Marin-sensei walked briskly ahead. She passed right by the usual shop with the line of girls waiting outside.
The regular girls noticed me and started talking.
"Oh? You're not stopping by today?"
"Look, he's with a different woman!"
"Who is that woman!? She's not worthy of him!"
"Yeah! I'm way prettier than her!"
They were saying whatever they wanted. I felt like telling them to look at their own faces in the mirror first. However, Marin-sensei acted as if she couldn't hear any of it and kept walking until we reached a clearly high-class shop quite a distance away from the usual one.
This place definitely looked expensive. Even standing in front of the shop, the sweet aroma drifted out. My cheapskate instincts from my previous life kicked in — when you have no money, just standing in front of a place like this is enough.
"Let's go in!"
