"More shopping?" Takamiya asked, distressed. He could do nothing as Rika dragged him along. "I can already tell that you're going to be a convincing girl," he said.

At Rika's new outfit, he mulled it over for a second. "Well, it looks very bright," he told her. "I don't know. I think it suits you. I think. I can't shop to save my life!" he shook his head. "I don't know how you do it."

"Can we go now? Please? I wanna do something constructive like get you home, for example. Quick, get dressed and we can go!" he ushered her back into her changing room.