Momo recently picked up some new skill, or well, revived one of her old ones- sewing, getting a sewing machine somehow to fit in her dorm and a kit for herself.

She'd never go her way to sew an entire dress and have herself get a tailor to do so, and if anything was ripped, her parents would pretty much abandon that and get another pair of such.

Kyoka recalled Momo asking her if she had time after class to go to her dorm, and while she was making her way, she heard the slight shuffled sounds in the vice class rep's room.

Knocking cautiously, Kyoka surprisingly got an instant greeting. "Jirou, hey!"

Momo delightfully chirped, letting the other step into her dorm. She cleared her throat, going over to grab something she was making. "Uhm, so. I was just trying to make a dress myself.. and I think your opinion would help. What do you think?"

She questioned, holding the dress by the tips of her nails as she smiled with patience for a reply.