"I am fine!" Yotsuyu snarled, her own face a rictus of anguish. She grabbed at Eleven, shoving him towards her dressing screen and beyond it. "It will not stop! Not until that damned underwear is all that you are wearing! I thought it was inert or I never would have allowed you to stay here!"

Because she would be damned to the seven hells and back before she willingly subjected anyone else to the humiliating curse of those cursed undergarments!

Yotsuyu ducked back into the larger room, giving Eleven what privacy she could, while she reached for the pitcher of water she kept filled for morning ablutions, lifting it carefully in both hands. It had worked for her, after all...

"Let me know when you are only wearing those...things." Her cheeks colored slightly, but she could hope the trick worked twice.