Streamer Crazy About Slaughter - Chapter 125

After a short drive of about 30 minutes, Eunha headed to ‘S Department Store,’ one of the famous brand department stores.

As the subtle blue Bugatti Chiron Pure Sports entered the underground parking lot of S Department Store, the VIP vehicle recognition was completed.

As soon as it entered the valet parking area dedicated to VIPs, a department store staff member gradually approached to prepare.

Sleek.

Serin followed Eunha as she got out of the car, and after showing a courteous attitude towards Eunha, she suddenly felt something while watching the staff member driving away.

‘Is this… what being upper class is all about?’

VIP or VVIP. In any case, it seemed like the kind of upper-class cars being treated with reverence by staff was something Serin had seen in movies.

Seeing it in person made Serin feel strange.

During the drive, she had casually mentioned to Eunha that “it would be nice to go to a relatively less crowded place.” Eunha, finding a good spot, decided to come straight to S Department Store.

While preparing to go out today, Serin had briefly contemplated whether or not to dress herself up to avoid looking too much like Lin from Another World, but thinking it was something she had to experience anyway, she ultimately styled herself not much differently from Lin.

However, after talking one-on-one with Eunha at the café and going for the drive, Serin felt a growing desire just to spend time in a quiet place.

She thought that spending time calmly wasn’t so bad after all.

Thus, the employee who drove the Bugatti Chiron disappeared.

Serin, who thought they would walk straight into the department store, saw Eunha stop just after a few steps and followed suit, giving Eunha a questioning look.

Eunha was looking at a woman approaching from the opposite side.

The woman, dressed in a neat and tidy black suit, approached Eunha with a brisk pace and said with a smile, “Hello, are you Ms. Yoon Eunha, correct?”

Her lively yet polite voice, restrained without being excessive, truly resonated in the ear.

Even Serin’s gaze was drawn to the unusual voice of the employee.

“Yes, that’s me.”

Eunha calmly responded to the woman’s question while showing a card.

The card was entirely white, but the golden VIP logo inscribed on the surface was particularly eye-catching.

After briefly checking the card, the female employee replied with a courteous smile, “Yes, I’ve confirmed that. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Lee Eunji, your personal shopper for the day, Ms. Yoon Eunha.”

Eunji emphasized her name slightly as she spoke and bowed her head slightly, to which Eunha nodded subtly and looked at Serin.

However, even with Eunha’s gaze upon her, Serin felt a little bewildered by the situation.

‘Personal shopper?’

It was a term she had never heard before, but given the context, she guessed it might refer to a department store employee dedicated to serving VIPs.

But why did Eunha look at her as if the employee was talking about her?

“I came to S Department Store because it’s not a bad place to spend some time without many people. Moreover, I wanted to give you a few gifts if I ever had the chance to meet you, Ms. Serin.”

It sounded as if Eunha casually stopped by the department store just to spend some time, and Serin retracted her previous thought that even a famous professional player like Eunha “didn’t think differently.”

Yoon Eunha lived a life entirely different from her own.

After all, she was someone sponsored to have hypercars worth hundreds of thousands, so she couldn’t possibly live a normal life.

“…I would gladly accept the kindness, but you’re not overdoing it, are you?”

So rather than refusing, Serin thought it appropriate to just accept, mentioning it somewhat out of courtesy.

“Ha… It’s not overdoing it. If you accept my kindness, I would be even happier.”

With a small smile at the reference to “overdoing,” Eunha shook her head slightly, as if to say that such spending was nothing.

Serin felt a bit amazed that the mindset or generosity was so different, and as they had just met today, she pondered what Eunha’s true intentions were behind her extravagant kindness.

‘Is it really… just a simple kindness?’

Noticing that no malice was present in Eunha’s demeanor, Serin felt a complex mix of emotions.

When the conversation between the two women seemed to pause for a moment, Eunji cautiously opened her mouth.

“Excuse me, but might this woman, if it’s not too much trouble, be the woman who needs coding today? The one who is not Ms. Yoon Eunha?”

The employee, who appeared to be a department store staff member, asked cautiously while looking at me. I unconsciously glanced at Eunha.

This was something I had never heard before.

“Yes, that’s her.”

Eunha smiled subtly at Serin’s response and nodded.

“Hello, may I have your name?”

Without a moment to answer, the employee began to inquire, and I hurriedly responded in surprise.

“Han, Han Serin.”

As I answered the staff’s question, I couldn’t help but glance at Eunha.

“I would like to wait in the diamond lounge and hear both of your opinions on the customer experience. Would you have a moment to spare?”

