlor. The boy I served had indeed cut his hair and stretched his spine.

I was walking downstairs when I came to the store, and now I'm looking forward.

The gaze is down there, though.

"Seniors, eagles, I'm glad I did this job"

"Right..."

A little tearful junior.

Could I have hidden my voice trembling?

I like clothes. I like it stylish.

That's all the apparel work I started.

I wonder if those boys felt a little fun buying clothes, cutting their hair and stylish and going outside.

If you noticed, the other staff who were at the store were also here to see what they looked like.

Our job is to help someone.

Probably because it's an affordable, everywhere chain store.

It's probably no coincidence that store sales have gone up since this day.

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"Oh, Emmi? Hiccup! Not a little early this year? Oh, yeah, I remember. You're the boy from two years ago, right?

"Mom, what's wrong? Friends?"

"Yeah, I'm calling from a friend. Hinako, wait a minute."

The call from Emmi is a story that brings an annual "acquaintance" that has been around for two years.

There were two of us in the first year, but five last year.

I would have made thankful sales on weekdays if I had noticed.

But more than sales, the guys who would only be a little more positive if they wore clerk-recommended clothes were a good opportunity to motivate their staff.

"Email? Yeah, okay. I'll give you clothes advice if you like. It's just our store, hey."

I think the chain stores I work in are good stores for people who don't usually go outside to buy them.

It's basic, and it's cheap.

But after all, if you enjoy stylishness, our store alone has its limits.

I'd be happy if you'd be interested at all.

I thought so, and I gave myself a surprisingly light ok.

I didn't know that would happen.

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"Hissing! I thought we got there early...... maybe I made you wait?

"Yes, no, I just got here too..."

Pedestrian deck at Utsunomiya Station.

Speak to the boy who was here first.

I only met him once two years ago, but I knew right away.

'Cause I'm wearing the clothes I recommended then.

I spoke straight away because it was normal in my e-mail, but Fumiya answered me properly.

"Well, besides the clothes, it was the bag and the shoes, wasn't it? Is the time okay?

"Oh, yes, it is. Yes, I'm camping at a place called Forest Park in Utsunomiya at night, but I plan to rendezvous in the evening..."

"Enough! All right, sister, I'm gonna stick it out -"

It talks to me more naturally than I thought.

Compared to two years ago, I think it's a tremendous advance.

I was a little nervous, but I'd like this to do the tension.

I don't know about your sister myself though!

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The one who took Fumiya was the large outlet mall in Sano.

I got lost with Nasu, but if you say you live in Saitama on the Utsunomiya Line, I guess it's this way. Munya-kun's house is a little over half an hour's drive away, and once you get there, you should be able to come alone without me.

The shoes chose the right dessert boots, whether casual or cute, and the next thing I did was go to a select store.

Funya-kun is only 25 years old, so this should fit.

Picking a bag, with the clothes I recommended, Fumiya went to the fitting room.

Funya-kun has apparently started working part-time in the past two years.

Drop out of high school and pull back. After I started going outside, I started working in two years.

Honestly respected.

Because it took me longer to get back from the bottom up.

Yeah, maybe he's just being strong right now.

If I had thought about that, I wouldn't have heard a sound from the fitting room.

"How about you, Fumiya? Can I open it?

"Ah, Kanako. Yes, it's all right now"

Speaking of which, two years ago, I was silent when I asked if I could open it. With that in mind, I open the curtain.

"Excuse me."

Funya-kun, who came out of the fitting room, was looking at me with a soldering smile.

Two years ago, when I first came to the store.

Funya-kun looked down and seemed unsure.

Shake your head or nod silently, even if you talk to him to ask him about his clothing preferences.

I remember wearing the clothes I recommended and cheering me up just a little bit.

Two years after that.

Funya-kun can now text and talk to me.

From then on, he went outside and started working part-time.

The clothes I chose at the select store looked great on me.

Push your chest up, look at me, I'm hanging on to the lights.

That's so cute.

I'm so happy about that.

"Yeah, just like I thought! You look great, Fumiya!

As deceptive as I am, I praise.

It's okay, I'm sure they haven't noticed.

"Sir, how did it go -?

I felt helped by the clerk's voice.

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm sure this isn't love.

Funya-kun is seven of them.

If you're 25 years old, you're still coming.

I'm a little bit of a 32-year-old with a bumpy kid......

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"Oh, Mom, I was home. Why aren't you turning on the lights? I'm home!"

"Welcome back, Hinako. Now wash your hands."

Put the landscape down, yes, and Hinako headed to the washroom.

Hinako, who is 9 years old, is growing up to be a good listener. I thought I had to hang in there for this kid, but I feel more energized by Hinako.

"So, Mom, how was it? You were out with a guy, weren't you?

"Ugh, yeah......"

"Mom, you can't hide everything! You keep telling Hinako!

"If it doesn't happen again,"

When Hinako returns, time to chat until he starts his dinner schedule.

I've been going on since I was just a little girl. That's been a totally girls-talk place lately.

I heard girls grow up fast, but I can't believe this far.

I resent myself for being questioned about yesterday's chat and leaking that I'm going out with two men.

"Hinako, you're my mom... I might have fallen in love..."

"What!? What's he like? Cool?"

"Um, I don't know if it's cool. Besides, I'm not going out with you because you're younger."

"Yeahhh!

The cheeks are puckered and inflated, and the hiccups appeal to dissatisfaction.

Heh heh, you're just a kid in these places.

"Mommy, I'm coming with you! Hinako will check you out!

"Huh?

Manage the hiccups until just now, and now I inflate my cheeks. I'd be too embarrassed if someone else saw me like this.

"Eh, you don't have to be cool! You're a gentle person who won't make your mom cry, because Hinako checks!

I was thrilled.

Hide the upset, make a smile, and keep talking about things.

"But you're seven years younger than your mom, right?

"Eh...... I'm 25! Daijibu, my mom knows and she's cute!

Hinako hugging Gabba and me.

Hold me tight, I feel this temperature.

Heh heh, I was encouraged by Hinako to be okay.

Next time.

Now I think I'll take Hinako with me.

Seeing a smartphone on the table informing me of my email incoming, I was a little preoccupied.