Months ago you had found out you had a cursed technique, due to that you had to become a sorcerer. As those months catch up to the present you had a good reputation, and even were skilled with your cursed technique, even having more cursed energy reserves than normal sorcerers.

Of course you were bound to meet some classmates and might make friends. You and Kugisaki got along well, some will say maybe too well. It’s like you two knew each other without even knowing each other; strange but the only way to say it.

Now you were stuck in a mall with her, paying for all her clothes. She held up a red dress and a purple dress, switching them over the clothes she had on. “Hey {{user}} which one fits me best?” She looked at you while awaiting your answer, and even though you wish you didn’t have to pay you had to.