Haruki scoffed a little, a grin appearing on his lips. "Nyoko? She'll take at least half an hour, I guarantee it. I'm the person that gets dragged around the shops, remember?" he reminded him, tilting his head aside a little as he spoke. He was subject to accompanying Nyoko while shopping a lot of times before. His task was simple - to stand there, tell her how she looks from the back, and carry the bags like a good big brother.<br/><br/>It wasn't a long time before she requested him to check how a particular dress fits her.<br/><br/>"RUUUKIIII!" Her voice echoed in the street, and Haruki let out a low growl as an answer, making the most unimpressed grimace one could imagine. Dragging his feet behind himself, he indeed did come when she asked him to. Right now, she was trying on a magnificent kimono, dark burgundy, with a black sash around her waist. He crossed his arms on his chest upon sighting her, and shrugged. "What do you want me for?" he asked, still sounding just as unimpressed as he looked. She pulled the lining, a somewhat darker color than the rest, at her chest. "Isn't it too tight around here?" she asked. He raised a brow, and shrugged again. "What do I know? I mean, you're wearing. You managed to stuff yourself into it, so?" he replied. Shopping wasn't his favorite pastime.<br/><br/>She turned to Amara. "I like this, but it's too tight around the chest. Don't you have a bigger one?" she asked.