Muryōtō Ryūsuke spoke kindly to Himeko.
"I really don't need this. I'm healthy and not cold. You should be careful not to get sick instead."
Himeko suddenly didn't know whether to laugh or cry. As a Valkyrie, how could she possibly fear a little cold? Muryōtō Ryūsuke, an ordinary person, was the one who should have been keeping warm.
Still... she felt a tiny bit touched.
Even if he was not her real Father.
Since Himeko stubbornly refused, after a brief stalemate... Muryōtō Ryūsuke had no choice but to put his clothes back on.
Then he checked the watch on his wrist and realized it was getting late. His adorable daughter had told him earlier to go home soon and not linger here.
But as he looked at Himeko, who bore such a striking resemblance to his daughter, he hesitated again.
"Where is your home? It's going to snow heavily later, so you should head back early!"
Muryōtō Ryūsuke urged Himeko with concern in his voice.
"Uh, my home isn't here. I only arrived in this city today and haven't booked a hotel yet."
"You just got here?"
"If that's the case, there's no need for you to stay at a hotel by yourself. It's not that there's anything wrong with it, but as a girl, it can be inconvenient sometimes. If you don't mind, why not stay at my house for now? It's just my daughter and me at home, and there's an extra room... You could even sleep with my daughter. She looks very much like you, so you two might have plenty to talk about..."
Little Himeko
Himeko followed Muryōtō Ryūsuke toward his home, looking to be in a very good mood along the way.
She had originally been wondering how she could find Little Himeko,