Time solved many problems, and perhaps it would solve this absurd morning event as well. She calmly resolved to accept reality: what had been seen couldn't be unseen.
It wasn't the first time something embarrassing had happened.
When Makoto caught her meowing at a stray cat, she'd felt similarly humiliated. The night the bath wall broke and Makoto almost saw her naked had made her wish she could disappear. Carrying an injured Makoto on her back had been embarrassingly intimate. Turning into a Pomeranian at the sports festival was still a haunting memory.
Countless humiliations had occurred because of Makoto, and each time she faced them by deciding, "What's done is done."
Thus, even now, Shibahime accepted her shame, her brow twitching slightly.
To compensate, she decided to claim a reward—something she'd learned from Makoto's overly optimistic mindset.
