Chapter 22

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After finding out Gulf and Mew were together, Sammy and the others often saw a glint of adoration within Gulf's eyes. Before, after their classes were done, they had always pulled the lad aside to chat with him a bit more; but now, at the end of their classes, they would instead wave him away—ushering him to leave quickly, just so Mew would not have to wait for too long. Gulf was so amazed by this that he had given them the title "The Three Henchmen", which those same three accepted with a hearty laugh, further giving the couple their wishes for a long and happy life together.

Taking advantage of his lack of classes because his semester was coming to an end, Gulf received a few small games and websites to design, and after he was done, he again deposited the small amount of cash into his bank account.

Presently, there was less than half a month until his winter vacation, so he hurriedly finished his business before going off to the mall with the intention of buying a few things for his grandfather.

Gulf's home town was located close to the northern part of the country, so come winter, it got very cold. Following his arrival to L-City to attend university, he would gift his grandfather a newly purchased set of down jackets as well as other winter clothing, and this year was no different. Done with buying Grandpa's clothes and boots, Gulf did not leave the mall right away, choosing to go up to the premium men's clothing section on the fourth floor instead.

He was well aware of Mew having quite a lot of clothes, but he also knew the man did not have any scarves since all of the scarves currently within their cupboard belonged to him. In addition to that, the man also did not wear turtlenecks, so every time Gulf caught sight of him going out he would feel cold in his stead.

Gulf planned to buy the man a couple of scarves so as to keep him from freezing. But considering Mew's high-class taste, not to mention his sharp tongue, ordinary scarves would be disliked by him for sure, and after passing through several stores Gulf still could not find any that were suitable.

By the time Gulf has strolled through the majority of the fourth floor he had already given up hope. He simply found himself a seat to plop himself down on and take a rest, intending to go check out some other places after a while.

I wonder what Mew's doing... He's probably busy at work, right? Gulf thought to himself as his gaze remained fixed on the bustling crowd passing in and out of a couture clothing store.

After sitting for a while, he took out his phone and sent Mew a message.

——Princess Prince, what're you doing?

The message he sent to Mew did not receive an immediate response so Gulf just figured he was busy, paying it no mind. Having rested enough, he got on his feet planning to change locations. With only a couple steps taken, he came to sudden halt, his gaze locked onto the window display of a men's wear store.

There, hanging on the mannequin, was a grey scarf.

Perhaps it was because of the similarity the model's frame and coat bore to Mew which caused the feeling of "being surrounded by Mew" to rise up within Gulf, perhaps it was something else. Regardless, Gulf still decided on that scarf the instant his eyes fell upon them—having not the slightest bit of hesitance—as he went into that store.

Apart from the one worn by the mannequin shown on the outside, that store had many tasteful scarves inside as well, therefore Gulf bought two scarves he selected according to Mew's usual style. As he was paying, Mew had replied to his earlier message, and in taking a look at the message, Gulf inevitably laughed.

——So your husband is someone you're unwilling to give a call, huh? I'll to teach you later tonight.

After he slashed his card and took his bag with the bought scarves, Gulf left the store, sending Mew a message in reply soon after.

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