Kyuden Shika

As promised to the Seppun, the Kaito had done her task. The piece of clothing was washed and sanctified. She hoped the young lord would pass by to give it back. It was placed in a loken pouch so it wouldn't be touched by anyone after the cleansing ritual.

"I hope it is good enough."

Yuzu had dressed another set of clothes. Not the sanctified one, but the ceremonial. To a courtier, the difference would be clear. To all others, not so much. He passes by through the castle's main gate, as he intends to go out for the day after the morning chorus and courtly affairs.

Oubaihime didn't know what the Seppun looked like since she didn't see his face not the body of the man yet she recognize the mon. "Seppun sama..." She called out, in hopes that this was the man she was looking for.

A familiar voice calls up to him and he stops. With a sharp turn, he faces the girl and provides a polite bow. "Good morning, Shrine Maiden-san. I hope Inari has been kind."

Then, he continues his path if not stopped, clearly not reminding himself of why he found the voice familiar.

"This one has been indeed been blessed by Inari. I hope you as well" The voice was familiar so she had to ask "Are you Lord Seppun Yuzu sama?"

"Well, of course!" He says, returning as his name is called. "I am well, and Yuzu."

He checks her out again and rubs his chin, "We did talk yesterday. Forgive me, I've been rude. Kaito-san's clothes are so common I.. well... Water Dragon Temple. Correct?"

"It is understandable Seppun sama." She bowed. "Hai... I am a priestess of the Water Dragon Temple. I did as promised..." She showed him the silken pouch. "Your clothes has been cleansed and sanctified."

"Soka, soka." He looks to the pouch an nods, "Would Kaito-san be kind and open it so I can fetch the kimono from within?'

"I will open it but I am not the proper person to take it out." She opened the pouch. "You should be the one to take it out sama. I do not wish to break the purity of the garment."

"Most definitely." He says while carefully putting fingers within without touching the exterior of the pouch. Then, he removes the folded kimono neatly, and brings it up to feel the aroma. He a fraction of a heartbeat, he seems to smile –– but he actually did not.

Looking back to Oubaihime, he provides a gentle bow, thanking her, "Kaito-san is attentive and most dutiful. I am humbled by the care she provided to make sure these... minor issues... were treated well."