Noboru was surprised to be yanked by some stranger. Now he was on the receiving end of what he normally did to others. It wasn't bad, just odd. She started dragging him to the nearest clothing store. "Wait...wait wait... all I needed was..." It was no use. she wasn't going to listen to him and his simple needs, only get him clothes. Whenever she told him to get out of his pants, he let out a little chuckle, and it became more prominent when she turned red. Having clothes shoved into him, Noboru decided to humor the girl and went into the changing room.

"Hey..uh this is a little, oh nevermind, I got it. Wow. Am I really this muscular? This shirt is hard to button. Oh there we go."

Noboru stepped out of the dressing room, standing proudly in a white vest and black shirt, and his legs were covered up by a pair of black slacks, though they were quite tight. "So..." Noboru said, trying to break the ice, "What do you think? Oh by the way, if you're gonna drag me around, at least tell me your name first. I prefer to know the name of my kidnapper."