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Junko was out for a walk to clear her mind out in the fresh air. She'd cleaned her room, finished her commissions, and hidden away absolutely anything that reminded her of Seiji. There was still an ache in her chest whenever she thought of him but she didn't feel like scum of the earth anymore; she didn't feel like trash, like she was the worst creature in all of Halloween. It was okay...it was going to be okay. She'd be okay. It would take time, but she would eventually get over it. Or it would at least become tolerable at some point.

At some point she stopped in front of a storefront window with a selection of cute outfits in front of it, staring up at them. Maybe she should...start fresh. She was going to be graduating soon, did she want to have any regrets when she moved on with her life? Of course not. TG had paid her very generously, and she hadn't had to go out and buy anything except thread that matched all the materials he had given her. Maybe...maybe she could spoil herself?

Oh, but the way these clothes were cut..would the silhouette work for her figure? Junko's gaze focused on her reflection in the window instead of on the clothes behind it, putting her hands on her sides to press down on her clothes and show herself her figure more clearly. She tilted her head to one side, turning to see her body's profile. Maybe..? Hm...

Junko hadn't noticed Hel's arrival at first, but when she did it was clear how she noticed her. The ghoul gasped, tensing as her bosom was cupped lifted by hands not her own. Her face turned bright pink. "U-um..! He..hello, Hel...um..."

UMMMMMM..!

She swallowed hard. "I-I'm not sure I...um.." Junko casually stepped and turned so she was free of Hel's..touchy hands. She smoothed out her own clothes and pretended like she'd never done anything of the sort. "..You really think so?" She looked to the clothes in the window beside them, still blushing fiercely.

"It's very different, yes. I just figured I should...um..make some changes in my life. I seem to be doing a lot of it so why not include some wardrobe updates.." It wouldn't be a constant thing. Even now Junko had some dresses and outfits different from her usual attire but she hadn't even taken the tags off some of them yet.

She looked from the clothes to Hel, looking the ghoul up and down. She did dress very interestingly. "..Is that how yours look so huge?" Junko asked with the slightest bit of envy. She was by no means tiny or flatchested but...

...Sometimes ghouls like Hel and Riley made her feel like a prepubescent scareling.

Junko's jaw dropped. All natural. Her eyes immediately fell on the breasts in question in complete disbelief. No way...no way. Junko looked down at her own chest and cupped her bosom, lifting it the way Hel had earlier. Not possible! "I..I see..." It couldn't be true. Impossible. No way.

Jealoooous!

"W-well um..let's...go in and try some new outfits." She couldn't take her eyes off Hel's chest. She refused to believe this was true.

At Hel's singsong offer Junko's brain momentarily short-circuited. She could what her what?! No! Ohhh no. That was definitely not appropriate! She couldn't just...grope a ghoul! Junko's face flushed bright pink as she cleared her throat and instead grabbed Hel's wrist to drag her into the store, wanting to put that offer behind her. Perhaps literally.

Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.

"Let's just go try on clothes." So inappropriate.

Junko actually faltered when Hel complimented her butt, her grasp on Hel's wrist tightening for a moment before relaxing as she looked down at herself. Seiji always did say she had legs for miles. Was her butt really that nice? There was a strange look on her face as she turned in a nearby mirror to look at her own backside, it was a mixture of sadness and..realization? She was pretty. She could show off a little now, right? Now that she felt..more comfortable with herself? And now that she didn't really have to be concerned about how someone felt about her attire as she walked out the door. She had worn some pretty skimpy shorts for that Dark Wonderland event when she was the Queen of Hearts..

Maybe...? "I don't know if I want hot pants..some high-waisted shorts might look nice with one of my kimonos though.." She let go of Hel's wrist and finally looked away from the mirror. "How come you cover yourself up so much?" If Hel was all about showing off then why did she dress in bloomers and long tunics?

"But are you always training?" Junko could understand dressing for training but what about those times you weren't training? She looked the ghoul up and down, forcing herself not to just settle on her chest, and then finally took her hand again. "I will pick something for you." This was Junko's way of getting the attention off herself.

Junko made a very 'do not want' face at Hel's daily routine. Exercise. Bleh. "Sounds like Seiji's morning routine the two weeks I spent at his parents' house. He'd go out for jogs and stuff while I slept in the morning." For once there wasn't a pang of sorrow in her chest as she spoke of him, probably because she hated exercising more than she felt despair over her breakup with Seiji. There was a dull ache because now that wonderful memory was at the forefront of her mind but she would get over it. Hel was a good distraction.

"A dress!" Junko grinned back at the valkyrie. "Don't worry, I'll pick something you'll like." Which was Junko-speak for 'you are getting a dress whether you like it or not because you will like it'. She had released Hel now and started looking through the racks and displays, humming cheerfully. She would get Hel into one dress, the rest could be left to the ghoul. "There must be something you don't need to dress for training mode for. Like, dates and stuff! I have so many date dresses I wish I cou--ah...I have many dresses and no place to wear them~. Don't you have any dresses, Hel?"