Interlude Chapter 7: A Cake to Bake

"See ya around!" Daiyu left the two in the main foyer with a wave. "Tell me if there's anything cool in Downtown."

"Will do," Jotou replied. "We can do the disguises once we're out, right?" an embarrassed Jotou whispered into the elf's ear.

"Mhm, though I can also do it here," she hushed back in glee. Asobi wore a long green skirt and black shirt; around her collar she had knotted a little white ribbon as a tie.

"It'll never stop surprising me to see you in anything other than your suit," Hotaru walked into the foyer, her fangs glistening.

Asobi giggled, "I like my suit. The shirt's so soft, the blazer is so comfy—my hat and my bowtie are the finishing touches!" she flourished her wand. "And now that it's all adventuring gear, I can wear it all the time and never have to wash it.

Although… should I wear other things more?" she peered to the redhead.