A cheerfully grinning young lady checked out herself in the mirror. She moved happily with her new kimono dress. Excellent red Kimono. Poor people, sweet young lady continued to move as though the world was hers. Simply another Kimono dress as a little gift alone can satisfy her that. Imagine a scenario where there was more than that. (Perhaps she'll be taking off.) Fūma thought when he saw Yuki moving joyfully with his gift. "It's simply a kimono ..." He murmured delicately. "For what reason do you need to be that glad." Then he check out Yuki once more. There was a weak grin all over when he saw the young lady. . . . "Red ... Huh." He mumbled as he reviewed his previous recollections of Yuki. The night sky helped him to remember it. Esur lm, ovu foqmlnvuzu ar ovu zmmq tat rmo luu

