Tokyo Sick Girlfriend

Chapter 160 Wedding Dress
Wedding dresses are not ordinary clothes that you can change into every day. For most girls, they are only worn on their wedding day or when taking wedding anniversary photos. The cost of a wedding dress is naturally not small. A slightly high-end custom-made wedding dress will cost between 300 and 500 million yen.

Most people will try to minimize unnecessary expenses, so unless they have sufficient financial resources, they will generally consider renting.

Of course, with her proficient business skills, Mizutani Rei didn't ask such a stupid question. She bowed slightly and took the bank card from Shiratori Seiya.

"Understood, please wait a moment."

The moment she received the bank card, Mizutani Rei completely abandoned her previous nonchalance, strode to the front desk, and called over several wedding dress designers, stylists, makeup artists, and waiters who were resting in the back.

While doing these things, she couldn't help but look at the girl next to this 'sugar daddy'. Just like she thought, although Hasegawa Saori was only wearing an ordinary tracksuit with no discernible brand, she was tall, with delicate and elegant features, and a clear and pure air about her between her brows.

Hasegawa Saori nestled obediently against Shiratori Seiya, seemingly noticing Mizutani Rei's gaze and looking at her.

With just a simple glance, Mizutani Rei was amazed by her spring-like purity.

In her mind, beauty and innocence are two things that cannot coexist in one person in this society.

A woman with exceptional beauty will inevitably be pursued by a large number of men as she grows up. However, beauty without a strong background can be a disaster for a woman.

A wealthy man and a beautiful woman.

Looking at the two people in front of her, the word suddenly popped into Mizutani Rei's mind, and she couldn't help but feel envious.

She's good-looking, comes from a good family, and has a young boyfriend who's willing to spend lavishly on her—she must be incredibly happy.

Soon, Mizutani Rei was not the only one who felt this envy.

This shop was clearly a professional wedding dress rental and sales business. Just two minutes later, seven or eight sales staff surrounded Hasegawa Saya, taking her measurements, asking her about her preferred wedding dress style, and praising her beauty, each doing their own job.

Two other wedding dress designers held tablets, listening to the data recited by the waiter, repeatedly looking up at Saori Hasegawa, constantly comparing the dresses in the database, trying to find the one that suited her best.

The remaining stylists and makeup artists rested to the side, patiently waiting and looking Hasegawa Saori up and down, their eyes showing a thoughtful expression, considering what kind of look they could create to achieve the best effect for the wedding dress and meet the standards that would make Shiratori Seiya, this 'sugar daddy,' willingly buy it.

Rei Mizutani was clearly very sensible; apart from the wedding dress designer, all the staff serving her were women.

There were several couples in the bridal shop who were helping the sales staff choose wedding dresses, but at that moment they were all drawn to the shop.

They all looked towards Shiratori Seiya.

Saori Hasegawa quickly became the focus of this bridal shop.

Saori was clearly not good at this kind of situation. She was being manipulated like a puppet, looking at the wedding dresses the designer showed her. She was overwhelmed and thought this one was good and that one was good. After looking at three or five, her once clear eyes began to swirl with uncertainty, and she was unsure which one was the best.

Fortunately, the designer only wanted to filter out what she particularly liked and disliked. After failing to find any, she relaxed and finally selected three outfits, eagerly handing them to Shiratori Seiya for his opinion.

After nearly an hour of work, we finally settled on a wedding dress with a modern and elegant style.

A group of people escorted Saori into the dressing room, leaving Shiratori Seiya to wait outside.

Rei Mizutani and the designer wanted to find something to talk about with Seiya Shiratori, but he had no intention of communicating at all and sat next to Mio Takahashi replying to messages.

After hanging up the phone, Mio Takahashi kept thinking about what Seiya Shiratori had just told her, not understanding why he suddenly asked about Nanase Nagata and the acting department.

As a woman, or rather, as a girlfriend, Radar immediately started beeping the alarm.

Is it because I'm not trying hard enough? Or did something happen that made him feel like he wasn't enough and wanted to get involved with other women?

Will I have another rival in love then?

How many women does this bastard want to have relationships with before he'll stop?

You've already tried your best...

She was only a freshman in college and had only trained for two months when she passed the audition. Although there might be some connection with Shiratori Kiyoya, she was confident that if it were a fair competition, she could have passed the audition even without Kiyoya's help...

The more Takahashi Mio thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Her brows furrowed, and her eyes involuntarily began to redden. After biting her lip for a while, she tentatively sent him a message:
"Kiyoshi, is your cold getting any better?"

"alright."

"Oh... even if you're better, remember to rest more. It's not easy to recover from an illness..."

Mio Takahashi offered another word of comfort. After receiving a reply from Seiya Shiratori, she lightly touched the keyboard, staring at the probing words and pondering them twice before finally hesitatingly clicking send.

"Have you written a new screenplay recently?"

"No, why are you suddenly asking this?"

"Um...didn't you just ask about the acting department? I was thinking you were preparing to film a new script, that's why I asked. Do you need my help?"

Although she was asking if she needed help, Mio Takahashi was already pouting, feeling somewhat unhappy.

