The Villainous Me Turned the Losers into Blackened Bosses-Chapter 121 - The Heroine’s Preparations
Chapter 121: The Heroine’s Preparations
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Shuna was concerned.
Shuna was very concerned.
Shuna was extremely concerned!
What should she wear when they finally meet?
Ever since she sent out her letter, she had been obsessing over…
Choosing the perfect outfit for that day!
After all, there was no way W would refuse her. If he dared, she’d just flip Novice Town upside down and find him herself!
And so, for the past few days, Shuna had been wandering through every women’s clothing store in Novice Town.
From the cute and girly “Hello Killty”…
To the cool and confident “LV999″…
And even the sultry and sexy “Valentino”…
Alright, she admitted it—she had only learned about these store names after arriving in Novice Town. All the schoolgirls seemed to know them by heart.
It wasn’t her fault. She had spent most of her teenage years in dungeons. Even though she had attended school for three years later, she hadn’t exactly transformed into a typical girl.
Now, being asked to pick an outfit for a “date”… was just… uh…
Too difficult.
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She had circled these stores multiple times. Even though she had plenty of spare cash and could afford the most expensive outfits…
None of them felt right.
She had visited so often that the sales assistants in the women’s fashion district now recognized her. Every time she came in to browse, they’d curiously follow her around.
“Hmm… This one’s too cute and pastel. It doesn’t feel like me at all.”
“But this cool, edgy one feels too masculine?”
“And the sexy ones… honestly, I look more natural in my usual clothes. These just feel… greasy.”
…
“What the hell should I pick?!”
Once again, Shuna tossed the outfit she had just tried onto the store’s sofa and slumped down beside it.
Staring up at the ceiling.
She absolutely…
Hated…
Trying on outfit after outfit in a store.
Clothes just needed to be comfortable—why did appearances matter so much?
But…
She really wanted to make a… great… first impression on someone.
“Hmm… Miss Shuna, what’s wrong? After all these days, you still haven’t found the right outfit?” asked Kate, the sales assistant, as she approached. Shuna sat up, her face clearly troubled.
“Yeah. No matter what I try, I’m still not satisfied. It’s so hard… How do you usually help people pick clothes?”
“Well, that’s my area of expertise. But Miss Shuna, you’ve never told me—what are you choosing this outfit for? Knowing that would help me give you better advice.”
“Uh… It’s not like I can’t say… It’s just…”
Shuna felt her face heat up. She covered her mouth and half her face with her hand.
Her eyes locked onto the rack of clothes in front of her, refusing to look away.
Her voice leaked out from between her fingers.
“It’s… sort of a date, I guess. Yeah…”
“Oh, is it your first date?”
“…Yes.”
“Then here’s a suggestion: choose something based on what the other person likes. What kind of person is he?”
“Well… uh… he’s probably a sheltered young master, stepping out of his home for the first time. He’s curious about everything and pretty naive—doesn’t even know how to bargain for cheaper goods.”
“Hmm.”
“If I had to describe him, he’s kind of an idealist, a dreamer. But he’s also a man of action—he’ll immediately act on his ideas.”
“Hmm.”
“He doesn’t seem very healthy, probably one of those frail, delicate young masters. If I wear heels, I might even be taller than him.”
“Hmm, hmm. Wait… his appearance? Have you two never met before? Is this not just your first date but also your first meeting?”
Kate had been feeling like something was off about Shuna’s description. This last detail finally made her realize how bizarre the situation was.
“Pen pal,” Shuna quickly clarified. “To be precise, he’s never mentioned his gender. But it’s so obvious—I figured it out.”
“That… uh…”
“There was even a time when I suspected he was a woman because he kept asking about women’s gear and clothing.”
“What?”
“But after some investigation, I found out his family doesn’t have any women his age, so he’s definitely a man. Oh, and his choice of stationery practically screams his identity.”
“??”
“Anyway, putting all that aside, what kind of outfit do you think he’d like? What kind of first impression would he find appealing?”
As Shuna spoke, she crossed her legs, her denim shorts riding up slightly. Her worn boots clicked together in the air.
“Based on that description, I… I have no idea what kind of person he is,” Kate admitted.
As a professional sales assistant in a women’s clothing store, Kate had helped countless girls choose outfits for their dates.
She usually tailored her recommendations based on the date’s preferences and the girl’s own features, with great success.
But…
This was the strangest “date” she had ever heard of.
Of course, Miss Shuna herself wasn’t exactly normal. She was definitely… a bit odd.
After some thought, Kate decided to steer the conversation in a different direction—
“Then why not think about the impression you want to give him? It doesn’t have to match his preferences.”
“For a date, isn’t it better to choose something the other person likes?”
“Not necessarily. Think about it—if he agreed to the date, it means he already likes you as you are. All you need to do is maintain that impression.”
“Maintain that impression…?”
Shuna rested her chin on her hand, deep in thought.
Kate felt like her suggestion was finally getting through. Shuna seemed to be seriously considering it, remaining silent for a while.
Eventually, she sat up straight.
“Actually… I think…”
“He probably doesn’t see me as a woman.”
“Huh?”
“Uh, I mean, he only addresses me by my alias. But… for example, when he mentions women’s items in his letters, his tone… uh… it’s like he assumes I wouldn’t know about them?”
Kate felt like she was facing the biggest challenge of her decade-long career as a women’s clothing sales assistant.
This woman was impossible to deal with!
Not only was her mysterious date a handful, but Shuna herself was equally difficult.
“Still, you’re right. I doubt he sees me as someone who’s good at dressing up in fancy, well-thought-out outfits.”
“Exactly! That’s the idea!”
Kate felt a surge of relief, thinking she had finally guided Shuna in the right direction.
But…
Shuna hugged her knees and thought for a moment before finally saying—
“Or maybe, in his eyes… I should look like…”
“…An experienced adventurer who’s passionate about dungeons?”
“An… adventurer?”
Kate was at a loss for words.
As a women’s clothing store in Novice Town—a hub for new adventurers—they did carry plenty of adventurer-style outfits.
They were even displayed on the same racks.
But it was rare—almost unheard of—for someone to come into the store, try on various outfits, and ultimately choose the kind of clothes adventurers wore every day.
“Oh, wait, you’ve really reminded me of something. That’s actually a great idea.”
Suddenly, Shuna snapped her fingers, as if a light bulb had gone off in her head.
“I know exactly what to wear now. But… before that, find me a nice pair of black stockings.”
“After all, the one thing I’m certain he likes… is this.”