Choosing clothes

We finally left the school some time after. We didn't head home though. Instead we went into the city. The city wasn't all that interesting I'd say. It never struck me as interesting at least. And even after achieving emotions it's not like I really thought anymore of it. It was still the same old city that was there my entire life.

We entered a clothes shop. An employee immediately greeted me. And I thought it was kind of strange. After all, why would they great me? Normally, a greeting wouldn't change my opinion of this store. Normally I wouldn't care about anything she says...

But, to be fair, normally I wouldn't even come here. Normally there is no need for a student to come to a clothes shop. After all, we have more than enough sets of school uniform. So, if you were to look at the whole scenario from this perspective, her greeting me wasn't even that bad.

"Hello."

I throw a pretty simple response back to her. And Felix instantly comments on this.

"'Hello'? What kinda basic ahh answer is that, huh? Ya need to step ya game up a bit, bud. 'Hello' won't be accepted from this point onwards, bud!"

"What's wrong with a simple hello?"

"Nothing I'd say. A simple 'Hello' does exactly what it intends to do." Before Felix could even answer, the employee answered me. She was... different. Up until this point no one had ever bat an eye when I spoke to Felix, seemingly out of the blue. But she... actually did notice it. She even mentioned it and called me out on it.

"You... answered?"

"Uhhh... Yes?"

I was stunned.

"Why?"

"Because... you said something strange?"

The two of us just stood there. She probably thought of me as weird... and that probably was raised by the minute. Can't say I blame her though.

"Okay..." 

I was at a loss of words. So I just ended the conversation then and there. Instead, I walked around the shop.

"She kinda right tho."

"Of course she was right... But it was odd nonetheless."

"What bout that was odd? You spoke to yaself and she commented on that."

"Yes, but no one else commented on that up until this point... Do you believe she has emotions as well?"

"I doubt it. There's a difference between having emotions and noticing basic things."

"No... That isn't true. No one else commented on it... No one but her!"

"So what? Ya love her cuz of that or what?"

"Love? I... I don't know. Probably not, but... she fascinates me."

I hid myself behind some shelves. While Felix was floating around the shop, searching for different clothes for me, I was watching the lady that just talked to me. I watched her every movement... Perhaps Felix was right. Perhaps this was this cryptic feeling of "love" which they mentioned in the book. They called it an emotion that is, once again, next to none...

But, looking at it now, almost every emotion was called one of the strongest. At first I thought it was odd. Was it just a strange move to promote every emotion? But there is literally no point in doing that... After all, why would they do it? There is no reason to promote emotions in a book. So I figured it was because of a different reason; Emotions weren't an easy subject. You can't look at them objectively. Every emotion can be the strongest. There is no real hierarchy; You can't rank them. A great sadness will overcome a small happiness; However, a great happiness will overcome a small sadness. That is the core of emotions.

After some time I collected each of the pieces of clothing Felix picked out for me. While I took them to stand out, most of them didn't really fit my tastes. But if anyone knew how to dress against the norm, it would most certainly be Felix. 

I went to the counter and paid for my clothes. Then I even went inside a changing room inside of the shop. I took out a blue top and changed into it. When I looked at myself in the mirror I yet again had an completely different atmosphere surrounding me. I appeared much more calm and even a bit intelligent. I smiled. This was an appearance I liked. While the blood was unique, it was a bit messed up as well. Despite that I stuffed the bloody shirt inside of my bag. I wanted to keep it under any circumstances as it will remind me of the start of my crusade.