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Haruka blushed slightly shamefully at all of the attention from the strangers. He was convinced that at least some of them knew who he was, and he was pretty sure at least one or two of them could have been old clients. He went back to the task at hand, gathering several of the assorted clothes Ava listed.

A few trips to the changing room and several minutes later, he had everything he needed. Granted, he had to go to the women's clothes section for some of his shirts and pants due to his figure, but everything he picked was either somewhat masculine or suitably unisex.

He eventually ran back into Ava, at which point he briefly showed each of the items he picked out.

"Does all of this work?"