I live in a village, so quiet and peaceful. It's called Enbizaka and it's the village I was born and raised it. I am a tailor and I'm the talk of the town. The villagers say I have a wonderful attitude and it shows in my work and I am proud and happy to hear such praise. But there's been something I can't get out of my mind.
My lover. So sweet, so handsome, so wonderful. And yet he has the nerve to cheat on me with women in town. He has someone like me, yet he never comes home. But I can't worry about that now, I have much work to finish. But it should be fine as long as I hold my mother's scissors in my hand. These are special scissors that my mother handed down to me, for you see….the more you sharpen them, the cleaner the cut.
The town is the same as ever, its calm and peaceful just like any other ordinary day. Then I saw him, my blue haired love walking down the street with….
Who is she? And why is he smiling at her like that! He never smiles at me like that!
But I can see why now….that crimson kimono….it suits her so well, it makes me angry and envious that he looks so happy with her. It isn't fair. I can't stand to look at them anymore, I must leave.
I return to my shop and continue my work, but I can't get my mind off that woman. That beautiful woman in that crimson kimono. She has to pay for stealing him from me. I must go and punish her for stealing him away from me. I don't care if it's the dead of night, I have to. For my love's sake.
The village is so dark except for the light of the moon. And what luck! I see her. She looks uneasy, her face is flushed. What an indecent woman, getting drunk at this time of night. I walk up to her.
"Oh dear young miss? Have you been drinking? It's so late, why don't I walk with you home." I ask her politely, even though my heart is fueled with rage that this foolish woman. And even more luck! She agreed.
As we walked she talked about her husband so happily which only fueled my anger even more. Then I realize a dark alley is close. Perfect.
"Why don't we take a shortcut! I know one that will get both of us home quickly and safely." I guided her to the alley and took out my scissors. She noticed and was about to scream. I instantly covered her mouth to silence her for now. I took the scissors to her throat.
"That color looks so lovely on you, why don't I paint you red all over? And with these scissors it should be a simple task." I whispered to her, the terrified look on her face was priceless, but this is what she deserves for stealing my love.
"See, the more I sharpen these scissors…." I swung at her throat and a beautiful red color painted her and her kimono.
"The better they cut." I grinned happily. Then I see it. The kimono she wore. I knelt down at took it off of her and saw that no cuts were made on it. Thank goodness, because this would look much better me than her.
Now he'll come home to me.