The Trip Begins in the Bathroom
"What? You already paid for the event stuff?"
"Yeah, I figured I'd grab something quick. Might do more later."
I'd been carrying them around, but they were getting heavy, so I paid at the counter while pretending I'd left the other clothes there. Well, she'll find out eventually anyway. I'm the type who gets hit later, not first. Never right away, no matter what.
"Come on, come on, let's keep looking around. There's still so much we haven't seen, right?"
"Yeah, okay."
She gave me a suspicious look, but since nothing obvious was in sight, she let it slide for now.
We wandered around checking out various things until a particular corner caught my eye. Cosplay clothes for events, right by the counter. All sorts of outfits: Santa suits, nurse uniforms. School uniforms? Nah, those would probably fail any decency check—pass.
"Yoonah."
"Yeah?"
"Try this on."
Anyone could tell these were made for events—super slutty. And next to them, a ton of sexy lingerie. Thong panties that were just straps, underwear that barely covered the important bits. Hell, even fishnets!
"Something like this?"
I scooped up cosplay outfits and lingerie like crazy. Stockings? Nice, but pass. Oh, this one's good too. Damn, that's sexy.
"Whoa, hold on! Calm down!"
Yoonah grabbed my arm in surprise, snapping me out of it.
"Oops, got a little too excited. No need to buy two of the same thing, right?"
I laughed and put some back one by one.
"That's not the issue..."
But whatever. She'd given up trying to stop me. Shrugging, she realized it was pointless anyway. Now that I'd gotten her okay, time to hit "I'll take everything from here to there."
Santa outfits came in all varieties, some even with cat ear headbands. Skipped all the school uniforms. Wait, adults in uniforms? That's gotta be fine, right? Totally fine!
"No way. Put it down."
"Ah, got it."
If she hated it, no choice. As we picked out a few and headed deeper in, a secretive door caught my eye. Labeled 19+.
"Whoa, a straight-up adult corner like this?"
It was just marked 19+, no checks, totally open access.
"Haha, well, Japan's a sex-positive country. Makes sense."
We nodded at each other awkwardly. Never thought I'd end up in a place like this with a girl.
But now that we were here, no backing out. Gotta see it all!
"Gonna go in?"
"Duh. We came this far."
I flashed an innocent smile to prove I had zero dirty thoughts, but it didn't land.
"If you're gonna do anything weird, I'm out."
"I won't, promise. You think I'm just some perv?"
Shit, busted.
"You promise?"
"Y-Yeah."
I hooked my pinky with hers, averting my eyes a bit. Damn, I'm weak to promises. This is bad.
Anyway, with the promise sealed, we stepped inside—and holy shit, it was a whole new world.
"Whoa, seeing all this stuff from the internet for real..."
"You saying you've never been in one?"
"......No guy hasn't, right?"
Especially back in our underage days, the curiosity was off the charts. That whole "using parents' resident ID to sneak into adult sites" thing. Got caught a few times—black history galore. Ahem, moving on.
"Ugh, some of this is kinda gross."
"How about something like this? No pressure, right?"
"Yoonah."
"Yeah?"
I held up a small bean-shaped vibrator.
"Hmm, wonder if this feels good..."
"Curious? Let's buy one and find out."
"Uh... yeah, maybe...!"
After a brief hesitation, she nodded, so I tossed it in the basket.
"Whoa, they have this too?"
She poked at a super realistic dildo, fascinated.
Oof, that one's... yeah, looks just like a real dick.
"Your type?"
"What? No, just curious."
"If you're curious, wanna grab one?"
"Eek, no... not that one."
Fair enough. Even I'd feel weird holding it—like I'm gripping some dude's junk.
Glancing past it, I spotted stuff from my porn collection. Fairy...? Yeah, that onahole thing. The multi-use massager.
"What's this? Looks just like a massager."
It was, technically.
"You can massage other spots too, y'know?"
"Ah, aaah..."