"DXD: Multiverse Journey"Chapter 267: Mayuri Eavesdrops on Me and Origami
By the time the clock hit four in the afternoon, the mall was buzzing with life.
Shuo pushed a shopping cart down the aisle, Mayuri trailing beside him, her golden hair catching the fluorescent lights. They'd planned to head straight home, but the memory of Tohka, Nia, and the others raiding the pantry had forced a detour—if they didn't restock, there'd be nothing left but empty wrappers and crumbs.
As they passed the fruit section, Shuo came to a halt.
He'd always heard Japanese fruit was outrageously expensive, but only in rumors—he'd never truly wrapped his head around just how bad it was. That changed today.
He stared, dumbfounded, at the price tags.
A single strawberry, barely the size of an egg, was listed at 3,760 yen. He did the math—240 RMB. For one strawberry.
"Is this a fruit shop or a front for the Yakuza?" he muttered.
A bunch of ordinary rose grapes? 121 RMB.
One large yellow peach? 56 RMB.
Even the most basic cantaloupe was tagged at 150 RMB each.
And if the melon had any sort of "brand name," the price shot past 2,000 RMB without blinking.
"No wonder people in J-dramas only buy pre-sliced watermelon. It's not a snack—it's a status symbol," Shuo grumbled under his breath, remembering memes about Japan and Korea bickering over watermelons, trading insults no one understood.
He flagged down a clerk and, on a whim, picked out two pairs of cantaloupes with a combined sticker price of 150,000 RMB—three million yen. The clerk's face lit up, already picturing her commission as she started packing the fruit into gift bags.
But something on a high shelf caught Shuo's eye.
"Wait a second… Actually, I'll pass on those," he said.
The clerk's smile froze. "S-sir, you really don't want them?"
"Yeah, I'm good. But could you pack those instead?" Shuo pointed to a display of glossy, perfectly round melons.
The clerk followed his finger, then did a double-take. "Um, sir, those are Yubari King melons… A pair is five million yen. Two pairs would be ten million yen…"
Shuo grinned. "That's right. I want those."
"One melon is two and a half million yen… Over a hundred thousand RMB each…" The clerk looked like she might faint.
Shuo just shrugged. "I've never eaten fruit this expensive in my life. I want to know—are the rinds made of gold? Are the seeds diamonds? If I eat one, will I ascend to heaven?"
Mayuri giggled, shaking her head as Shuo added more snacks and fruit to the cart. As they left the store, he could feel dozens of envious stares on his back. A few girls even shot him bold, flirty glances right in front of Mayuri.
Shuo just smiled politely.
Honestly, if he'd invited them out tonight, he doubted many would refuse.
Not that he'd ever do something that tasteless.
"Hmph, you look pretty pleased with yourself," Mayuri huffed as soon as they stepped outside. "Those girls were eyeing you like they wanted to eat you alive."
Shuo tilted his head, amused by her little glare. Was Mayuri… jealous?
"Mayuri, do you smell something sour?"
"Sour? Really?"
She actually sniffed the air, then caught Shuo's teasing smile and instantly realized what he meant. Her cheeks turned scarlet, but she still pouted and shot him a stubborn look.
"Tch. As if I'd get jealous over some pervy hentai-kun."
"Alright, alright. Must be my imagination," Shuo said, feigning innocence. "But if Mayuri-chan's calling me a hentai, maybe I should start living up to the name."
Mayuri shot him a look of pure disgust, edging away.
"Hmph!"
Shuo grinned, giving her an exaggerated once-over.
"If I really turned into a hentai, the first thing I'd do is stick to you like glue. I'd follow you everywhere—bath time, bedtime, you name it…"
Mayuri crossed her arms, cheeks burning.
"You really are a hentai… What goes on in that head of yours?!"
"Mayuri-chan, obviously," Shuo replied, not missing a beat. "Ever since I first saw you, you've had my heart. Every day, all I think about is—ow!"
Mayuri pinched his cheek, glaring at him with a mix of exasperation and helpless affection.
"Stop saying that stuff in public! And why do you look like you're enjoying this, you big perv?"
Shuo just grinned wider. "Hey, being Mayuri-chan's boyfriend, this is the best kind of reward."
Mayuri let go, shaking her head in disbelief. "Sometimes, Shuo-kun, you're just like a little kid."
He just laughed, but in truth, he couldn't help but admire how Mayuri managed to be mature and gentle, yet still so adorably tsundere when the mood struck.
They walked home together, bantering and teasing, their bond growing a little deeper with every step.
"Hey, Mayuri," Shuo began as they turned onto their street.
"Yeah?"
"I've always wondered—since you're always around when I go out with Tohka and the others, what about that time I went to the love hotel with Origami? Did you…?"
He trailed off, but Mayuri's face was already blazing red. The memory—thanks to his prompt—came rushing back.
"You, you, you—I, I, I… No! No way! I'd never go to that kind of place!"
Her mortified denial was answer enough. Shuo couldn't help but laugh.
"Really? Not even a little bit, Mayuri-chan?"
"No! I said no and I mean it!" she squeaked, then spun on her heel and bolted, face burning.
Shuo watched her run, grinning to himself.
"Shy Mayuri is the cutest," he said, jogging after her.
"Wait up, Mayuri!"
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