Staring blankly at Kitasan Black for a while, Anjing Zhen finally nodded instinctively.
"...You look beautiful..."
Then, for some reason, he felt a little nervous and guilty as he glanced down both sides of the corridor.
The nearest person was over ten meters away—a server standing outside an open room, bowing as he said something, apparently handling a guest's request.
Once he realized no one was paying attention to this place, Anjing Zhen sighed in relief. Then, naturally stepping aside, he casually asked, "Why are you still up so late...? Where did you get that outfit?"
Naturally walking into the room as well, Kitasan Black froze for a moment.
"Huh? Didn't I just say so? I found it in the wardrobe here."
"The wardrobe?"
Closing the door behind him, Anjing Zhen murmured in confusion before curiously looking toward the wardrobe in his room and walking over.
He had started working as soon as he entered the room and had not changed out of his clothes, so he had no idea what was inside the wardrobe.
When he opened it now, he found that it was not empty. Instead, several sets of white robes hung inside.
Judging by their style, the robes were meant for men. Their colors matched Kitasan Black's outfit, mainly gold and white, though they had far fewer decorations.
"What is this...?" Anjing Zhen muttered doubtfully as he looked at the clothes.
A voice of sudden realization came from beside him.
"So that's how it is."
Anjing Zhen instinctively looked over and saw Kitasan Black rubbing her chin, wearing an expression that said, "I get it now," as she spoke.
"It looks like this one and the one I'm wearing are both pajamas. No wonder there were more clothes in my room than in yours, Trainer."
"Pajamas? What