Lazy Cat Angel Translations

 A b are top, a bolero, a curly skirt and then a pair of knitted sandals.   I've been dressing like a young lady from a wealthy family lately.   He picked out a selection of clothes that Sui brought me out of nowhere, and he liked them.   It's a fine fabric with a smooth, absorbing texture and carefully and elegantly tailored. All the clothes he gives me are instantly recognizable as luxury items.   How many of those clothes could I buy in one outfit that I used to wear only on special occasions and on precious outings in the village? When this thought occurred to me, I wanted to look away. It's hard to realize how many days have passed since I first saw myself wearing my own unworthy luxury items in everyday life.   By the way, the number of times he made me take off my clothes and put them on is definitely higher than the number of times I do it with my own hands.   I am completely treated as a dress-up doll.   But after a month of this, I can give up too. And even if I&#

  He finished his meal and dipped the lowered dishes into the water trough and grabbed a wet cotton.   I carefully wash up each of the submerged dishes one by one.   I'm finally starting to get used to handling the pottery, but I'm not ready to let it go. Unlike the thick and massive dishes we use in the village, the ones we have here are all beautifully decorated with elegant patterns. That's why I'm still a little afraid of them. I'm afraid that if I'm careless and drop it from my hand, it will easily crack.   ---It's been almost a month since I started living here.   The first thing I learned when I came to live with him was his poor life skills.   He doesn't use his own hands and pushes everything with his signature magic.   The food aspect of his life is especially bad. When he first showed me the cooking area, I thought it was strangely clean, even though it looked like he'd used it. I was surprised to hear the inside story.   It seems he can o