When I was working part-time at a café, I used to look across the street at the Chinen Sook-hee store.

It is a place that is well known to almost all Kyoto people and tourists who visit Kyoto. Located in the most dazzling place in the heart of the ancient capital, it has become one of Kyoto's landmarks since its completion.

The most fashionable garments of the season are displayed there, and each piece is made by famous designers who have spent countless painstaking efforts to select fabrics and colors to make the best designs, and then produce them through mature production lines. Year after year, they silently bewitched the women who came and went through the shop window.

And that includes me.

I looked at the store opposite, and thought about the haute couture line of Zhinian Shuxi countless times, what kind of situation will the private custom studio that only a few people know about?

When I actually stood in the door of the studio, I realized that it was the same as I imagined.

It was a corner of the southern part of Kyoto. Kyoto's alleys are innumerable, but it's just one of the featureless alleys, and if you climb over Nagasaka Slope and bypass a few single-family courtyards, you can see the single-storey house, a gray-black antique building, with the surname "Chinian" written on the door number next to the gate.

However, after pushing the door in, I found that there was a cave.

Seen from the outside, the bricks and tiles stacked on top of each other are all disguises, just to hide the modern open-air roof, and when you look up, the grille is staggered with a central cherry blossom-shaped glass window, forming a variety of flower patterns, and the sunlight is slanting down, and the ground echoes in the distance, forming a moving flower map.

Facing the cherry blossom glass window, where the light source is most concentrated, the irregular staircase winds down, and the underground world is the workplace.

I quit my part-time job at the café and officially worked part-time at the Zhinian Sookhee Haute Couture Studio. This is different from the ready-to-wear store, where the chief designer has the absolute right to decide, and here she chooses the customers she likes.

However, no one has ever dealt with Akasa Hayami in person, and she is like another Yoshiki, who has no information except for the design, and is completely invisible in front of the stage.

It is no exaggeration to say that in the past few years, as the chief designer, this high-end production line, which was a little tired before the death of Zhinian Shuxi, has been revitalized.

I'm curious, what kind of person is Akira Hayami?

I tried to get an answer from Yuichi Fujisawa, but he looked blank.

"Miss Hayami? I haven't seen her either. "I did have a couple of voice calls." Met with a wistful gossip look on my face, he continued, "The kind that the other party has used a voice changer. ”

“…… That's okay too. ”

Yuichi Fujisawa disagreed: "Her design is great, and she never delays the draft, isn't that enough?" ”

His words are not unreasonable, and I will no longer dwell on this matter.

I had just released a haute couture show, and the studio was temporarily idle, so I studied the paper patterns I had used. Those intricate designs can be perfectly presented in the end, and the unique tailoring method of Hayami Ming Sha is inseparable, and even the simplest style of the annual finale, she has a unique design.

When I came to the studio, I was assigned to the plate making group. While doing the regular work, I practiced various skills, and just like that, December quietly arrived.

On this day, I received my first month's salary, which was not much, but it was much more than the amount of part-time work in the café. On my way home, I passed by Hankyu Department Store and suddenly decided to go inside.

I walked into a luxury home furnishing store. Yuu Fujisawa has inconvenient legs and feet, and soft carpets can be seen everywhere in the house. I remember this brand. The carpet that amazed me the first time I went to Kamogawa came from this house.

I pretended to be casual and looked at everything in the store, and when my eyes fell on a rug, the next moment it was delivered to me by a male clerk in a three-piece suit.

It was a milky white wool carpet. The amiable male clerk held it and introduced me to its origin and workmanship.

Probably because of my attitude that made him think that I was a rich girl, or maybe maybe this was the purpose of the store, and even though I was dressed modestly and didn't look like I could afford the rug, the male clerk suggested that I step on it and feel it.

Without leaving a trace, I withdrew the hand that was about to reach out and touch.

"Your shoes are chic." The female clerk on the side sighed sincerely, "There are probably few masters who can do this kind of craftsmanship so well." ”

The clerk who sells carpets also studies shoemaking? But I accept her flattery. Because Yuichi Fujisawa's handiwork really deserves all the praise.

I can imagine what it would be like to step on such a carpet, and after living in Kamogawa for a long time, the soft touch that I felt incredible at first made me feel numb. But I'm still in reverie about how Yuichi Fujisawa will look when he steps on this carpet, what kind of words he will say.

He gave me so much that I wanted to give him a gift too.

Without hesitation, I swiped my card and bought it.

At this moment, I would like to believe that the smile on the clerk's face is truly heartfelt.