[This asshole is always implying something, even when he actually isn't. His very existence implies things. It comes with being the youngest. Or something.
Junko's so wrapped up in paying that she doesn't catch herself leaning into Koji's hold. They probably look like a couple to the bored chick whose ringing her up, and who looks a bit irritated that Junko not only has coupons but also reward points on her mom's account that she double checks like a hawk. What was once a five hundred dollar purchase is wrangled down to a far more acceptable one eighty and some change.
She's nothing if not wily.
Which is why once they're completely done she points out some bit of racy lingerie.]
That seems like your kind of thing.
[So let's go look at it Koji, in this little corner of the store. Where there are fewer people!]
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Junko's so wrapped up in paying that she doesn't catch herself leaning into Koji's hold. They probably look like a couple to the bored chick whose ringing her up, and who looks a bit irritated that Junko not only has coupons but also reward points on her mom's account that she double checks like a hawk. What was once a five hundred dollar purchase is wrangled down to a far more acceptable one eighty and some change.
She's nothing if not wily.
Which is why once they're completely done she points out some bit of racy lingerie.]
That seems like your kind of thing.
[So let's go look at it Koji, in this little corner of the store. Where there are fewer people!]