(MC POV)
"Perhaps a brighter colour would suit Master Lin?" The tailor suggested, showing us a roll of cloth that was golden yellow with red flames embroidered into it.
Diao Chan shook her head, "That looks very gaudy. Something lighter would be better."
I sighed, "You know… I already said I won't be king right?"
"We know, Master," Kiyomi answered, rifling through the other bundles of cloth on display. "But for formality's sake, Master should look the part and let those people know who they should pay respects to."
"Right…" I conceded, though I still wondered if this was really necessary.
With Diao Chan's insistence on making myself look good for the ceremony, I was quite forcefully 'convinced' to go and get new clothes to wear to attend it.
It was decided that Kiyomi and Diao Chan would follow me to Jin city to pick out the clothes and also have a day off together at the same time.
