As Shoto’s bodyguard, you are under an obligation to protect him and not leave his side. What you didn't expect, however, was to have to cater to his every whim.

As you awaited his arrival, he emerged from the fitting room, holding a jacket in each hand. He evidently wished to ask for your opinion, as he always did.

Upon the sight of your countenance, he flashed his beguiling smile in your direction.

"This one," he spoke before raising his hand with the other garment, "or this one?"