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'Humans have skills, abilities, and knowledge that Baphomets don't have, and it will strengthen Camelot!'
You are aware it is important overcome your vassal's reluctance of outsiders. Recruiting useful people is crucial in changing their minds.
Nevertheless, in the innermost, secret parts of your maiden heart, you really want someone your age to come to Camelot and just socialize with them. You've been acting the part of a King every moment in Camelot; it's tiresome to be surrounded by supernatural beings with no concept of what appeals to a modern Japanese girl or any idea of privacy. All business of a King is public business. From eating to entertainment to physical exercise and more, the notion of privacy is alien to your vassals.
So really, you're going to first invite a teen around your age. Maybe... Maybe you can invite a boy.... A handsome one... with wonderful eyes, perfect skin, and strong arms to hug you.
Wait, you're getting ahead of yourself. You're asking for desperate and maladjusted teens to throw everything they know away to live in a magical world full of dangers and lacking in creature comforts like the internet.
It takes a particular type of crazy person to think that is a great trade.
Well before the break of day, you are awakened by servants who once again throw open the wooden shutters. The Tailor presents his fine sartorial creations by candlelight. For the first time in your life, you are thankful for simple woolen tartan. Though they're quite itchy and heavy, it's nice to be fully clothed. But it is also visually unique; if you walk in a crowd of Japanese, it is going to stick out badly. Luckily, Tokyo is full of weird fashionistas, so you'll get away with dressing that way.
You get into a small argument when the Tailor wants you to wear an aketon for armor. This long-sleeved and quilted garment is perfect for the colder climes of Logres, but in the warmth of Tokyo, you'd die from heatstroke. Also, this 'armor' is practically worthless in your opinion for the stated purpose of keeping you unharmed. You order the 'armor' displayed in the Great Hall to salve the ego of your disappointed vassal; he is proud of his work.
Yatagarasu is waiting by your bedroom door with a pack when you exit, and together you head down to the Chapel where the Priests are readying a blessing ceremony. They bring something called a 'strickle stick' to symbolically sharpen the apprentice Guides' sickles to reap. Dipped in sweet-smelling unguent and sprinkled with fine white sand, they reverently scrape each sickle with the strickle stick while prayers to the Gods to bless this Quest to the hateful World are intoned.
