C:

Kamui: Yuugiri, did you drop something?

Yuugiri: Hmm? Oh no, it's just this...

Kamui: Is that an Apron?

Yuugiri: Yes, it's for doing anything that involves chores. Everyone was asked to help.

Kamui: Housework?

Yuugiri: Yeah, like cooking meals, or cleaning up, so...

Kamui: It is said that domestic work does build up good images...but you don't have to if you don't want. You're a warrior, and I'm no crying child.

Yuugiri: Thank you for your consideration, but we've always been doing this, it's no problem.

Kamui: Is that right...If you say so.

Yuugiri: You must excuse me. I don't mean to be rude, but I have to continue washing.

Kamui: Understood. Good luck.

B:

Yuugiri: What a strange thing I'm seeing with my eyes. Are you enjoying cleaning, Kamui?

Kamui: ...No. But...I wanted a new perspective, so I decided to do this. It's different then I thought.

Yuugiri: A new perspective, hm?

Kamui: Yeah. Everyday, there are people who thrive on the battlefield...and once the day is over, they adorn their aprons and continue to help everyone. Similar to a mother. It's strange.

Yuugiri: Ah, such a thing...indeed, nothing can compare to a victory over an enemy. There's a kind of crazed joy in that supremacy. However, under these conditions, for you to also serve everybody...

Kamui: Conditions?

Yuugiri: ...Hoshido has a vast territory. I am a lord's daughter. Yet both of my parents fought. They didn't need to rely on soldiers for combat, or to take care of the mansion. But I kept away from the weapons, the responsibility.

Kamui: So you were treated like a princess...all boxed up?

Yuugiri: Heh. That's one way of thinking of it. In truth, I was just a shrew, rather then being boxed up. My biggest joy in childhood was sitting in my mansion, and getting to watch the soldiers train. But it was not too long before I joined them, exterminating Nosferatu.

Kamui: That's amazing...from such a young age.

Yuugiri: My parents noticed it as well. That's why I went to the kingdom to begin my apprenticeship. It was then I started with the apron. In the sky, and at night, I had this apron. Learning etiquette, or to properly throw weapons...because my parents wished for it, and I volunteered myself to be a soldier of Hoshido.

Kamui: So that's the case.

Yuugiri: Oh, time's almost up. Sorry Kamui, but we have to prepare the meals. But if you want, I would enjoy continuing this conversation next time...

Kamui: Ah. Thank you very much.

A:

Kamui: Yuugiri. Is now a good time?

Yuugiri: Yes, Kamui.

Kamui: I was wondering if we could continue your story.

Yuugiri: I'd be delighted. I just hope I don't bore you with my silly talk. You see, the soldiers of this kingdom devote their body and souls to their training. We jump into the fray of the heavens on our pegasus, and do all our deeds on the battlefield, accomplishing amazing feats. I finally became Mikoto's personal subordinate. It was my highest honor. For my parents, however, it was the opposite.

Kamui: The opposite?

Yuugiri: Yes...I jumped into the fray...and my parents cried for three days and three nights, confused. Crying until all their tears faded away. Tears of sadness, not joy.

Kamui:...Amazing story.

Yuugiri: As of right now, I've virtually disowned myself. My parents and I haven't met in so long...but it's thanks to them, when I think about it, that I have this apron.

Kamui: I've never heard such a thing before...thank you, Yuugiri, for sharing.

Yuugiri: Not at all. I want to thank you for listening. Having this talk...makes the pain in my heart go away. A part of me that I thought was lost...found.

Kamui: I only wish...Yuugiri, I'm a friend of yours. If you need me, I'll stand by as your ally, and as consultation.

Yuugiri: Kamui...thank you so much.

S:

Kamui: A place like this...a sad look on your face. What do I do?

Yuugiri: ....For Kamui to talk like that...to talk so piitfully...after another pathetic story.

Kamui: It's still good. I won't force you to tell me you if you're not sure.

Yuugiri: ....Talking to you has cleared my mind so much. And I think it was all because of this apron, which is why I still want to keep it...for however long.

Kamui: ...Huh?

Yuugiri: If I wear this apron, I can still be in service, and there would be no problem...However...I'm actually not good at housework. Washing, cleaning, making meals...all these aspects of myself are below average. But there are others who are good at it, and I'm sure if I work hard...I think I could stop being an inconvenience.

Kamui:...I suppose that's right. Just having another apron around is no good.

Yuugiri: What?

Kamui: I may have met your parents, actually.

Yuugiri: ...My parents?

Kamui: You hold a very respectable position on the battlefield. Frankly, you've become a figure many people talk about.

Yuugiri: ...So, my parents, they...

Kamui: They were crying. But they were not tears of grief. They were of joy. Your parents are very proud of their daughter.

Yuugiri: .........

Kamui: That's why Yuugiri. You don't need to wear that apron out of your own guilt. But I do have a request...

Yuugiri: What do you need?

Kamui: Could you wear that apron for me?

Yuugiri: Eh?

Kamui: I wish to marry you.

Yuugiri: !?

Kamui: Again, you don't have to wear the apron if you don't like. But if you want, I'd wear it for you, even I don't care for it.

Yuugiri:...Not at all. We can both take care of the household...and I wouldn't mind wearing aprons together with Kamui.

Kamui: Thank you, Yuugiri. I want you to have this ring.

Yuugiri: ...Of course.