Sora acted decisively.
Looking at Sora, Senjumaru covered her mouth in surprise.
In her palace, there had been no less than a thousand people who had asked her to weave garments, maybe even eight hundred.
But someone like Sora, this was a first. Shutara couldn't help but take a few extra glances.
However, that was the extent of it.
Just like a doctor sees all flesh as the same, Shutara didn't react much further, which made Sora feel a bit bored.
Soon after, a well-fitted Shihakusho and Captain's Haori were woven by Shutara.
"Hiss!"
Feeling the new garment on his body, which felt like it had merged with him, Sora gasped.
He had never expected this.
He never expected the Shihakusho to be like this!
That is, self-cleaning, self-repairing, providing defense based on Reiatsu, while also reflecting the wearer's condition.
It could even regulate temperature!
Although it was just a small Shihakusho, it actually incorporated a lot of advanced technology, which was truly astonishing!
The Captain's Haori even provided a certain degree of Reiatsu amplification. Although the amplification wasn't huge, the fact that it could affect his Reiatsu at all showed just how skilled Shutara was.
"Not bad, not bad!" Feeling the clothes on his body, Sora was very satisfied.
Unable to resist, Sora once again extended an invitation to Shutara: "Say, would you like to come work for me?"
"Ah!!?" Hearing Sora's words, Shutara was dumbfounded.
She weaves a garment for him, hasn't even been paid yet, and now he's thinking of poaching her? What kind of tactic was this?
"Well, my lord, I..." Shutara wanted to politely decline. Given her personality, which was somewhat like a tech otaku, unlike the social butterfly Hikifune, she was comfortable staying in the Soul King Palace.
However, Sora had different tactics for different people.
"Wait, don't speak yet!" Sora stopped Shutara.
"What I can tell you is that Hikifune has already agreed to come with me. I can solve the Oken issue."
"Secondly, you like weaving clothes, right?" Sora looked seriously at Shutara.
"Yes, what about it?" Shutara tilted her head slightly, looking at Sora in confusion.
Sora continued: "But don't you think your current life is very boring?"
"You like weaving clothes for people, but you don't get to interact with real people. Even though you're still weaving clothes, it's all mass production!"
"The difference between weaving for real people and mass production is quite significant, isn't it?" Sora said.
Hearing his words, Shutara's expression changed slightly.
Seeing this, Sora pressed his advantage: "But if you come with me, I can have you weaving clothes for people every day, with many handsome men and beautiful women as your models!"
"Think about it, isn't it also very boring to only weave Shihakusho?"
Sora urged: "Don't you want to weave more clothes, more styles?"
"Well..." Sora's words left Shutara silent.
This was indeed what she thought.
She was just a bit hesitant: "But what about Ichibe'e..."
The big monk, as a senior member of Zero Division, had a certain deterrent effect on juniors like Senjumaru Shutara!
However, Ichibe'e was never a problem for Sora.
"Don't worry, didn't I tell you? I'll handle Ichibe'e. He won't say anything!" Sora said confidently.
"Really!!?" Shutara was a bit skeptical.
"Really, why would I lie to you!!?" Looking at Shutara, Sora said very confidently.
"So, just follow your own heart and tell me your answer!" Sora patted his chest.
"Well..." Shutara fell into a long hesitation.
But, just like Hikifune before.
With Shutara, no one had ever brought these things up. She didn't think about them. But after someone mentioned it, she really felt a desire to leave.
So, in the end, Shutara made up her mind: "Let's go find Ichibe'e."
"If he has no problem, then I have no problem either!" Shutara nodded.
"Good, good!" Sora clapped excitedly: "Then it's decided!"
"Let's go!" Taking Shutara, Sora went out to find Ichibe'e.
At that moment, Ichibe'e was still very cheerful. He had already visited several palaces… one more visit to see the Soul King, and he could see this guest off.
Then, he could relax.