It was only by some miracle that we managed to get ourselves ready in time for the sky-carriage to arrive.
Sure, getting changed into some random clothes to get to the bath, taking a quick dip, and then donning our official clothes wasn't supposed to take a long time…
But accounting for the clumsiness stemming from our recent advance, each of those simple steps suddenly turned into a complex and time-consuming process.
Just putting on the temporary clothes that Chihiro provided turned out to be a task requiring the same level of precision and focus I would only ever dedicate to my crafts in the past—a fact proven by how, by the end of the dressing-up process, most of those clothes had turned into shredded rags, held together by hopes, faith, and fortune.
At the very least, washing up wasn't all that bad. Surprisingly, it was the activity that consumed the least time out of everything, contrary to how it should normally be.
