As the convoy halted, an elder gentleman wearing a monocle, dressed in a black suit, and leaning on a gentlemanly cane, gracefully leaped down from a carriage. He respectfully approached the mansion's entrance and elegantly bowed to the black-haired girl on the stairs:
"I apologize for keeping you waiting, Lady Yumo."
At this moment,
A bewitchingly beautiful black-haired girl stood with her hands before her, holding a black handbag. Miss Yumo was no longer dressed in her usual thin black gauze dress but wore an elegant and splendid black winter coat, adorned with an expensive white fur coat.
Her once bare feet were now protected by long boots.
Miss Yumo's attire now matched the surrounding environment.
For Yumo,
