Chapitre 125: Not A Love Candidate

The remainder of our shopping spree ended fairly quickly after the commotion that took place. I swear I even heard them remark something about making sure that the white haired boy be banned from re-entering the store.

Oh God, what chaos...

We then headed for the carpark as he leads the way to his bike. Through some way or another, we managed to get everything to fit in storage as he keeps a sharp gaze on me as I traversed the parking lot to return the trolley cart to the trolley bay.

And as soon as I was done, he pats the seat behind him as I speed walked back to his side. We hadn't said much to each other after his antics at the toy section aside from occasionally asking which items to select for general household goods.