Honkai, But I Have Too Many Mods

Ei looked at her outfit, feeling a little shy.

It was not revealing clothing at all; objectively speaking, it could even be called conservative.

The two sisters were both wearing proper Japanese yukata—though, of course, only yukata.

Usually, wearing this kind of yukata was no big deal, but considering what was about to happen...

For Ei, such light, thin clothing... inevitably put a bit of psychological pressure on her.

To put it extremely, Ei felt she might as well not wear anything. At least then, she could cast aside her sense of shame more decisively.

"It needs to be a little looser."

Makoto happily fussed over her younger sister. No matter what, this was a day worth commemorating.

"You wouldn't want the Shogun... I mean, your husband, to wait several minutes, would you?"

"How could it be several minutes..."

Ei muttered softly, but honestly gave up trying to argue.

"All right."

Makoto smoothed Ei's yukata collar. "Little Ei has grown into such a beautiful young woman."

"Your tone sounds way too much like Mom's."

Ei puffed up her cheeks.

"Sorry, sorry. I suddenly felt like saying it."

Makoto linked arms with Ei, and the two pressed close together.

"Big sis..."

"We've never done something this common among young people before, have we? Come on, let's set off like this. We shouldn't keep our husband waiting."

"Hey... isn't a pair of sister beauties like this just unfair?"

Yelan pointed at Makoto and Ei as they came out.

Unbeatable.

Gorgeous clothes, breathtaking beauty... was this what they called "twin blossoms on a single stem"?

For a moment, she even felt that the sister pair was more unbeatable than Acheron.

Makoto seemed to have heard Yelan and cheerfully waved at her. Ei, meanwhile, was too shy to speak to anyone.

"Hey! Beidou!