37 Vol 1. pt. 37 Patch 7.0: Pirates and Scholars (2/2)
Despite the very… unique look, Serra looks incredibly pleased with herself. She has a satisfied smile and bright eyes, looking to Cassiel waiting to be complimented. ”It looks… complex,” Cassiel says. Serra looks unimpressed with her. Cassiel feels as if Serra must think she's the most boring person alive to be getting stared at like this.
”You look great!” the shop's assistant says. Cassiel glares at the assistant. If the assistant is that happy, it means Serra's choices must be expensive. ”That'll be three gold and twenty silver!” Cassiel's jaw drops.
”Hey, she didn't say that she's buying. And what's up with that price?! There better be some great bonuses built into those if--” Cassiel starts talking but stops when Serra happily hands over four of her gold coins.
”I'll be right back with your change!” the assistant says. They come back with eighty silver coins. Serra takes them and shoves them into her new jacket's pocket.
Serra has a happy skip in her step as she leaves the shop.
The assistant looks at Cassiel with an annoying smile. Cassiel wants to punch them. Or cut them. Either works.
With a defeated sigh, Cassiel follows after Serra.
”Woah, Serra, you look awesome!” Fenrir looks ecstatic with Serra's style. ”You look cool! Like, you look cute and feminine still, but you also look badass! A hat, a jacket and cape, thigh highs – you're like,” she's just like an anime girl, but he can't say something as cringy as that, ”you're just awesome.”
Serra's smile is practically reaching from ear to ear now.
Cassiel doesn't get it. She doesn't get the appeal in wearing such a complex, confusing outfit with a bunch of unnecessary parts that do nothing other than cost more money. She's even more surprised when Serra looks back at her with a smug smile. It just makes Cassiel's jealousy over Fenrir's praise even stronger!
”She gets it, you like how she looks,” Cassiel interrupts him.
That was the wrong move.
Fenrir looks up at her with a knowing smile.
She just gave away how jealous she is.
”Don't worry, Cass Cass, you look pretty cool too. You might not have a hat or cape, but you're still our badass tsun,” he says.
”The hell does 'tsun' mean?” Cassiel asks. They can tell they're getting to her from how flustered she sounds.
”Tsundere,” Serra says, nodding her head.
”Wait, you know what that is?” Fenrir asks, looking down at Serra.
”Did research,” Serra says with a nod of her head. ”It also helped me choose these clothes.”
”So you… purposely made yourself look anime?”
She nods.
”Why?”
She blushes and looks away.
”I asked a question, you know!” Cassiel shouts at them and stomps her foot.
”Right, sorry. Anyways, it means you act cold to people and then warm up after you get to know them,” Fenrir explains.
Cassiel calms down. ”Yeah, I guess that explains me.”
Fenrir blinks a few times. ”Never thought you'd admit it so easily.”
”Why wouldn't I? Unless it means something you're not telling me, it just sounds like my personality.”
”I… guess without the usual context it's used in, you wouldn't really understand why it's surprising.”
”And what's the usual context exactly?”
”Uhh, don't worry about it,” Fenrir says, scratching his forehead.
”Anime,” Serra answers for him.
”The hell is anime?” Cassiel asks.
”Japanese cartoons.”
Serra's answer makes Fenrir want to cringe. Whatever research she's done, she clearly didn't do enough to know to never call anime cartoons. At least she didn't call them Chinese cartoons. That meme is just the worst.
”Whatever. Let's get some cards,” Cassiel huffs.
Serra and Fenrir look at each other. They don't say anything, but they come to the mutual conclusion that they might have teased her too much. She seems actually upset, not just playfully upset.
Cassiel is already storming off without checking to see if they're keeping up with her.
Serra runs up to her and walks by her side. ”Thanks for trying to help me with clothes,” Serra thanks Cassiel.
”Haah? It's not like you liked my choices anyways, so I don't know why you're thanking me. I didn't help at all,” Cassiel explains.
”We have different tastes… but I still appreciate you for wanting to help me. Thanks.”
Cassiel glances down at Serra with a bright blush on her face. ”Shu—… you – you're welcome,” Cassiel says with a hushed voice.
Fenrir can't hear what they're saying, but going by Cassiel's posture being more relaxed and Serra's thumbs-up to him, he knows that the situation is better now.
”It really is nice to see them getting along,” he says to Rock.