Epistle 12

[missedyourheart]

I fear I have been an ingracious guest. Lord Hargreaves, I do hope you will forgive my unforgivable absences. I will confess that I have been sampling the limitless array of diversions that the City has to offer

Comments

[hajikemomo]

Ishida Uryuu is quite skilled.

[missedyourheart]

Is that a man or a woman? And where would I find them?

[hajikemomo]

A boy, he works at the sewing store in the square. Otherwise you could just ask for him on the network.

[missedyourheart]

Quite skilled, you say? He has experience with a proper suit, then?

[hajikemomo]

Oh... I don't actually know. He doesn't talk to shinigami. But I know he can make dresses from scratch, I don't see why he wouldn't be capable of fixing a suit.

[missedyourheart]

Fixing? One does not fix a bespoke suit. One has a fresh one commissioned.

[hajikemomo]

...Sorry.

But Ishida-san is the one I'd suggest.

[missedyourheart]

Think nothing of it.

But I should tell him that you recommended him?

[hajikemomo]

Ah, I'm sure he doesn't want to be bothered by such a trivial thing as my opinion.

[missedyourheart]

Perhaps, perhaps not. A man's ego can generally be stroked by a referral, though.

[hajikemomo]

...Still, he doesn't talk to shinigami.

[missedyourheart]

Why would that be? Is this a caste matter?

[hajikemomo]

More of pride. I don't mind though, it's none of my business if he doesn't want it to be.