Towards noon, she gradually regained her strength and sat up in bed.
When she stayed with those gangsters, she was still little. Her body hadn't yet developed, so she didn't take her gender seriously.
She had very little contact with people this year, and she was used to wearing loose clothes, so she didn't pay much attention to her body.
But what happened last night made her a lot more alert. She got up, searched around the room and in the end found a piece of soft clothing she hadn't worn in a long time. Then she took out a dagger that she had hidden under the mattress for a long time and cut the clothes into a long strip about four or five centimeters wide. Then she took off her clothes, stood in front of the mirror, and wrapped the strip around her body as a breast cloth.
She didn't put her clothes back on until she was sure that her growing breasts were no longer clearly defined after being wrapped by the cloth.