After every statement, the staff asked each of us for our opinions, but it felt a bit awkward for me to speak, so I turned to Eunha.

“Yes,”

Eunha nodded in understanding, and following the staff’s guidance, she and Serin moved forward.

Ding.

With a soft ringing sound, the luxurious golden door opened.

Even the elevator they boarded seemed to be VIP exclusive, and it was quite different from what Serin had known.

Even among VIPs, perhaps the floors varied depending on the classified areas,

as there were only five buttons and one inexplicable button among them.

And among those five buttons, the button just below the top floor.

The woman who introduced herself as the personal shopper pressed the fourth button, which was the diamond button. That button even had small jewels embedded in it, catching Serin’s attention.

‘…Do they embed jewels on elevator buttons?’

Honestly, everything felt new and shocking to Serin.

Even if she had money, she had no experience using it properly, so it felt like she was indirectly experiencing the life of true upper class that she had never imagined.

Recognizing Serin’s expression, Eunha gave a slight smile to suggest she should relax.

“Ms. Serin? Actually, I don’t come to department stores that often either. I just wanted to spend some time to give you a few gifts, so you don’t need to feel burdened.”

Hearing the words Serin had said to Eunha earlier flipped and directed back to her felt rather interesting.

“Oh… okay.”

Additionally, despite Eunha saying that, seeing her press the diamond button, which was the fourth level among the upper-class VIP lounges, made Serin feel like the statement didn’t resonate with her.

“Oh, is this your first time in the VIP lounge, Ms. Serin?”

The shopper, with a calm smile, turned to Serin and asked.

“…Yes.”

Serin answered quietly, feeling slightly awkward.

With a bright smile, the female employee continued warmly, “Ms. Serin, your appearance is truly dazzling. I feel confident that you can pull off even the most exquisite luxury clothing and accessories. I’m honestly looking forward to what style you might favor in the lounge.”

As she casually praised Serin, the redness crept upon Serin’s cheeks upon hearing those words from behind.

“Yes, yes…”

They say humans are creatures of adaptation, but no matter how she thought about it, Serin felt the words were incorrect.

How could others casually compliment a stranger like that upon first meeting? Fearing her face would become red again, Serin slightly averted her gaze.

The employee refrained from speaking further.

Even if the compliments arose from kindness, if the customer felt burdened, the essence would fade, so she calmly began to observe Serin’s appearance to infer her style and preferences.

Brands like Chattière, Blüant, and Gríanssen, along with various recognizable brands, flashed through her mind, and Eunji felt quite confident that any of them would suit Serin.

Ding.

As the elevator doors opened immediately afterward, elegant designs of spaces became visible.

“Then, let me guide you.”

With that, Eunji slowly walked toward the diamond lounge, and following her were Serin and Eunha.

As they reached the diamond lounge space, Serin took a moment to scan the room, cautiously steadying herself.

She worked hard not to show that she felt like a country bumpkin coming to the big city for the first time, thinking that Eunha would be embarrassed if she sensed it.

Serin’s eyes fell upon the interior, spotting various individuals within, predominantly women who seemed to be of an age similar to Eunha and herself.

They glanced briefly at Serin and Eunha but showed no further interest.

Upon entering deeper into the space, Eunji pointed out a spot in a completely empty area and opened her mouth cautiously.

“Before we discuss your preferences and styles, let me assist you with the order for desserts and drinks. What would you like to order…?”

At Eunji’s words, Eunha and Serin simply ordered light lemon tea.

Having come from the café after eating various desserts, they chose to order only a light drink to freshen their mouths.

Later, as Eunji brought two glasses of lemon tea, she carefully seated herself opposite Serin and Eunha.

“Now, before we begin styling, Ms. Serin, could you please share your favorite brands, preferred styles, and color preferences? With what you share, we can determine objective brand catalogs and styling categories. Oh, and although I don’t often say this… with your appearance, Ms. Serin, you have a remarkable look… so once again, regardless of what brand you mention, I truly believe you can expect wonderful results.”

With a confident smile, Eunji praised Serin again, and she was almost half serious.

Styling a customer with such appearance was on a different level of difficulty than providing customized services for VIP clients in another lounge,

because it was almost too easy, and Eunji found herself more concerned about what style would best highlight her.

Having worked as a stylist for famous celebrities for a few years, Eunji felt a mix of excitement about styling the silver-haired woman before her.

But conversely,

Serin felt dazed.

‘…Favorite brands?’

Moreover, styling based on preferred styles and color preferences…

Every statement the employee made only contributed to a whirlwind of confusion in Serin’s mind.