After finishing with the pants, she continued altering the tops—she still had to get through all eleven in one go.
No, eleven sets aren't enough. Each little bean needs at least two changes of clothes, so twenty or thirty pieces, minimum.
She probably needed to prepare even more.
And diapers—there aren't any diapers in The Beast World Continent, so she had to sew some from beast hides; these were all things that needed to be prepped.
"Damn it all..."
She let out a wail and plopped down on the edge of the bed—at this rate, she'd never finish, not even if she worked until sunrise.
Sleep? Forget it.
Staring at the eleven little beans, all wearing pants and nothing else, she felt like she was surrounded by wobbling, chubby, pale lotus roots. "Kael? Kael Shadowend? Frey? Snake babies numbers one, two, three... Which of you is which?"
She went down the line, poking and prodding, trying to tell them apart.
