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[ Adachi relaxed slightly, although there was a tiny voice muttering, "Rich bastard," in the back of his mind. This was the first time he had been able to afford to live comfortably, and even then things like that were out of his reach. ]

Let's try somewhere else.

Mmm! Other stores should have what you're looking for at a better price.

[ He steers them back out, waving brightly at the scowling worker watching them leave. ]

[ Adachi tried -- and failed -- not to roll his eyes at the scowl they received. Look, at least Viktor had a chance of coming back in the future, and he was pretty sure he would look good in just about anything he put on, so they could take their scowl and shove it somewhere else. ]

[ He let out a breath as they left the store, peering around, before pointing out one that had sales signs hanging from the windows. ]

That might be in my budget.

Alright, lead the way.

[ As they head over though, Adachi might notice Viktor's eyes trailing more towards women's clothing. Or maybe he could see suits behind the mannequins in the window? Who knows ... ]

[ He noticed, oh boy did he notice, and Adachi tried to follow his gaze, but he couldn't see anything...? ]

Something wrong?

Hmm? Oh, nothing, just looking for ideas. Have you decided what color you want to wear?

[ ...oh, probably for skating costumes or something. Adachi shrugged slightly, before rubbing at the back of his neck. ]

Well... something different from work? Though...

[ His eyes lingered on a black suit as they got closer to the store. Viktor could probably tell by now that red and black was kind of his thing, between his Persona, the phone case, and the fact that his work suit was a blue dark enough it may as well have been black with his red tie. ]

Though you like bolder colors, hmm? A red or patterned red tiw would look good with that one.

[ Adachi let out a faint noise, shrinking back a little as his fingers came up to absently play around with his tie. ]

...it's a little silly, but I'd like to wear this with whatever I end up with.

[ Viktor's expression softens a little, already knowing why. ]

It's not silly at all if it means something to you.

[ Adachi passed a small smile up at him, before turning his focus to looking through the rack the suit was on. Yikes, holy generic sizing; hopefully they had something small enough for him. ]

The police department will pay for housing for its members in Japan, but when I was transferred from the city to Inaba? The moving cost had to come out of my pocket. That... wasn't cheap. By the time I was able to sell off everything, I was lucky to still have my suit to my name. Dojima-san gave me one of his old ties once he was done yelling at me for looking unprofessional.

[ Viktor chuckles, pulling out a suit that was too big just to see how the color would look on him. ]

You hadn't told me he yelled at you for it.

[ Adachi let out a sheepish noise, pausing what he was doing so Viktor could get a good look. ]

Dojima-san would yell at me a lot. Didn't help that I wasn't exactly the most receptive of partners. Also didn't help I was late on my first day.

[ Viktor makes a little humming sound as he considers the color, putting it back on the rack. ]

Sounds a bit like my coach Yakov actually. But did you improve each time?

Ah...

[ Adachi looked away at that, a disgusted look on his face, but it was directed at himself rather than Viktor. ]

...I didn't, really. I was too stuck on the fact that I thought my life was over to realize what was happening around me.

[ Viktor pulls out a dark soot gray suit so he misses the look Adachi gives. ]

You thought your life was over?

Mm...

[ Ugh, none of the black suits were in his size. Curse his skinniness; he moved further into the store, trying to find something like it that would hopefully be in his size. ]

I wanted to be a big city detective. I was well on my way... but I made a mistake, and I wasn't talented enough. I got punted to the country and forgotten about.

[ Viktor sorts through the dark gray suits, finding one that looked like it would fit Adachi and following after him to hold up and see. ]

That doesn't sound like your life was over though, and really, not even over. Coldn't you have tried again in another big city?

[ Adachi paused, eyes widening slightly; oh, that was nice. ]

Ah, no, it doesn't work that way in Japan. The NPA controls where police and detectives are assigned. You can put in requests, but...

[ But he had given up. He made a face at himself, shaking his head. ]

I didn't think I was needed, or wanted anywhere else. I was an idiot.

A bit of one, yeah! [ Viktor responds, cheerfully blunt. ]

But here, [ he holds the suit in front of Adachi while he turns him to face one of the mirrors nearby. ] You pair this with a black shirt for a more modern looks to it, and it'll set off the color in your tie too!

Ohhh...

[ That... sounded like it would look hot, even on him. He grinned sheepishly at his reflection in the mirror, reaching to take it. ]

I think I need to find a black shirt then.

I think I saw them on the back rack over there.

[ Adachi gave a nod, heading right for the back to hunt out a shirt in his size. Once he had one, he motioned toward the back, silently letting him know he was heading for the dressing rooms, before zooming off to try it on. ]

[ Hey, it was okay to be excited now, right? ]

[ Viktor barely has time to wave to acknowledge him before he zooms off. He just chuckles, thinking how cute his excitement is.

But it also gives Viktor time to wander over to the ladies department too, getting some ideas for his own date night ... ]

[ Adachi didn't notice, busily pulling on the outfit. It didn't fit quite as well as his usual suit, but again, his usual suit was custom fitted. He was sure he could find someone to make a few quick alterations so it would fit a little better. ]

[ B-but... wow, that was a good look for him. It was kind of a crime noir look almost; kinda slick and sharp. If he actually combed back his hair, it'd be even better. ]

[ He nodded to himself, peering out of the dressing room to see if Viktor was still nearby. ]

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