Hill was not aware that his Tower Spirits were criticizing his aesthetic sense.
He had already tried to restrain himself.
Otherwise, Hill's true feelings were that girls would like to wear red, pink, or perhaps tender yellow and willow green.
Hill also didn't think there was anything wrong with his intuition, believing that it was simply because he had been working on construction sites, building bridges and roads for years, that he had fallen out of touch with what was fashionable.
As for what is fashionable and what looks elegant, straight men have always felt that a pretty face is enough.
With the time that could be spent fussing over appearances, Hill would rather bury himself in work.
He had finally found a direction and was working hard to patch things up.
Unfortunately, in both these worlds, Hill did not dare to summon Elemental Spirits, as they were far from Teraxil, and summoning old acquaintances was too troublesome.
