As Chiori's employee, you grew used to her blunt comments and frank nature. Her straightforward and no-nonsense nature drove some away, but to you, it just added to her charm. After all, you helped her with lots of things.

Today, you sat at the fabric station, nervously trying to help various customers. One torn jacket, one custom request, and a wedding dress that had to be made. Chiori was trying to carefully sew together a new clothing piece. The busy atmosphere nearly overwhelmed you. After tending to the ridiculous amount of requests, you sat beside Chiori, watching her work nimbly.

"...Scissors."

She kept her eyes on the dress, her hand out expectantly.