She dropped into a full dogeza right there on her chair.
Her professional contributions were so impressive that they practically overshadowed her interest in cosplay...
"I haven't made it public to ensure my hobby remains a secret... but I actually select almost all the outfits for Kagon-sama and the Young Lady as well."
"I shall commit seppuku."
I’ll go get a kitchen knife. There should be one in the kitchen.
"...Seppuku won't be necessary, so why don't you just reply for now? I won't look at the content."
"...Yes."
So Ms. Shizune had been the one picking out our clothes all this time. Apparently, she’d kept quiet because she wanted to minimize any risk of that task being associated with her cosplay hobby.
Ms. Shizune turned her back to me, making a point of showing she wasn't looking at the computer screen.
I really wish she’d done that from the beginning.
"Ah, um..."
Ms. Shizune spoke in a small voice, her back still turned.
"...If possible, please ask Tennoji-san what the brand of those clothes is."
"...Understood."
I’d been struggling to think of a response, so that worked out perfectly.
I sent a reply to Tennoji-san, keeping it as innocuous as possible.
Itsuki: Those are lovely clothes. What brand are they?
Mirei:...Is that your only comment?
It looked like I should settle in for a long night.
I stretched my neck to work out the stiffness.