—Well, there's really no need to worry. —The knight delicately omitted the part about the questionable offers. —I think I already mentioned that I recently received a remark about my sense of self-preservation? Well, it was made in the context that I came to the aid of a person who had fallen on the road, can you imagine? Apparently, among you, the Margelians, this is considered a clear sign of a vile trap that every preschooler will recognize. But in my homeland, it is customary to believe in the best in people, because without trust and respect, you can never build a good society, and I don't want to exist in any other way. Do you think these newfangled capital tests would show that? That's what I thought, so you shouldn't attach too much importance to them. All truth is revealed only to the mother goddess in our souls. —The undead tapped his chest with his thumb.
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After circling around and examining her from head to toe, she nods approvingly at her appearance (and sighs with relief that the kimono was not stained with orc blood):
—It suits you! Very authentic and, um... cute, although that's not exactly the definition that applies to such an outfit. But since you make it so, there's no other way to put it. And well done to the guys for handling it so quickly - it's clear that they're not just sitting around on their posts.
Minako shyly lowered her gaze to the floor.
—Good, I finished some things today. Although... never mind, I'll tell you about that later. How about you? It's a pity I didn't manage to catch you yesterday; you did a great job with the box - both I and the citizens who were spared the possibility of accidental sin, and I'm sure the Kami-sama, are filled with the brightest gratitude, —these words were spoken not only with warm emotion but also with some official notes, appropriate to the context of the situation, and were accompanied by a perfect grateful-respectful bow.