>>6068801“We used Master’s gift!” You beam, bowing, showing the little hooks Rubida swiftly sew into the rain cover’s fabric. She made sure to sew it so that it resembles a hood, covered in precious crimson satin so as to cover your head completely, not a strand out of place. “This way I can walk out safely!”
“It must feel a little hot,” Soralisa frowns, concerned.
“It is, just a bit, but we faced worse, didn’t we?”
“The blue is the colour of the inland sea,” Rubida explains coming closer, checking the last details by helping you straighten your posture, “and the crimson is from the paper reeds. Argia told me they grow red when the harvest time gets closer.”
Soralisa nods her approval.
“This way she can represent two of the shades of her homeland,” she adds.
You turn to pull Rubida into a quick hug. You really owe her a lot.
Especially after today.
Still, that voice that told you to pull your hair cover out and show everyone the true colour of your hair still chirps darkly in the depths of your heart, but—
It’s not the time to listen to it.
“So, we are almost ready,” Rubida points out, pulling her flushed face away from your chest. “I have our clothing in the other room, we can help Soralisa putting hers on. No arguing, dear,” she shuts her protest immediately. “And after that, what should we do? You are our Vanguard after all,” Rubida tilts her head, looking at you.
>You four should reach the festival a little earlier, trying to mingle with the locals, see if you can get a better look at this place that will one day be your homeland.>How about going to meet with Master first? A part of you really wants to see his reaction to your dress-up.>Go to the meeting place decided with Albuino, outside the Temple of Flame, he will escort you four and explains the details.>Add a suggestion [write-in]Thanks for playing. Also, I had to change my tripcode due to reasons. I will be using this one that ends in —7GEF from now on, the old one is not valid anymore. I also hope you liked our blushing Knight. It was interesting to see the option - go naked and proud - almost win for a moment. It’s the thrill of write-ins, I suppose. 