Shinsenvember 1 - That Pale Blue Haori

"Yes, we know. Pale blue shows up every speck of dirt. Not to mention blood. Do you think no one's mentioned THAT before?"

"I just thought maybe a darker colour would be easier to keep clean, and we wouldn't have to do as much laundry." Poor Souma looked as though he wanted to disappear under Captain Nagakura's withering scorn but he stood his ground.

"Kid, you wanted to join the Shinsengumi, that jacket is our brand. People see a flash of blue in the corner of their eye, it reminds them to be on their best behaviour. Got that?"

"I understand, sir" said Souma resignedly.

"Keep up the good work with the laundry."


He found a more sympathetic ear among the Inspectors.

"It's not the washing that's hard, Yamazaki-san."

"Yes it is," interrupted the other page, Nomura Risaburo.

Souma frowned at him. "It's hard work. But we know what we're doing. Yukimura-senpai has been showing us all the tricks for getting out stains. But sewing back on the sleeves after they're cleaned …"

"He stabbed his hand with a needle," Nomura supplied. "And Yukimura-senpai's been gone out all day, so …"

"We were thinking, Yamazaki-san, you know about surgery, and sewing up people, so would you please show us how to stitch the sleeves back on?" The two pages bowed deeply in making their desperate request.


Notes:

And so from doctor of the Shinsengumi to Tailor of the Shinsengumi. Of course he helped them.

This came into my mind when I read about how haori and kimono sleeves were taken off for laundering then sewed back on. Also, life would be so great if everyone could just have their own Souma Kazue.