The next day…
Dante, Isabella and Missio headed out of the house. Dante hopped into the driver's seat of Isabella's car, wearing his cream T-shirt, green trousers and white sneakers. Isabella sat in the passenger's seat, wearing a white T-shirt, blue jeans and the same sneaker as her boyfriend. Missio sat in the back, wearing a blue sports T-shirt with black shorts and dark sneakers.
Isabella leaned over, scanning her retina. The panel instantly opened the car and turned on the screen. Dante reversed out of the house with extreme precision. He spun the car around and drove off. Isabella placed her purse on her lap. Missio pressed his Music Box, switching the next of the melody. They left the neighborhood and drove into the city. After a few minutes, Dante parked near a massive supermarket. Everyone exited at the same time.
As all the doors closed, the car clicked shut.
"Let's go." Dante urged.
The trio strolled into the humongous supermarket. Multiple stores lined up one after another on two different floors.
"What are we gonna get first?" Dante inquired.
"I was actually thinking of getting you some new clothes." Isabella held his arm.
"But I have clothes…" Dante replied.
"Baby, you went for shopping for clothes over seven months ago. It's time for you to get something new." Isabella pulled him to a clothing store.
Behind them, Missio tapped his headset. It instantly switched to transparency mode. The world became clearer. He felt the footsteps of people echo from other side of the mall. Multiple voices overlapped creating a chaotic melody that drowned. He gritted her teeth and tapped his headphone. The voices disappeared and the music returned. He drew a deep breath, closing his eyes.
'I feel… kinda good…'
As he was thinking such, he bumped into Dante's back. He flinched, awaiting a response. But it didn't come. Dante merely shrugged it off as Isabella checked new shirts on him.
"Missio, what do you think of this shirt? Does your brother look hot?" Isabella asked.
Missio brain short-circuited. "What?"
"Hey! Don't say things like that!" Dante covered her mouth.
Isabella pushed his hand away. "Oh? Are you neglecting your handsomeness, Mr. King?"
"No – I keep myself this way just for you my love~"
Isabella raised a brow. Dante stared at her moment before bursting into laughter.
"Okay, no – I can't. Forget this. Let's move on." Dante stormed forward.
Missio and Isabella followed from behind. Isabella turned toward him, holding a black shirt.
"Would this look good on him?" She asked.
Missio glanced at it. "Yeah, I guess…"
"Okay." Isabella held his hand. "Now, let's catch that naïve King."
Isabella pulled Missio along like a child, searching for Dante. They eventually found him checking out some pants. He took out a brown pant as Isabella approached.
"I've been wanting to get some brown pants." Dante said. "How do they look on me?"
Isabella glanced at it. "Hey, that can look good with that white shirt."
She rushed back to the shirts. After a few moments, she returned with a white shirt with vertical thin blue stripes.
"Try it on."
Dante spun around and headed to the changing room.
"Buy Missio some clothes as well."
He closed the door. Isabella turned, looking at the row of pants.
"Do you have anything in mind, Missio?"
"… Not really…" Missio replied.
Isabella held her chin, thinking. Then, she snapped her fingers and picked out a jean.
"This and…"
She gripped Missio's hand and went to the shirts section again. She gazed around for a while before picking out a gray shirt. She held the two together, closing one eye. In her vision, she held the clothes on Missio. Satisfied with her choice, she threw them to Missio. Missio panicked and caught them.
"Put them on after Dante." Isabella passed him.
Missio blinked. Nodding, he trailed his brother's girlfriend. They halted near the changing room and waited. Minutes passed in a blur. The door creaked open, Dante stepped out, shirt tucked into his pants. Isabella whistled.
"Looking cool, babe. I might not let you out of the house looking like that."
Dante froze and turned towards Isabella.
"You're an elementary school teacher. Please, me more appropriate."
A small smile couldn't help but form on Missio's lip. Isabella pushed him forward.
"Your turn get changed."
Missio nodded and went into the room. He slammed the door and changed in the new clothes. He twisted the door knob and exited. Dante and Isabella stood side by side, watching him.
"Nice. You look good." Dante gave a thumbs up.
"Aww… you look so cute." Isabella patted his head. "We're definitely getting these."
"Now, let's change."
Dante dragged his brother into changing room. Missio blinked as he was pulled in. As Dante unbuttoned his shirt, Missio covered his eyes.
"H-Hey! What are you doing?"
Dante's mouth twitched. "We're brothers. Come one, no need to be shy. I've seen everything – everything."
Reluctant at first, he tried to exit but Dante stopped. After realizing he couldn't escape, he nervously changed. After a few seconds, both exited in their normal attire. The trio went to the front counter and laid the clothes on it.
"We'd like to buy all these." Dante stated, grabbing his phone from his pocket.
"Okay, sir. Wait a moment." The man said.
He scanned the tags on the clothes. Then, he packed them into two bags respectively. Dante tapped his ban app and entered his password. He scanned the shops' QR code.
"How much is it?"
"600 Aureus, sir." The man replied.
Entering the required amount, he clicked to proceed. He entered his pin. Then, he showed the transaction to the man. The man checked his phone and a notification arrived about the transfer.
"It went through. Have a great day, sir. Please do visit us again." The man handed them the bags.
"Sure – sure." Dante grabbed them.
The trio spun around and exited the shop. As they passed the crowds of people swarming the mall, Dante called out to Isabella.
"Do you want anything, Isabella?"
Isabella pouted. "First of all, my name is 'Baby' in your dictionary for the millionth time and yes, I do want something."
Missio watched as Dante was dragged to a woman's clothing store. A smile tugged at his mouth as the music blasting in his ears made the world feel even better.