CH 90

Words : 873 Updated : Sep 12th, 2025

I picked up my clothes at the tailors It would take nearly an hour to reach the town of Ractos by carriage, but it was only half an hour with Leo. It would have likely been an even shorter trip if Leo ran at full speed, but if she did that, Ms. Lyra would have likely been thrown off. Speaking of Ms. Lyra, she had ridden on Leo quite a few times by now, and so she was able to keep calm and balance on Leo’s back without throwing her arms around me. …It wasn’t as if I was expecting her to…or anything… Truly. Leo stopped right outside of the town, and we then made our way to the gate on foot. And while the gatekeeper stopped us, Ms. Lyra showed them a relief of the duke, and they let us through. Now that I thought about it, I was just some strange person walking around with a huge Silver Fenrir. It was no wonder that we would be stopped by the guards. I wonder if I could have some form of identification made? I would have to ask Ms. Claire about that later. After going through the gates, and feeling the gazes of the passersby on us, we went down the same road that Sebastian had led us until we reached the tailor. “Welcome… Ah, Mr. Takumi. It’s good to see you again. The clothes you ordered are ready.” It was the same man who took care of us last time…Mr. Halton, I think… He appeared from the back of the shop. And he remembered who I was. Mr. Halton showed me the clothes, and I tried them on. If I had any complaints regarding size and comfort, he would be able to make adjustments here. In the meantime, Ms. Lyra dealt with the matter of payment. Sorry, I’ll return it as soon as I have money from selling herbs… “Mr. Takumi. It suits you very well.” “Thank you.” Even if she was just being polite, I thanked Ms. Lyra as we left the town of Ractos behind us. It would likely be just before midday when we got back. I was glad that there would be plenty of time… Had I been more late in realizing it, even riding on Leo might not have been fast enough to get the clothes. Well, they had all insured me that the duke would not mind, but I suppose that I did. I was finally getting used to not having to wear a suit everywhere, but in times like these, I felt more comfortable in formal clothes. And so I had Leo run swiftly once again, and we arrived at the mansion with time to spare. Thanks, Leo. “Wuff!” I patted Leo on the back to show my gratitude. Leo looked quite satisfied by this. “Come in.” “Excuse me.” It was Ms. Gelda who entered. “Ah, Ms. Gelda. We just returned.” “Welcome back, Mr. Takumi. I relayed the message to Lady Claire.” “Thank you.” I was glad that she had got the message, and thanked Ms. Gelda. “But we didn’t expect you to return so quickly…” Ms. Gelda had seemed puzzled at first, but then she looked at Leo and realization spread across her face. Now that I think about it, I hadn’t told Ms. Gelda that I would be riding on Leo. Well, we were in quite a rush. And so I had only been thinking about notifying Ms. Claire. “If you rode on the great Leo, that would explain things. …Also, Mr. Takumi, lunch will be ready soon, so please come to the dining hall.” “I understand.” So that was why Ms. Gelda had come. After that, she left the room with Ms. Lyra. It was just me and Leo left. “Thanks for your help today, Leo.” “Wuff. Wuff-wuff.” Leo replied, looking a little bashful. I had thanked Leo and petted her earlier, but I did so again here. Though we were buddies, I did not want to take being together or her allowing me to ride on her for granted. And so after patting her thoroughly on the head, I left the room and headed for the dining hall. “Mr. Takumi, I heard that you went to Ractos.” “Those clothes suit you very well.” “You look good!” “Thank you. I went with Ms. Lyra and Leo to pick them up at the tailor.” “Yes, Gelda told me about that. I hope there were no problems while you were there?” “There were a few small adjustments to be made, but it’s very comfortable, and I have no complaints.” Ms. Claire and Tilura praised the formal, tailored clothes as I told Sebastian about how it went. “Now His Grace will have no reason to criticize… Of course, he is not likely to do so in the first place…” “Father barely even cares about his own clothes…” “Father…sometimes smells…” As Ms. Lyra said, it probably didn’t matter what I was wearing. Well, the biggest reason was that I wanted to feel comfortable in these new clothes. And so I would continue to wear them.

CH 90

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