Compared to the blindfold covering her eyes, it was the narrow carriage that truly irritated Number Zero.
The eccentric client remembered to have Number Zero and their group bathed and changed, yet forgot to arrange a spacious carriage.
The carriage was roughly only big enough for two ladies; still, Yijie was a fully-limbed man, and a rather large one at that.
Before boarding, considering ladies first, he let Number Zero get on first. Blindfolded and disoriented, Number Zero had barely settled down when a sudden thrust from a body pushed her into the corner of the carriage.
Number Zero complained miserably, but the coachman outside paid no mind to the sardine can that the interior had become. With the curtain dropped and the reins snapped, the hooves took off.
"Make some room," Number Zero rudely kicked at Yijie, whose rather rough hand caught her unruly feet securely.
