A soft smile from Zen .
" I thought the colors from either one would suit you quite well . "

Maybe . . something like these if adjusted to fit him . . ?

Actually . . maybe either of these would be better suited ?

At least Zen was nicer than his superiors , it would seem . The blue-color definitely matches him decently .

If that's the one he prefers , then that's the one the Fatuus will recommend .

*MISS

" Mis Sandrone . . . "

While he did not hate the color , he did not understand why he had to wear a dress .

Well , he's now wearing a dress .

Zen feels these color schemes would match well with this stranger .

Ah ! At least he likes the outfits !

Miss Sandrone might like these .

Would Regrator enjoy either of these ?

" Hm . . Maybe if I get to properly meet him , he'd be less scary . . "

" At least he doesn't seem to be that bad of a guy . "

" Honestly . . . I have never seen anyone *that* tall before . His height is scary . "

" That is a good question . . "

Zen thought for a moment .
" I'd have to say Sir Capitano . . Just how tall can one person get ? "

. . .

Poor Sandrone -

. . . Master Tartaglia is dragging him into this . . .

" . . . Are the Harbingers always like this . . ? "

Zen's holding back laughter as best he could .

" That is understandable . . not everyone likes them . "

He did hear alarms go off awhile back , but he never realized it was over something as small as a spider .

" Ah , I see . . I did not realize you disliked spiders - "

A small tilt of his head and a confused hum .
" And why not ? "

Well , unless Lord Dottore likes the color pink and likes fluffy spider costumes -

At least it's not the worst outfit he's ever seen . It could have been much worse .

" . . ? "

Maybe it's a good idea for Zen to keep quiet on Lord Dottore's outfit . However , it was quite difficult not to laugh .

Oh , it's storming tonight . . .

With a slight look of distress , Zen has retreated to his room for the evening . Thunder isn't his thing . .

A soft , lighthearted tune emanated from the Fatuus , going about the evening cleaning as he was ordered to by Master Tartaglia .

He's even cleared out several small spiders , having released them outside .

Someone save him - he's been sneezing all day .

Two sneezes in a row .

There's a slightly annoyed look on Zen's face , sniffling while trying to work .

" . . . "

There was a brief pause , before another sneeze , and now he's cursing under his breath .

【✩】 somewhere , and he was trying to locate and retrieve it .

He couldn't imagine what kind of trouble he'd be in if it had bothered one of the Harbingers .