"I will remember this kindness forever and never dare forget it."
Seeing how solemnly she thanked him, Shirou felt somewhat embarrassed.
The only Chinese person Shirou knew, Miss Ba from the Hongzhou Yansuiguan, had never made such a gesture. Seeing it in person moved him for some inexplicable reason.
"Ah, it was nothing. It was just a small favor, so don't take it to heart.
By the way, can you get up already?"
"Mm."
Ye Sizhen turned her gaze aside. "More importantly, could you tell me your name?"
"I'm..."
Shirou was just about to speak when his eyes caught the tattoo engraved on the woman's skin.
A foreign magical underworld, or something...
Getting involved with them would be bad news, wouldn't it? There's a pregnant woman at home, too.
Shirou hesitated, but in the end, he couldn't bring himself to refuse her sincere gaze. He honestly gave her his name:
"...My name is Shinji."
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"Um, Mr. Shinji... There's something I'd like to ask you about."
"Just call me Shinji."
There's no need to be so polite to 'Shinji,' Shirou thought. Adding an honorific makes it feel strange.
"Just tell me if you need anything."
"Mm."
Ye Sizhen looked at the blanket wrapped around her, pressed her lips together, and asked somewhat awkwardly,
"...Where's my dress?"
"Ah..."
Shirou finally remembered that he had taken her qipao away to wash the previous night.
In other words, she wasn't wearing anything underneath right now...
The shocking sight he had seen the previous night, that alluring and tempting scenery, resurfaced in the boy's mind.
Shirou hurriedly explained, "I took your dress to wash it. It probably isn't dry yet.
I'm sorry. I didn't think this through."