Mr. Bunny's Winter Makeover

Outside, the weather was colder than expected, but more than that, the wind was freezing.

The sharp gusts pricked at his skin, making him shiver as he clung to Sylas's hand while they walked to the tailor.

When they stepped inside, a man with a warm and gentle demeanor greeted them.

Whenever Rocco wandered into clothing stores on his own, he often ended up in places where the staff had a rather… high-minded attitude.

But the employees here all seemed kind and welcoming.

Sylas spoke with them in a familiar manner, so perhaps this was a shop favored by the Di Malvento family.

"Rocco, come here."

"Mm! Okay!"

As Rocco gazed in awe at the neatly arranged dresses and tuxedos, his eyes sparkled with excitement.

Just then, Sylas, who seemed to have finished his conversation, beckoned him over.

Noticing this, Rocco hurriedly scampered over and clung tightly to the offered hand.