Dakedo shigoto was ganbara nakya

Hasami wo katate ni isshou kenmei

Hoho wo namida de nurashi nagara

Kimono no nui naoshi ni sei wo dasu.

(The Tailor Shop on Enbizaka)

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Shedding young tears, Kouyou began to re-stitch her kimono.

A long time ago, a woman saw you. She saw you.

"What a handsome person." - she thought at the time. Struck by your mesmerizing beauty, she unconsciously began to reach for your rays of joy.

Those rays burned her every time she saw you with other people. Seeing the many women with whom you were apparently comfortable, she always felt cruel envy and jealousy.

"What an impertinent human!" - she thought, seeing you with a new woman every day. First a pretty looking woman, then a young girl, and later a girl of 15. Then she began to think of you as a player.

Shedding tears again, Kouyou re-stitched her purple obi from her kimono into a pink one. The one that that little girl had.

And the very white color of the kimono. Like that woman's.

And the gold kanzashi. Like that young girl.

And it would have been all right if she had just bought similar accessories for her kimono...

But recently, news of a family's death began to spread around town. A middle-aged woman, a young girl and a girl.

They were your sisters. Not lovers, as Kouyou thought.

Kouyou Ozaki was almost certainly involved in all of this.

And standing in front of you, she flaunted her kimono. The same obi, kanzashi and kimono. And barely washed blood drops.

"Aren't I adorable?"

Huh... She obviously didn't just alter her kimono...