Translator: Reo

Editor: PalenMisha

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Chapter 67 – Apology – Toki

When I opened my eyes, I saw Assam in front of me with an apologetic look on his face. He looked kind of cute, like a big dog.

“Is ok, not angry. But next time do talk?”

“Aah. I promise.”

As I sat up, my stomach growled. How embarrassing! And I just ate earlier!

“Seems Laham’s diagnosis was correct. Toki, maihan has a high absorption rate. You’ll feel full right away but it immediately gets digested so it’s not very filling. Kiha brought a light snack. Will you hear me out while you eat?”

“Un.”

As I nodded, Assam used his communication device to call Kiha. We moved to the pedestal with the rug and I suddenly realized that my clothes from earlier had been changed.

『This is… a kimono?』

“It’s because you were sweating. The clothes suit you.”

It was a rather flashy yukata with a red and white feather pattern on an indigo background. Around my chest was the blue nushi-gem necklace I always wore and around my waist was an obi with beautiful white and gold embroidery.

Of course, I wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

When my head was stroked, I heard a rustling sound. Touching it with my left hand, I noticed a decorative chain of crimson, white, and blue feathers. Assam handed me a mirror.

Woven in my black hair were small black and blue gemstones. White and red feathers were attached to the black ones while blue feathers were attached to the blue.

Ah! These decorations looked like beads but they were actually those tiny gems from the wedding ceremony!

“Jewels, from wedding?”

“Aah, that’s right. Toki, you said your name was the name of a crimson and white bird, right? That’s why I used feathers. After your debut, we’ll add the nushi-gem to it.”

“Assam this thought?”

“Aah. Do you not like it?”

It seems Assam remembered what I’d told him some time ago during a study session.

The hair arrangement was a bit flashy but I was happy thinking about how it was arranged with the gems from our wedding ceremony.

I also liked that Assam’s color was added to it.

More than anything though, I was happy that he prepared clothes for me that represented my name.

“I like it. Thank you, Assam.”

But stop opening the hem and stroking my thighs!

“Assam, mm! No!”

“You look so cute with your cheeks dyed with shame. I’m afraid I’m going to have to do something about that, but first, we should do something about your hungry stomach,” Assam whispered, his voice dripping with sexiness.

It made me remember what we’d done and I wished he would stop.

I pushed away his naughty hand that was trying to invade my clothes and nodded.