The Rose of Sharon Has Bloomed (1)

Cheong Harin led me around like a kindergarten teacher.

Even when we landed on the lowest floor of the Underground, she’d made such a fuss, crying and carrying on, that she’d drawn everyone’s attention. But when it came to shopping, she seemed to want to take the lead.

I’d left all the shopping to her anyway, so I decided to just follow along.

I’m not used to clothes, after all.

After becoming a mosquito, of course, I didn’t wear clothes at all.

Even after evolving, there was no reason for me to wear them.

It’s only recently that I started pretending to dress like a human. Well, naturally.

For the record, the black sleeveless dress I wear to bed every night is part of that whole pretending-to-be-human thing.

Since I made it out of blood, it’s basically part of my body, so it’s very comfortable.

Anyone who’s ever turned on the air conditioning, gone without a stitch of clothing, and climbed under a blanket should be able to understand how I feel...