"My period came, I went out to buy a pack of sanitary napkins."
In Jiang Shishuang's hand was a conspicuous pack of Sofy, but she wasn't actually on her period yet.
She asked Miyamoto Musashi for money to buy sanitary napkins, just in case Ye Huan might go to the rooftop.
With the napkins, she could provide a reasonable excuse for not being on the rooftop.
Ye Huan squinted his eyes: "I remember you went downstairs in a new set of pajamas, didn't take any money, right?"
Jiang Shishuang was momentarily stunned. Using sanitary napkins as a cover was a spur-of-the-moment idea; she hadn't considered so many details.
After calming down, she replied with a straight face: "Didn't take any money, just put it on credit."
In their brief exchange, they had probed and countered each other multiple times.
Outwardly, Ye Huan showed a face of realization, but internally he chuckled.
