Novel & Cerita Rui Kamishiro Outfit

Yuan Rui warned. Zhi Rou regarded them with a look of disdain as she placed silicone pads on her breasts to mask her erect nipples. She easily slipped into her white dress with silver ivy vines on them that matched the ivy vine in her hair. Stepping into her silver Z-Mian heels she walked over to the table and decorated her arms with bracelets, her ears with long earrings and placed red lipstick on her lips.

There were no guards in the hallway, of course, for the privacy reasons of the family. I thought he left yesterday. What the hell was he doing there? Maintaining our eye-contact, we stepped closer to one another. Finally, we stopped at a hand’s distance from each other. I smiled, “greeting alpha Hikari.” He peered at me with an unruffled face. He was wearing a black shirt and pants with a white belt and shoes. A white kimono coat with wind patterns on the back and on its long sleeves fluttered around him while he strutted.

He must've teleported us. A few maidens come in and begin undressing us to look more appropriate for the event. Bahm sit off to the corner, already dressed enough. He wore a silky yellow, baggy pants and a white long sleeved turtle neck with a black vest over it. Wearing a lovely red kimono filed with white hibiscus flowers, and an all white cloth dress underneath , I felt beautiful for once around Azalea. The fabrics pressed neatly against my body. For she was only dressed with a plain yellow, long sleeved ruffled dress ending at her feet.

Nothing much is different in this setting, though. Glancing at the time from her pocket watch, Tori wore a pale peach off-shoulder outdoor dress with minimal frills and ribbons. She let her hair loose with only a ruby-decorated hairpin on the other side of her hair. Her shoes with the same color as her dress but with a golden design on them, and her royal blue robe stopped at her midsection with the Rozenreff insignia embroidered at the back. Tori twirled with a satisfying feeling when she watched herself in the mirror.

I said to myself. Alpha Ryu stood before the pack in his red and black royal robe and a stringent smile that I had never seen before. I doubt the pack members have seen it too, as they also couldn’t believe it, washing their faces several times with water just to confirm. “I would like to thank my personal maid, as she was the one who washed these dishes. She has quite the guts to wash five hundred thousand, five hundred and fifty-four plates with not a single stain on them. She’s pretty much more excited about it than the rest of us”. He chuckled.

Yuki's pov --- When I walked into CreedX Technologies that morning, every ounce of confidence I had was tightly packed into my carefully chosen outfit: a black fitted skirt that ended just above my knees, a crisp white button-down shirt, and Lily’s shimmering red pumps—shoes I swore I’d never return. The outfit was subdued compared to my usual vibrant style, but I needed to play it safe. The makeup Lily applied blended so seamlessly it felt like a second skin, softening the edges of my masculine features just enough. My name on the application? Yuyu Roman.

Akiko adjusted herself in front of the mirror, gazing at the new kimono she would wear the day after tomorrow. The kimono was custom-made for her, so naturally, it fit perfectly. But Akiko wanted to see if the color matched her expectations. And indeed, everything was perfect. It fit her body beautifully and didn't feel heavy or hot, which was crucial considering it was still summer. The modern kimono, with a white base, was adorned with pink cherry blossoms. Akiko had even prepared hair accessories filled with cherry blossom designs to complete the look.

Just then I sighted a hoodie I haven't even touched or worn for a long time. I was cladded in a long, sleeve, kimono slit gown. The sleeves are not flared though. But it looks like the ones the Japanese wear. I found myself wearing short heels with it. I put on the sunshades and I loved it. I was looking breathtaking. I moisturize my lips with the gloss that I bought at the mall. . . . ……..

She took out it with her underwear, then closed the door. She examined her dress and her eyes stopped on the dress's tag. Last evening, Sister Riya had sent their clothes to all of them, their clothes were tagged with Riku. The golden-orange color capital cursive R with small i, then again capital cursive K with small u all written together on the black surface and made "Riku" brand.

So knowing this, he patiently stayed seated. Under the starry night and around the garden of roses, Rui sauntered down the brick garden pathway. She wore a white gold body chain that could be seen under the plunging neckline of her jumpsuit. Her long curly hair flowed down on her shoulders that held the elegant lace cape. The perfectly tailored jumpsuit embraced her long legs. Just as her friend, Phyllis, advised, she walked as usual.