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Daichi just finished buying his little shop. He couldn't believe it: it was surreal. But he was also so happy. After a lot of work learning about the managements, flower rules and design ... He could open his own flowershop. He smiled at the title, proud of his brand new -however in an old building- shop.
"Karasuno" he couldn't help it. Maybe he was a bit emotional, but he felt a strong attachment to this title, and loved drawing exactly twelve crows together. He never knew why but heh.
"Is this a new shop ?"
He heard a voice from behind. It was a young woman, hand in hand with a tall young man. Or so it seems.
"Yes. Please wait again a little, it will open in a week" he smiled to the -hopefully- new customers.
"Ooh, I see ! Got that, Mikado ?
- Crystal clear."
The tall man's eyes changed colour and became green, and thus quite empty at the same time.
"Karasuno. Registered on the 25b XXX Street, Miyagi Prefecture. Will open in one week. Should I make an appointment ?
- Yes, please. Find any day that I have free !
- Got it." A pause. "25th May. Will that be okay ?"
Daichi looked at them, somehow amazed by this man's capacities. Only after has he noticed that he was not a man like him. The voice of the lady put him away of his thoughts. There was a silence and he understood that an answer was expected from him. 25th of May, they said ...?
"Yes. I'll be waiting !" he smiled but quickly got into his thoughts again. Noticing it, the lady answered his silence.
"He's a persocon." she stated "maybe there are not a lot where you're living, deducing on how you look at him" she chuckled.
"Y-you're right. Mind explaining it to me ?"
"Right. They are basically androids. Robots in a human form. They are really useful and Mikado was easy to program. If you need any help in your flower shop, I'd totally tell you to buy a brand new one ! Schedule, commands, clients ... Everything could be handled easily !"
Daichi replied with a quiet hum. It was clear, and he was considering buying one. However, from all the advantages, it may cost an arm or something. She gave him directions on where to buy one, and added her name. He didn't know why, maybe for contact ? They waved at each other before parting ways. Did he even own any money at this point ?
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Weeks passed and he already had some clients. He wondered from a while if he could buy a persocon, in the end. At the very least, he could visit the shop ...
He stood up. He'll buy one, and ask to pay in three times. That was the only solution. He agreed to himself.
Before he knew it, he was before the shop. He hesitated for a moment, but with all the people pushing him, he ended up entering. Quickly, the bodyguard flashed him a smile. He entered. And he had no idea what he was doing here. He smiled and whispered a slow "help" to himself. The shop was full of persocons. Girls, boys, children, adults ... He supposed it was for people who had preferences since they don't normally age ...
A young man with beautiful brown hair approached him, enthusiastically.
"Hello ! What can I do for you ?" he asked.
"Good evening, I'd like a persocon who'd help me with my shop" Daichi answered. He still looked around, then back to the seller. He was grinning.
"I got exactly what you need !" The seller turned and called for another employee. "Iwa-chan ! Come here !"
The black haired guy came to them. After listening carefully to his seemingly boss, his eyes went from blue to green, and he started to search.
"I got it, please follow me"
They did so. "Oikawa" was written on the brown haired guy's badge, who tried to convince Daichi on buying this or that persocon. They all looked great to him, but made close to no difference with the others. He glanced away, not sure of what he wanted. And his eyes laid on him.
He was so beautiful.