Coming out of the fitting rooms, Mitsuki adjusted the poncho over his shoulders. As he did, he cast a brief glance toward Jeanne, who was smiling cheerfully.
"You should learn to control yourself a little. People aren't toys."
The princess looked away, ignoring that comment.
Mitsuki shook his head, exhausted.
They were accompanied by one of the automatons, which elegantly carried the other outfit.
At the same time, in the center of the establishment, Kalika continued presenting her magical sewing performance to a few more customers. The amused and gentle smile on her face showed just how much she loved her work.
Mitsuki looked at her while walking toward the counter.
'Those scissors could easily be used as a weapon. In fact, there was a character in LoM who fought using giant scissors. I wonder if there's someone like that around here.'
Maybe Kalika was one, but Mitsuki had no way of knowing.
