"Hey Hara, are you planning to bring him along as well?"
In a place that seems like a starting point with two paths, a bunch of nuns are gathered, and in the center of this gathering is the priestess Hara. A few steps behind her is Grake, who had almost no presence among these nuns until now.
Looking back, Hara looks toward Grake.
"Well, Grake, what do you say? Do you want to join us?" she asked with a sly smile.
Grake, who had been lowering his head, lifted it and looked at Hara. After that, his attention focused on the stone sign placed at one of the paths.
"Woman's bath-room," he read the sign inwardly.
Lowering his head, he looked toward the ground again, awkwardness filling him.
Clump!
He heard the sound of footsteps.
Walking toward him, Hara soon got close to him. "I'll take those things now," she said.
In Grake's hand is a beautifully designed linen bag, which apparently contains Hara's clothes.
