The Outer God Needs Warmth

As I entered, the sharp-faced girl from last time was sitting there.

Kanna Temrane Shiodor.

She’s probably referred to as a “lady” because she’s the daughter of a duke's family. Also, I heard that she’s a bit of a cripple.

She’s a likely candidate for the Harvesting phase.

“Hello.”

“You’re truly consistent. Come, sit.”

As she suggested, I sat across from her, just like last time. Her clothes were different, but they were particularly long at the bottom and made from a material that hid the inside.

Definitely hiding her legs.

Because, at the Royal Academy, students casually show off their thighs. Even people from fairly high ranks do it without care, so the fashion here seems pretty free or maybe it’s a trend.

Since I don’t have enough information yet, I can’t comment.

The highest-ranking person in the Harvesting phase is Aurora, but she collapsed last year, so I’m not familiar with the latest trends.

There are also people from Vern City who lived in a sort of upper class, but either they’re older or they’re young children, so they aren’t up-to-date with the fashion in the capital right now.

Just as a side note, about 10 years ago, at the Royal Academy, even during the summer, dresses went down to the ankles, but they had low cuts all the way to the waist.

There were even people daring enough to wear clothes that exposed their tailbones. It seems the desire to flaunt oneself is universal.

It's still just a possibility, but now I can judge it.@@novelbin@@

If I turn the person in front of me into a Harvester, I’ll find out.