| *flashback starts* |
Yuki | …It’s done! |
Yuki’s Mom | Is it the hat you’ve been making recently? I see, so it’s already finished, huh. |
Yuki | Yep. |
Yuu | Heh, you attached fake ears, huh. That’s cute. |
Yuki | Hmm. |
| I want to try making this kind of skirt next, or this bear-shaped bag. |
Yuki’s Mom | Sounds good to me. |
Yuu | Is this what you call a rough design? |
Yuki | What? I’m not sure… |
Yuki’s Mom | Rough design, huh… You look like a designer! |
Yuu | I guess you’d be a fashion designer in the future. |
Yuki | Designer? |
Yuu | It’s a job in which you design and make clothes. |
Yuki | (I never knew such a job existed. Sounds like fun…) |
Yuki’s Mom | How about you try putting on that hat? |
Yuki | …Hm? It’s big. |
Yuki’s Mom | I guess the size is a little bit different. |
Yuki | Maybe because I used an adult pattern as reference… |
Yuki’s Mom | Oh, I see. Still, you did great for a beginner. |
Yuu | I love how the design reflects your personality, Yuki. |
Yuki | (Designer…) |
| *flashback end* |
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Yuki’s Mom | I’m so glad to hear that the theater building’s renovation is complete. |
Yuu | That means you can perform there again, right? |
Yuki | Yep. Honestly though, I wasn’t sure what would become of us at first. |
Yuki’s Nephew | Goo, goo, gaga~. |
Yuu | Let’s come and watch his show once you get a little bit older, ‘kay~? |
| Oh, right. I’ve brought some souvenirs from our last trip. |
Yuki’s Mom | Oh, my. Thank you. |
Yuu | These are for your theater troupe mates. Eat them with the others. There are sweet and salty flavors. |
Yuki | Thanks. |
| Oh. I’ve got something for you as well. |
| It’s a hat. Because the pink dog plushie came out better than I thought, I used a pinkish color for this one. |
Yuki’s Nephew | Whoa~! |
Yuu | He really likes pink. |
Yuki | He’s got a nice sense. |
Yuki’s Nephew | Kya, kya. |
Yuu | Now that I think about it again, you tried making a similar hat before, right? You know, the one with ears… |
Yuki | Oh, that one? I’m still using it until today. |
Yuki’s Mom | It was a little bit big before, but I assumed the size fits just fine now, yes? |
Yuki | Yep. |
Yuu | So are you really going to be a designer in the future? You’ve always liked knitting and sewing. |
Yuki | … |
Yuki’s Mom | Speaking of, Yuki, the call I received a while ago… |
Yuki | I should get going now. I’m really busy these days. |
Yuki’s Nephew | Goo goo~? |
Yuki | See you. |
Yuki’s Mom | Oh, hey, Yuki–. |
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Kumon | Nnggh… |
Yuki | ? |
Kumon | Hmm… |
Yuki | What are you doing? Studying? |
Kumon | Whoa?! |
| I-It’s nothing! |
Yuki | What? Is it something I shouldn’t see? |
Kumon | It’s not like that… |
Yuki | Well, whatever. It’s probably your report card, anyway. |
Kumon | Err… it’s different… but similar, I guess. |
Yuki | You’ve been putting in a lot of effort in your study lately, huh. Didn’t you also get Tsumugi to help you with that? |
Kumon | It’s because I’m in my senior year now! I need to decide on my future sooner or later… |
Yuki | … |
Kumon | What’s wrong? |
Yuki | Nothing. |
| Here, I’ve got you some souvenirs. It’s a perfect snack for studying, don’t you think so? |
Kumon | Wow, thanks! |
Muku | Oh. Here you are, Kyuchan. |
Kumon | ? |
Muku | This is yours, right? You dropped it in the hallway. |
Kumon | What?! I didn’t notice it at all! Thanks! |
Yuki | Do you want some too, Muku? I’ve got them from my family. |
Muku | Thank you. |
| I’m also thinking of going back home soon. |
Kumon | Oh, really? I want to meet your mother too, Muku~. It’s been a while. |
Muku | In that case, do you want to come with me? |
Kumon | Can I?! |
Yuki | Your whole family is as close as ever, huh. |
Kumon | Our parents are close, after all~. |
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Homeroom Teacher | I guess that’s all I’ve got to say now… |
| Oh, right. I almost forgot. Don’t forget to submit your career survey. I’ll wait until next week. |
Yuki | … |
Homeroom Teacher | That’s all from me. Be careful on your way home. |
Yuki | … |
Muku | …Yuki-kun? What’s wrong? |
Yuki | No, it’s nothing. Let’s go home. |
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Muku | The souvenirs you gave us a while ago were really delicious. Juchan couldn’t stop eating the sweet one. |
Yuki | … |
| Hey, Muku |
Muku | What is it? |
Yuki | …It’s nothing. |
Rento | Oh~, Hey, you two! |
| Perfect timing. I’m about to go to your place after this. |
Yuki | Do you have a meeting or something? |
Rento | Well, how should I say this? |