And so, Linda, holding Lulu's hand in her left hand and Monica's little hand in her right, moved between the clothes racks.
They found Tasia standing in front of a black yukata, hesitant and uncertain.
Linda: "What are you doing?"
As they approached, the three looked at Tasia with a puzzled expression.
Lulu said, "Are you having trouble deciding on the style of the yukata? I think this one would suit you perfectly."
It was a black yukata embroidered with peonies, a mature style.
The yukata is a type of clothing that originated from foreign lands in ancient times. When paired with Tasia's unusual brown skin, it doesn't look out of place at all; on the contrary, it's quite eye-catching.
Linda couldn't wait to see Tasia put on her yukata.
He echoed Lulu's words, saying, "This one is indeed quite nice."
But Tasia still looked troubled.
"Is it necessary to wear a yukata?"
"Not everyone will wear it. If they do, it's better; it adds to the festive atmosphere."
Linda replied.
Tasia looked at the yukata, then at the black and white maid outfit with large ruffles that she was wearing, and her heart was filled with conflict.
This maid dress was given to her by the Shadow of Darkness, and she has never changed into any other clothes since she put it on.
"Put on a yukata, is that your order?"
Tasia's eyes held a hint of anticipation.
If Linda orders her to take off her maid's dress, she can do so without feeling pressured.
Only then did Linda understand the deeper meaning behind the 'changing into a bathrobe'.
If Tasia were to change into a yukata by her own will, it would be a step forward, allowing her to gradually shake off the influence of the shadow that had once afflicted her.
What Linda needed was not an obedient doll, but a living person, an adventurer named Tasia.
Only then will Linda truly become Tasia's master and unlock Tasia's trust level.
Realizing the importance of this matter, Linda's expression turned serious, and she said solemnly, "This is not an order, but merely a suggestion between friends."
"Friends?" This unfamiliar word left Tasia somewhat bewildered.
"Yes, friend. On adventures, you are my teammate; in the villa, you are my hired maid; and in daily life, I hope you are my friend."
Linda gently placed her large, kind hand on Tasia's head and said in a calm voice:
"This is just a friend's suggestion. I'd like to see you in a yukata."
Tasia avoided eye contact, not daring to meet Linda's gentle gaze.
This will make her feel less and less awe for the shadowy figure, to the point that she dares to dream of things she never dared to imagine before.
Tasia took the black yukata off the hanger, hugged it to her chest, and hummed in agreement.
Originally, in the Witch section, Tasia's trust bar was completely locked in gray.
Linda found that after her lecture, the grayness had lessened somewhat.
A faint golden glow could be seen from the trust bar.
Linda couldn't help but smile.
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