Was this really the ultimate stage of face blindness—recognizing clothes but not people?
What kind of abstract scene did the world look like through this woman's eyes?
Her reason for almost failing to recognize him earlier because his clothes were torn sounded rather like she was grasping at straws.
But Fu Qian, who had already made a guess, expressed his understanding at that moment.
She found his face completely unremarkable because she simply could not remember faces, identifying people solely by what they wore?
Even that vacant gaze that seemed to sweep across space and time suddenly appeared to have an explanation.
Though it was quite the contrast for eyes this astonishingly bright to have such poor recognition ability—the legendary clear yet foolish gaze?
"I've had this problem since a very young age. By the time I came here, I couldn't even recognize my parents if they swapped clothes..."
As expected, people were especially sensitive about their own flaws. Before Fu Qian could ask, the girl with the hair clip pointed at her eyes and explained with a smile.
"But it's not entirely a bad thing. It feels as though the world has lost a part because of it, but I've also gained a perception that others don't have.
"Some sort of talent even seems to have awakened because of it. My memory for people's clothing has become extremely good. As long as I've seen it once, I won't forget it... On my third day here, I saw you wearing this outfit."
With a certain open-mindedness born from making the best of hardship, the girl with the hair clip sighed softly, seemingly recalling a scene.
"Lady Tracy was there as well."
Those two really had been dressed rather extravagantly, looking like they were headed to a ball in the