Chapter 33
Whose clothes?
During a rare all-nighter at the citadel, the sleepy Fuyuki was persuaded by everyone to go back to bed. The soft bed and warm blankets provided a reassuring sleep, and she slept very peacefully. When she woke up, it was already afternoon.
Pushing open the window that had been thoughtfully closed, a breeze blew in, invigorating her. Dongshu rubbed her sleepy eyes, the sunlight gently caressing her head, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere that she found intoxicating.
Dongshu took a deep breath of fresh air, yawned, and then began to carefully groom herself.
With fair and delicate skin, bright and clear black eyes, and a soft, childlike face, she wore a sunny smile.
Her long, smooth black hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall. She raised her hand and tied her hair up, the familiar blue and white double-ball hair tie securing her hair firmly.
Her cute twin ponytails swayed lightly with her movements, and her slender, fair feet were neatly and cleanly placed in fluffy slippers.
Opening the wardrobe, the clothes were neatly arranged, which made her feel a little dazed.
After flipping through the items, Dongshu looked somewhat puzzled. She had laid out unfamiliar black pants and a white top on the bed.
She tilted her head to think, looking at the clothes that were clearly not hers, and a fragmented thought flashed through her mind.
"Retreat, Ran-chan, Akita..." Images of the Taguchi family's short swords flashed through her mind.
Dongshu had a vague guess.
This is very similar to the inner robes of the Kuritaguchi clan, but there are some differences in the details.
The black collar has yellow stripes, and there is a loose, untied black ribbon at the chest. The sleeves are loose at the wrists and then tightened, with simple yet harmonious black trim.
The black pants were loose-fitting and had white stripes on both sides.
It looks very much like the inner robes of Gokotai.
But how did Goko-tai's inner robe end up with her?
Dongshu folded them up again and put them in the bag, then took out a new set of clothes and changed.
She carried the clothes out of the room and began searching for familiar figures.
Fortunately, she quickly found the Five Tigers Retreat: "Retreat".
"Master?" Goko stopped in his tracks, puzzled.
"Are these your clothes?"
Fuyuki handed him the inner robe from his bosom, and Goko took it and looked down at it.
This clothing does look very much like his, but his inner robes are currently washed and drying, so they shouldn't be here.
Gokotai looked up at Fuyuki, then suddenly remembered something. His golden eyes flashed, and he lowered his head to avoid the Saniwa's gaze, his voice becoming somewhat weak.
"Master, these clothes...they're not mine..."
Dongshu was somewhat confused. Looking at the clothes that were almost identical to those on and in the hands of Goko, she fell into deep thought.
Goko suddenly held up the inner robe to Fuyuki's body, and seeing that it was only slightly too big, he mustered up his courage and spoke his mind.
The golden eyes, however, remained evasive.
"Master, these clothes are yours."
Fuyuki paused, looking down at the clothes that were the same as the inner uniform of Gokotai. Although the clothes were a bit big, she was the only one in the entire citadel who could wear them.
Fuyuki was even more confused. How did she get this dress? And when did she buy this kind of inner garment?
Dongshu shook his head: "These aren't my clothes."
Wu Hu Tui's golden eyes dimmed, showing some disappointment, and he hesitated to speak directly.
He simply said, "Hmm."
Fuyuki ran all over the citadel, asking all the tsukumogami, and received many pats on the head and negative answers. When she returned to Gokotai, she did not get the result she wanted. Instead, the little Saniwa, who had not eaten lunch, had an extra plate of snacks in her hand.
She held out her hand: "Step back."
Wu Hu Tui obediently opened his mouth and took a bite of a small pastry, then stuffed the rest into his mouth and mumbled, "Master... delicious."
Fuyuki chuckled softly. The shy little dagger dared not meet her gaze, yet it still enjoyed its master's affection.
After they finished eating the snacks together, he mustered up his courage again: "Master... would you... would you like to try some?"
Now that it has been discovered, it seems it won't live to see its owner grow up. Damn it, why doesn't Wanwu have any smaller sizes?
The five tigers retreated in frustration.
Fuyuki hesitated. Since everyone said it wasn't hers, then it must be hers. Could it be that everyone bought the clothes without telling her when?
Thinking about the various Tsukumogami-themed outfits posted by colleagues on the terminal, I realized it wasn't impossible.
Seeing the expectant look in Goko's eyes, she finally couldn't resist and reached out to lift the folded inner robe that had been put into the bag.
Fuyuki found a room nearby and slowly changed her clothes. The soft inner garment covered her skin, smooth and gentle, enveloping her delicate body.
The fabric of the clothes was very comfortable, and as I had imagined, they were a bit too big. The sleeves were rolled up to my wrists, and the trouser legs were bunched up at my ankles. White socks covered my fair and tender feet.
After composing herself, Dongshu used her spiritual power to create a mirror. She stood quietly, looking at the girl in the mirror.
The girl was dressed in the loose-fitting inner robes of the Five Tigers Retreat School, a white shirt and black trousers—a very simple outfit.
Her expression was a mixture of understanding, curiosity, and a touch of bewilderment. Her beautiful black hair was securely tied back with a hair tie, and after a little fuss, her somewhat messy hair was gently smoothed out and restored to its original state.
Her adorable pigtails added to her childlike innocence.
She saw her own eyes in the mirror; they were dark, beautiful, clear, and with a touch of innocent purity.
Dongshu peeked out and saw the five tigers and the lively little tigers waiting for her quietly, all looking well-behaved. She couldn't help but smile slightly.
She suddenly realized who had bought the outfit.
"Tai-chan... Goko-tai looked up and saw her master smiling at her. She was clinging to the door, only showing part of her body, her innocent eyes looking out.
Indeed, it suits the owner very well.
Wu Hu Tui's eyes lit up. He moved closer, and the two little ones were pressed together, their beautiful eyes filled with laughter.
The little tigers affectionately nibbled at their companions and Saniwa, acting coquettishly, and Fuyuki squatted down, amused.
I gently rubbed the little tigers with both hands and pinched their soft ears.
"Little Tiger is so good." She smiled brightly, and the little tigers kept snuggling against her arm, as if asking for a reward.
Dongshu grabbed Wuhutui's sleeve.
Sunlight shone on her raised face, revealing a healthy blush on her fair skin. Her voice fell on the tsukumogami's ear: "Tai is very obedient."
"I love so much."
Not just clothes, but also...
[Author's Note]
I changed the title to something really unfortunate [facepalm].
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