At this moment, that tall man also walked over. Because he had suddenly become small, everything in Silvanus's eyes now seemed disproportionately large.
He couldn't help but frown, full of caution, his whole body tense. But the man simply held out a piece of clothing—perhaps a dress… patched together from scraps of fabric—and said thoughtfully, "Put it on. This is disgraceful."
Silvanus: "..."
Silvanus even felt a flicker of anger. He snatched the patched cloth from the man's hand and said coldly, "Whose fault do you think that is?!"
Then he quickly put it on. One way or another, he wasn't going to run around naked.
But Silvanus had misjudged it. The stitching wasn't tight at all, in fact it was extremely sparse. Every part revealed a bit of skin.
Instinctively, Silvanus glanced behind him—only to see that his rear was poking out through one of the patchwork gaps.
"..." What a seductively styled outfit.
