"I considered this possibility before setting out, so I specially prepared this set of clothes."
As Bai Luo spoke, he actually intended to put it on himself.
"But... why is it won's clothing?"
Gorou asked, sowhat puzzled. Looking at this set of won's clothing that was very similar to his own, he always felt particularly awkward.
"Although the leaders of both the Shogunate and Watatsumi Island are won, Inazuma is clearly a patriarchal country. Therefore, in the impression of many people, won represent weakness, especially gentle won. So we can use this to our advantage and go in to investigate the situation."
After making a show of asuring it against his body, Bai Luo put down the won's clothing in his hands with a slightly troubled expression.
"That tailor is really... I clearly gave him the asurents. Why is it still made so small? Could it be because the asurents in Liyue are different from those in Inazuma?"
Although he said so, Bai Luo knew better than anyone whether the tailor had made a mistake.
If Bai Luo's visual estimation was not wrong, then it was a perfect fit!
"How about... I try?"
Seeing Bai Luo's troubled expression, Gorou struggled internally for a few minutes before asking tentatively.
"Sure, you can, go ahead."
Bai Luo seed to have long expected Gorou to ask this and directly gave him a one-click three-part "yes."
Gorou: "..."
He always had the strange feeling that he was being played, and he was faintly regretting taking the initiative to offer to wear this outfit.
But he had already said it, and the situation in Higi Village was indeed unusual.
So he had to grit his teeth and pick up the clothes in the package.
Seeing this, Bai Luo also tactfully gave him enough space to change. Using the excuse of keeping watch, he left the thatched hut.
In fact, in Bai Luo's original plan, Gorou would not have been so proactive in offering to wear this outfit.
He should have been forced to wear it under his "guidance."
Only then would there be the fun of "training."
But since he was so proactive, Bai Luo naturally would not refuse him.
Perhaps there was less fun, but to have him voluntarily offer to wear won's clothing was also a pleasant experience, was it not?
Ten minutes later, Gorou ca out, sowhat timidly.
"How... how is it?"
Holding the hem of this kimono, Gorou seed to feel awkward everywhere. He would occasionally shrug his shoulders and twist his neck.
But in Bai Luo's opinion, this outfit couldn't be more suitable.
It was just that the chest part was a little tight.
Hiss... In order not to give away the ga at the chest, Bai Luo had specially instructed the tailor to make the chest part a little bigger to facilitate the placent of so padding.
He never expected... that Gorou's pectoral muscles would be so exaggerated.
"It suits you very well."
Giving a thumbs up, Bai Luo slightly adjusted the wig on Gorou's head and then shook so of the plum blossom fragrance from the oil-paper umbrella onto him. And just like that... Ms. Hina was born.
What do you call this move? You call it "walking the fox's path, leaving the fox with no path to be foxy."
As expected of .
This set of won's clothing could be said to be the complete opposite of Gorou's tight-fitting clothes.
For example, Gorou's upper body was a half-garnt, with his abdon and navel completely exposed.
But this set of won's clothing covered the abdon, while half of the chest was exposed and the collarbone was perfectly displayed.
The huge bow on the chest not only gave people the illusion of a real bust, but also covered his firm pectoral muscles, and it also made his collarbone look even more perfect.
What a perfect image of a caring big sister.
"But..."
Wearing this outfit, Gorou knew better than anyone how well it suited him. Apart from the chest being a bit tight, it was as if it was specially made for him.
But Mr. Himura shouldn't be such a person with a wicked sense of humor, right?
Besides, Mr. Himura had originally intended to wear it himself and had never said that he should wear it. He had taken the initiative to offer to wear this outfit himself.
Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, Gorou secretly gave himself another pep talk.
"Gorou, you are the general of Watatsumi. You can do it!"
After nodding to Bai Luo, Gorou, as if going to a heroic death, opened the oil-paper umbrella he had brought and walked towards the village.
But after walking a few steps, he ran back with a flushed face.
"You absolutely cannot tell Lady Sangonomiya and everyone in the military camp! Absolutely!"
Holding the hem of the kimono with one hand, Gorou's ears kept twitching, and he was saying sothing that sounded like a threat.
But his threat was like the howl of a small puppy. Although it had montum, it had no deterrent force at all. It even made his outfit look more pleasing to the eye.
"I know."
Bai Luo only regretted that he didn't have a Kara from Fontaine. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a pity not to capture such a famous scene?
And so, Gorou once again walked towards Higi Village, sowhat awkwardly.
However, his way of walking did not arouse the suspicion of others. Instead, it gave people the illusion that he had been walking for a long ti, was very tired, and was even a little unsteady on his feet.
Gorou's arrival did not attract the attention of the refugees who were huddled by the stone wall, "soaking in the rain."
They only glanced at Gorou for a few monts before losing interest and continuing to look at the sky.
But inside the thatched huts with tightly closed doors, a crack had opened.
Through the crack, one could faintly see so bloodshot eyeballs. They were staring intently at Gorou, who was walking into the village. Their eyes were filled with greed, fear, despair, and pity.
The various gazes intertwined. Even the general of Watatsumi, who had been on the battlefield, couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.
Looking at the person by the wall, Gorou subconsciously wanted to ask a question.
But after rembering that his voice was not a woman's voice, he held back.
But his hesitant look and the gradually thinning plum blossom fragrance on his body had attracted the attention of the person by the wall.
Yashumoto is a liar! The village chief is a liar! Everyone is a liar!"
The person by the wall seed to have been stimulated by sothing. His eyes were bloodshot, and he scread hysterically like a madman.
"I will offer you a sacrifice! Please choose ! Please choose ! Please choose !"
The madman at the corner of the wall pounced on Gorou with a ferocious expression. His hands, covered in dirt and blood, clas-ped Gorou's neck, as if wanting to strangle him to death.
Just as Gorou was about to counterattack, a burly man flashed out from behind the stone wall, and the hoe in his hand also smashed on the back of his head.
The madman let out a muffled grunt and fell to the ground.
And Gorou also broke free, looking at the person with the hoe with a "terrified expression."
"Miss, are you alright?"
After the burly man put away his hoe, the door of the thatched hut next to him imdiately opened.
They looked like ordinary farrs, but they were all holding farm tools like hoes and shovels.
From their expressions, they should not have had a good rest for a long ti, and their faces were also very haggard.
But their spirits were very excited, and their eyes were wide open, as if they wanted to pop out their eyeballs.
"I am the village chief of this village, my na is Washizu. What is your na, miss?"
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