At sunset.
The evening glow was as crimson as blood, enveloping the sky.
Looking out from the room, the sunset resembled the magnificent gown of Amaterasu, with the sea as her trailing hem.
However, reality wasn't as beautiful.
Fujiwara Reya noticed that the wind and waves were exaggeratedly strong, accompanied by howling sounds.
The fierce wind carried a whine like that of a flute, coming from the sea and the sky.
"Get up!" Kawashima Miki's small foot kicked at the weight of Fujiwara Reya on her, "I need to change into my gown."
Fujiwara Reya kissed her foot: "I'll help you dress."
"Get lost!" Kawashima Miki stepped on his face.
The gown on Yukino Ritsuko was also messed up and wrinkled, needing to be taken off and ironed again.
"I'll go wait for you in the banquet hall." Fujiwara Reya headed toward the door.
The two ladies had no objections.
After leaving the room, he slipped directly into Kasahara Fumi's room.
