"That girl… I knew she came from Port City, but to think she would be so adamant about wearing bikinis out of all the clothes she could choose!"
Unlike what Arthur assumed, Vivian's scolding before dinner wasn't over yet. After Arthur returned to his room, she continued to scold the minotaur girl and made her understand how important it was to protect Arthur's image.
"At least she agreed to shop for some clothes with me tomorrow."
Holding her cheek, Vivian let out a tired sigh. As someone who had many experiences talking to nobility, from low to high rank, she understood how scary it was for important people to have weaknesses to be used against them.
Most nobles had notes in their home detailing information about their friends and enemies in society. Of course, they wouldn't kill each other or use those notes to threaten the other party. But it was still dangerous to have a weakness.