He only writes songs for Hojo Shione, so how come he can write scripts for other people?

Aren't you being a bit too biased?
Is she really that great? She just met you before I did.

Even if she really is that good in your heart, what good is it?

Her career has stalled, and her future looks bleak, while she is still on the rise and will not be worse off than her.

You should spend more time on me... You bastard, Kiyoshi...

Before Shiratori Seiya could reply to the message, Takahashi Mio had already thought it through in her mind. As she thought about it, she became flustered and disoriented. Her fingers unconsciously tightened around her phone until her fingertips turned white, and her eyes were fixed on the screen, as if waiting for his final judgment.

A few seconds seemed to stretch on endlessly. Finally, a new message popped up on the phone screen:
"I haven't written a new script, it has nothing to do with this."

Mio Takahashi was delighted to see this, but her good mood lasted for less than a second before the message that popped up in the chat box made her face darken again.

"Shiratori Seiya: We do need to recruit a few acting students, but it's a bit complicated and can't be explained in a few words. I'm busy right now, so let's talk about it when we meet."

"..."

Shiratori Seiya put away his phone, unaware of Takahashi Mio's complex emotions at that moment; he was indeed busy with something.

A gasp of surprise rang out as a young woman in a silver-white wedding dress emerged from the dressing room.

Actually, this wedding dress shop is quite spacious; Shiratori Seiya could easily have gone to another empty room where they take photos to see the effect.

But perhaps wanting to make Saori the center of attention and provide the two with emotional value that would shock the entire audience, or perhaps wanting to promote the store's wedding dresses, the makeup artist led Saori directly out of the dressing room.

As the girl pushed open the frosted glass door and slowly walked towards him, Shiratori Seiya stared blankly and slowly stood up from the sofa.

A beam of sunlight fell on the girl's silver crown, the crystals reflecting a dazzling halo like stars and the moon. Bright light and shadow danced on her long, jet-black hair, which cascaded down her slender back to her waist. Velvet sleeves concealed her chest...

Hasegawa Saori glanced at Shiratori Seiya from afar. She was wearing a pair of crystal shoes, her rounded toes peeking out with a touch of cuteness. She slowly walked towards Shiratori Seiya, like an angel descending from heaven.

'Tap, tap, tap...'

Only Saori's footsteps remained in the air. Crystals dangled from her fluffy skirt, and as she walked, the skirt swayed slightly, making the crystals seem to awaken like stars, slowly rushing towards Shiratori Seiya.

Finally, she stood in front of Shiratori Seiya, her hands clasped together in front of her.

Seeing his stunned expression, a faint blush rose on her exquisitely made-up face, and she said sweetly:
"Kiyoshi, isn't Saori pretty?"

Shiratori Seiya finally came to his senses, reached out and gently stroked the girl's face, whispering:
No one is more beautiful than you right now.

Upon hearing this, Saori Hasegawa's eyes shimmered with happiness as she gently took Seiya Shiratori's hand.

Seeing the atmosphere between the two starting to bubble with pink, Mizutani Rei, who had been waiting on the sidelines, swallowed hard and quickly stepped forward, saying:
"Sir, we offer photo services here. Would you like to take a photo with us...?"

Shiratori Seiya instinctively wanted to refuse, not because Saori wasn't pretty enough, but because he was dressed casually and would look out of place if he took a picture with her.

If it's for wedding photos, he still hopes to wear a suit so that Saori can have a beautiful memory after the photos are taken.

However, before he could utter his refusal, Saori Hasegawa reached out and tugged at his sleeve, her pure eyes blinking as she whispered:

"Sure, let's take a group photo..."

Seemingly sensing his worry, Mizutani Rei, hoping to sell an extra suit, opportunely said:
"Sir, we also offer men's wedding suits here."

There was no reason to refuse now.

Shiratori Seiya, seeing Saori's expectant gaze, nodded in agreement.

Amidst the envious glances of everyone in the bridal shop, Shiratori Seiya led Saori into the photography studio.

"Please come closer, both of you."

"Sir, you can hold me a little tighter..."

"Right, that is it."

"3, 2, 1, laugh..."

"Kiyo, I love you..."

‘Crack. ’

As Saori's heartfelt confession faded, the beautiful moment was frozen in time.

In the scene, Saori, nestled in Shiratori Seiya's arms, wears a gentle and happy smile, with a tear glistening in the corner of her eye...

"I've uploaded the digital copies of the photos to you, but it will take half a day to print them out. If it's convenient for you, sir, could you please leave your address?"

In the end, the wedding dress cost 700 million yen, and Shiratori Seiya bought it without hesitation.

However, Mizutani Rei's idea of ​​selling an extra suit failed.

Shiratori Seiya had no intention of buying it, mainly because he already had three suits at home, and this suit was clearly meant for a wedding, not for everyday wear.

If we really do have a wedding in the future, we'll just buy new ones, so we won't need them at all. Anyway, we've already kept the photos, and he's not that sentimental.

Saori, who had been standing obediently beside him, didn't say anything. However, when paying the bill, she silently noted down the style and name of the suit.

Saori also needs to save money to buy a set for Kiyoya.

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(End of this chapter)