Yuki | …With that being said, please allow me to take this part-time job. |
Homeroom Teacher | I see. |
| Hmm? A designer’s assistant? I was sure you would enter the theater industry, or am I wrong? |
Yuki | No, it’s not like that… |
Homeroom Teacher | Because you’ve already gotten your parents’ sign, I see no problem with it. I’ll give you the permission. |
| Oh, and one more thing, please submit your career survey as soon as possible. |
Yuki | …Understood. |
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Yuki | Sighs… the future, huh… |
| *Flashback starts* |
Yuki | Can you sign here? It’s a permission slip to take a part-time job. |
Yuki’s Mom | Sure, sure. Heh. A designer’s assistant, huh. |
| Right. I couldn’t talk about it before. What are you going to write in your career survey? |
Yuki | …I still haven’t decided on it. |
Yuki’s Mom | Oh, okay. I won’t complain over your life choices. You’re free to do whatever you want to do. Just one thing, though… |
| I think it’s about time you have to think about your future. |
Yuki | …I know that. |
| *Flashback end* |
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Hato | This is the atelier. |
Yuki | Good morning. |
Hato | This is where we draw rough designs and create clothes. |
Yuki | (Look at all these designs, fabrics… and the pattern papers over there… So this is what a pro’s atelier looks like.) |
Hato | You can use this space after work. |
| I was allowed to learn a lot of things at my part-time job back when I was still a student, you see, so I wanted to do the same for you. |
Yuki | (I feel like I can come up with a lot of things for our next play’s theme and costume design here.) |
??? | Woof woof! |
Yuki | ?! |
Hato | Now, Koro. You can’t bark here. |
Koro | Woof woof! |
Hato | Hey! I’m sorry, he doesn’t usually bark like this. |
Koro | Grr… |
Hato | Is he perhaps on guard because he mistakes you for a girl? It kind of makes sense because the staff here are all males… |
Koro | Grr… |
Hato | Hey, Koro! |
| Hmmm… this is bad. Sorry, it must be distractive, right? |
Yuki | It’s fine. I don’t really mind. |
Hato | Is that so? Make sure not to get close to him, then. |
| Alright. First things first, can you organize the patterns? |
Yuki | Got it. |
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Yuki | Sighs… |
Tenma | Hey, what’s with you? |
Yuki | Nothing… I’m just tired. |
Tenma | Oh, yeah. Today is your first day at work, right? How was it? |
Yuki | … |
| *Flashback starts* |
Yuki | I’ve finished it. What should I do next? |
Hato | In that case… |
Koro | Woof woof! Woof woof! |
Hato | Hey! Stop it! |
Koro | Arf, arf, arf, arf! |
Hato | I’m so sorry about this… |
Yuki | … |
| *Flashback end* |
Yuki | (I don’t particularly mind if he’s wary of me… But if this goes on, I’m afraid it’ll only hinder my work.) |
| If it comes to this… I have no choice but to do that. |
Tenma | Do what? |
Yuki | … |
Tenma | You’re ignoring me?! |
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Yuki | Hmmm… |
| I guess I’m good. |
| (This is better than getting barked at work.) |
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Muku | Whoa?! Yuki-kun?! Why are you wearing that… |
Yuki | There’s a pomeranian at my part-time job, but he keeps barking at me. |
| Looks like he’s not good with women, so I’ve decided to wear this at work. |
Muku | Oh, okay. How was work? |
Yuki | Despite that troublesome dog, the work itself is fun. I feel like my experience there will help me in a lot of things. |
Muku | I see… |
Yuki | What’s wrong? |
Muku | No, it’s nothing. That pomeranian must be cute. I want to meet him. |
Yuki | I think he’ll like you. I’m gonna ask if you can come and play. |
| …Crap. I’ve gotta go. |
Muku | Have a safe trip. Good luck at work. |