Marriage in Ikebukuro

"Haha, no problem." I smiled. "But I should buy some fabric to start off and take some measurements. You guys want to come? Because Nami has to come since it's her dress and I have to measure her." I added.

"Sure, why not?" Kida smiled. Mikado nodded as Shizuo grunted in response. Nami nodded happily.

"Great, then let's go." I grinned, paying for the food as we walked out

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"How about this fabric?" Kida asked. I turned around from inspecting the red silk fabric and frowned at Kida's choice.

"That looks like it feels like shit." I bluntly stated.

"How about here?" Mikado asked, pointing to a rough, sandy looking one.

"Looks like piss."

"Hey. This one?" Shizuo grunted towards a blue one. I sighed, dropping the red fabric and walking towards there to feel it. It felt a bit rough but yet had a softness to it.

"No. Not blue. Look, why don't you guys wait outside or something? I'll pick it out." I sighed, turning back towards the silk I had in my hands minutes ago.

"Ooh what about the black—"

"Hell no. This is a wedding, not a funeral." I said. "Just wait outside, I got this."

They mumbled something inaudible causing me to smirk as they left the store for me to think.