The next morning.
Kaguya Otsutsuki got up as usual. After washing up and getting herself ready, she walked out the door, only to freeze at the sight beneath the eaves.
Camping pots, bowls, and utensils had somehow been set up in front of the wooden house. Steam bubbled out of the pot, though she had no idea what was cooking inside.
Wuye casually tossed ingredients into it from time to time, while Kotone bustled about, helping him.
"What are you... doing?"
Kaguya Otsutsuki tilted her head slightly and asked curiously, "Breakfast?"
"Yes." Kotone wiped the sweat from her forehead and beamed. "Lord Wuye said he wanted to make breakfast for milady!"
Kaguya Otsutsuki glanced at him. "Wu... ye?"
"Yes, that's my name." Wuye smiled. "It means the same thing as your name."
Kaguya Otsutsuki: "..."
"Oh, right. There's a dress set out beneath the corridor. It's for you. Why don't you go try it on?" Wuye suddenly pointed beside her.
Kaguya Otsutsuki lowered her gaze and indeed found a brand-new set of clothes by her feet.
"For me?"
She suddenly looked up at him. "Why should I accept your gift?"
"It's not really a gift. I just thought it would suit you, so I brought it out. You can try it on, and if you don't like it, you can give it back."
His casual tone made her feel that perhaps it really was no big deal—just trying on an outfit that might suit her.
"Alright."
Kaguya Otsutsuki nodded, picked up the dress, and went back inside.
The moment her figure disappeared, Kotone immediately gave Wuye a thumbs-up.
Wuye raised an eyebrow at her, silently expressing his smug satisfaction.
Kotone secretly stuck out her tongue.
Wuye laughed.
This kind of tacit understanding felt wonderful.
"Creak..."
Not long afterward, the wooden