Kurenai Yuhi closed the door to her room and looked down at the clothes in her hands, yet she did not feel the slightest relief.
She did not know how long she had slept.
Nor did she know what Lie Yang had done to her.
Those unfamiliar memories felt far too real.
A courtyard, a tea room, meals, waiting, and an identity named Yuki Yuhi.
It had not been a simple illusion.
She had lived there for a very long time.
She had even, for a time, accepted the premise that she was Lie Yang's wife.
That feeling terrified her.
And made it even harder for her to accept.
After changing, Kurenai Yuhi stepped out of the room again.
The loose fabric clung to her body. It was not revealing, yet it fully outlined her figure.
She lowered her head for a glance, and a faint flush immediately rose to her cheeks.
"Did you have someone make this?"
"Yes."
"Why did it have to fit so well?"
"If it did not fit, it would be uncomfortable to wear."
Lie Yang withdrew his gaze from the seal.
"Clothes are just clothes."
Kurenai Yuhi looked at him coldly.
"You had better remember that."
"I do."
Lie Yang did not argue.
He raised a hand and swept it through the air. The sealing patterns throughout the courtyard lit up at once.
Layer after layer of invisible force rose from the ground, sealing off the courtyard on every side.
Kurenai Yuhi's expression changed.
"You had been setting up seals here all along?"
"Since you were brought back."
"You knew what I did in the illusion?"
"I knew."
"I tried to find an exit. I tried using Genjutsu to influence the maids. I even tried hiding my consciousness inside a dream."
Kurenai Yuhi stared at