He can learn that over time himself; if he gets to talking to people. Which despite his best efforts to be low-key, he will. He is too social for his own good. And he won't admit it but the world may suck, it's better than ending up here alone or somewhere worse alone. He also knows when a subject is done so he moves on as well. If there is more to it, Midorima will tell him or he'll learn, it's as simple as that.

Of course, they go right so Takao looks left, not that he needs to. With his eyesight, it's hard to miss the displays. He snorts, he is trying, he is trying really hard. He snorts again, it's coming, he can't help it. By the time they reach the regular clothes it is either freakout or. Nearly choke from holding back his laughter, he is almost turning red in the face as he went with the latter.

Midorima is trying so hard to act normal and avoid the stuff. He is talking about school and it all combines and when Takao opens his mouth to respond there he goes, sputtering and laughing, holding his stomach as he holds a hand up as if asking Midorima to give him a moment. What is his life? This store is ridiculous, he could not have imagined it, and yet here he is standing in it. With Midorima of all people.

"Sorry, sorry, but this place is insane..." He takes a moment, catches his breath and composes himself. As long as he maintains his focus he can look at the normal clothes and survive this, he just had to get over the initial what the hell is this place.