Coffee shop.

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[The New Kimono]

This quick sketch was giving more 'Fashion' vibes that the grandpa's magazine. It was modern and minimalist, it looked like the cover of those big expensive photography books.

On the side, he put the notes: Haute Couture, Street Fashion, beauty, culture, living and runaway.

These were the themes that the magazine was going to write about or at least some of the things.

He had this idea in his head of making a monthly magazine that looked more like a professional photography book than just a magazine. It would make it expensive but it would also make it feel like THE magazine.

Almost like a science magazine for papers and thesis. But of the fashion world. Interviews with new designers, a section with street photos called 'what Tokyo is wearing' with the coolest outfits of the month, What Are You Listening To?, Are You Happy? small short interviews, the possibilities were endless.

And yes, he was plundering the idea from Tik-Tok, Instagram and Youtube channels of his past world. And it could be amazing.

Or at least it would after having enough contacts, employees and money.

He tear the whole page with the sketch and notes, and give it to the old man, "You will also give me the fabrics for free. Azusa let's go."

He didn't wait for the old man to call for him.

The idea of making Vogue had come to him after realizing that even if the Kimono designer leave them, they still needed to have a full team to make a magazine.

He would make it himself, but he didn't know anyone, nor did he have a contact.

Plus he didn't want to waste time doing interviews and all the other tone of responsibilities that being the boss gives you. He was too lazy for that.

Having already a team together would do.

Anyhow, he would only go forward with the out of nowhere idea if the granddaughter has a good team. If they were enough, he could put enough money and buy fifty-one percent or more of the magazine.

He hoped that the sudden gamble would give him fruit and that the mysterious granddaughter had a good contact for printing the magazine. If not at most, he would waste some of his time.

Even more important, he could start shifting the whole fashion magazine craze into the digital era. He didn't know if the system shop had something for that. But if it did… Being a designer with his magazine…

Azusa and Hachi were walking behind Kanae.

They were still processing what had happened. One moment they were looking at him, being happy with the beautiful fabrics, and then he was almost cursing an ojiisan.

It was after five minutes of walking in silence that Azusa finally ask, "Onii-chan… are you going to make a magazine?"

He stopped walking and look at the cute Azusa that was with her head tilted.

He had forgotten that they were here to have a good time and couldn't stop thinking about business, to be fair, it was the first time that he had so much freedom and new opportunities. "Sorry Mochi, I got lost in there for a second. About the magazine… Maybe? It depends on the ojiisan granddaughter" He said while patting her head.

"Wow~ that's so cool! You need to ask otosan and okasan about it!"

He nodded his head slowly. Yes, his parents worked in magazines before. Thought he didn't know if they had any contact with a fashion one.

"They probably have contacts…." Kanae mumbles.

"Let's look for a coffee shop!" Azusa complains. She was freezing.

After walking for a little, they ended up getting close to the Train Station. The street was getting a little more crowded and Azusa was getting more bothered by the cold. He could see her nose getting red already.

Even Hachi was with her whole face covered inside her long scarf.

Out of nowhere, Hachi started sniffing and started walking on a side street.

"It smells really nice!"

"Hachiko!" Azusa mumbles in amazement wonder as Hachi used her sniffing powers.

Kanae looked at her that started walking with purpose and sniffing in the air. It was really like a dog...

They found a small coffee shop called [Anteiku] just a little farther away from the crowd.

Now that they were close to the shop, they could also smell the powerful aroma of coffee.

Hachi entered the store without waiting for them. They trusted her nose powers and followed behind. It really smelled nice.

The group of three enter the shop.

*ti-ring*

"Welcome!"An old man greeted them, he had a head full of grey hair revealing his old age.

Kanae noted how his eyes were half-closed, but his gentle smile overtook them.

He thought that the old man was similar to someone, especially thanks to his uniform that had a bowtie folded into four, giving the impression of a flower.

As much as he had a hunch that he knew the old man, he couldn't remember who he was.

'An anime character?' He thought.

Seeing that he couldn't put a name on the old man, he looked around the coffee shop for clues.

The inside was a cosy place, full of wood, giving it an English-like style.

He followed behind Hachi and Azusa that were now sitting behind the widow, giving them a good view of the people walking to the station.

In his mind, he was trying to put a tag on the old barista.

After only a minute, the waitress came to the table. She was a girl with purple hair that completely covered one of her eyes.

The girl smiled cheerfully and asked, "Welcome! May I take your order?"

"I want a Latte," said Hachi with a small smile.

"A hot chocolate milk," Azusa nodded her head while removing her scarf, The coffee shop was too warm for it.

"A Flat White please," As he ordered Roxy's favourite drink he was looking at the waitress trying to remember who she looked like.

After finishing the order, he chuckles a little from his weird idea, while thinking 'She looks like Touka from Tokyo Ghou-…'

'Ho. Crap!'

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