[center][h2][color=f7976a]Ayame[/color][/h2]
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The displeased look of Satatachi's face made Ayame a bit worried and scared for a moment. A council member had a lot of power at their hands so maybe if she didn't please her enough Ayame might end up in jail or will be banned from the country. The color in her eyes faded as she was taken into her own dumb fantasies. Maybe shopping wasn't such a good idea after all. When Sayatachi sighed Ayame immediately went onto her knees and launched her head against the ground to bow as deep as she could "I-I would g-gladly w-w-wear this d-dress your h-honor!" Ayame nervously looked up at the woman as if she was brainwashed. Her entire forehead was bright red from herself bumping her head into the ground but she didn't seem to feel much from it. Ayame was dragged back into the dressing room and had changed her clothes by the forcefull hands of Malice "M-malice! I c-can d-dress myseeellfff!" Ayame whined. A few moment later she was taken out of the dressing room again and stood behind Malice even though she was so cruel against her. Ayame didn't look happy however but a little displeased instead 

"W-why do a-all the girls l-like to w-wear d-dresses so m-much. I d-don't u-understand." She had her face pointed at the ground with a sad look glued onto her face. Ayame left the two of them for a moment and went to pay for the scarf and the orange swimsuit she had seen in the clothing shelves. Despites the way it revealed everything she still felt like she should buy it. However she was to embarrassed to let any of the two see that she had bought such a thing. Otherwise she would end up being forced in other clothing too. So she had taken it under her clothing inside the dressing room and back out. Ayame took the bag from the cashier and placed the scarf on top so they wouldn't see and walked over towards the two of them. Sayatachi came with the idea to get some food in which Ayame immediatly quivered backwards "I-I c-can't! I h-had plans w-with a f-friend b-but I-I l-l-lost him. I'm already l-late! But I don't know w-where he is now..." Ayame silently looked at the ground as she hugged the plastic bag closer to her chest.