They skipped the second floor (appliances) and headed straight for the groceries on the first floor. The girls walked ahead, chatting and laughing, while Fei-yu pushed the cart behind them.
His eyes wandered over their figures. Their school skirts swayed as they walked, revealing smooth, milky thighs. Minato wore white socks, while Yui-shin wore loose "loose socks." He imagined what their feet felt like inside those shoes...
"Fei-yu, over here!" Yui-shin called out, snapping him out of his perverted daydream.
"Coming!"
Focus! Save the perverted thoughts for after dinner! he scolded himself.
"What are we getting first?" Minato asked.
"The soup base, then the meat and veggies."
They wandered through the aisles. Fei-yu suggested they just buy whatever looked good as they went along. Minato wanted to hold his hand, but since both his hands were on the cart, she just stayed close, her body brushing against his. She realized how much she had come to crave his touch.
They reached the snack aisle.
"Pick whatever you like," Fei-yu said. "If you don't pick enough, I'll have to spank you."
The girls turned red and scolded him for being "shameless," but they started loading up on potato chips, seaweed, and dried fish.
"Anything else?"
"Wait!" Yui-shin jogged over to another shelf and grabbed a box of biscuits, a silly grin on her face.
Fei-yu looked at the box. Pocky? He was confused. Why was she so excited about chocolate-covered biscuit sticks? He had forgotten the "Pocky Game" tropes from romance anime—but he would certainly find out later tonight.
They grabbed some sugar-free tea to wash down the heavy meal. Eventually, the cart was two-thirds full. Finally, they found the hot pot section.
Fei-yu looked at the Japanese soup bases and frowned. He knew how to make authentic Chinese hot pot, but Japanese styles were different.
"Excuse me," he said to a clerk. "Do you have any imported Chinese hot pot bases?"