"But I want to buy you one too," she stressed.

“You can buy one for me when I need a new one,“ he assured her.

Blair stabbed a piece of tempura with a bamboo skewer and put it to his lips. Wesley was frowning with a disgusted expression on his face.

“Alas, you've always turned me down, no matter what I tried. I've been seeing it for a long time now, but I just couldn't stop myself from expressing my feelings," she uttered with a sigh, sounding depressed.

Hearing that, Wesley forced himself to eat the food.

Blair tried her best not to laugh at the face he was making, and continued to eat her oden.

A song about New Year was playing over the speakers, making the whole atmosphere very festive. Blair finally finished all the oden she had and threw the paper bowl in the bin.

“Hang on a minute. I need to go wash my hands," she told him.

"Hmm," he responded just like a patient boyfriend, and went into a corner to wait for her, still holding her milk tea in one hand. After she walked out of the Ladies' room two minutes later, Blair began dragging him towards the men's section of one of the stores.

“Can you switch your razor for a new one?" she asked.

“It'll be wasteful." The one Megan had bought him was still new and working perfectly.

"You can give it to one of your colleagues,” Blair suggested. This way, both she and his colleague would be happy. The perfect solution involving three people but no Megan! Blair found herself brilliant.

Maybe Wesley also thought that it was a good idea, because he nodded and agreed, "Okay."

Blair happily picked out an electric razor for him. After paying for it, she put the receipt into her pocket and declared, “1 still owe you

$300, @@@. When I've earned enough money, I'll pay you back."

"You..." Wesley wanted to tell her that she really didn't have to pay him back, but then he remembered how stubborn and adamant she had been about it, so he agreed, "Okay, take your time."

“I'LL pay you as soon as possible." Blair was aware of the fact that

Wesley always worked hard. His money was hard-earned and well-deserved.

That was why she had been so insistent on paying him back.

Wesley didn't respond to that promise. ‘Does she really have to draw a line between what's hers and what's mine?' he thought.

As they passed by a watch store, Blair thought of Niles. She hadn't bought anything for him.

"I want to buy a watch for Niles. I lived in his apartment for a Long time but never paid the rent. I feel bad about it."

“Don't. He doesn't need a watch.”

Wesley was rather quick to respond this time.

“But he always wears one after work!"