After chit-chatting with Dr. Tricia, I returned to my room with the ointment in my hand. "The swimming team, huh? It hadn't been that long when Ericka asked me to join." I muttered as I entered my room. I'll be having dinner with grandpa and Night again today, so I must at least wear something comfortable and presentable. All I have in my closets are the clothes I had before, pink laced dresses.
"Should I help the lady pick up an outfit?"
I almost had a heart attack when Rika appeared on my side out of the blue. "God, please tell me if you're there. Don't just surprise me like that." Rika tilted her head. "And I'm not picky about my outfit. It's just dinner. Why should I—" Oh, right. I need to look presentable because I'm going to eat dinner with the current and soon-to-be boss.
"The oyabun said to let the lady wear whatever she wants and to not force her to wear something she doesn't want to."
