-Day 19: Aoi the designer -


Paris….10 pm

"The fabric you requested is set to arrive tomorrow but the white outfit which had to be delivered to Japan is still here. I'll have it sent out right now…."

Aoi started to block out the words coming from his assistant as he designed a new look.

After he quit cosplay he decided to use his talents to become a designer. After years of learning in college and making a name for himself in Japan by designing the clothes for Kuuga's band, Aoi moved to Paris to expand his fashion knowledge.

Recently, there had been an increased request for his designs and now Aoi had to work overtime making sure everything was prepared on time perfectly. Aoi barely made it to Misaki's wedding more than two weeks ago.

He just wished his assistant Yuki, who he brought with him from Japan, would give him a break. He was close to snapping on the poor unsuspecting woman.

Aoi was more upset with what a client wanted to be made. Who wants a red and green dress when it's not even Christmas? And what was with all the weird patterns?

This was his destiny to save everyone with no sense of style. The design needed altering to show its beauty.

"At 6 am tomorrow the model from…."

Knock Knock!

"When I couldn't find you at your place and I was hoping you wouldn't be here in the office," Honoka said walking into the room. She'd just arrived in Paris to visit Aoi for the week.

"Honoka, I forgot," Aoi said remembering he was supposed to pick her up at the airport.

"Clearly," Honoka muttered looking around at the mess in his office.

Yuki cleared her throat. "It's my fault. I messed up his schedule."

"If you accepted coming all this way to do this wonderful job, you need to make sure everything is done right. Your mistakes reflect him and it would be a waste of time and money flying you over here to do a job you can't carry out as this is not the first time it's happened," Honoka said. Her dark aura started to spread throughout the room.

"Uhm...Sorry." Yuki said scared then bolted out the room.

Aoi couldn't blame her. Even the demon president Misaki was afraid of Honoka.

"Please don't scare my employee away," Aoi begged and came to stand in front of Honoka.

Honoka fixed his sloppy tie, a habit she did every time she saw him. "I won't as long as she does her job."

Aoi smiled at her bluntness. Ten years ago he would never imagine dating Honoka who is six years older than him. The woman scared him when he was younger but as the years went by, the more he visited the cafe, the more he enjoyed her blunt remarks. He had matured and took an interest in the woman before him. Two years ago they officially started dating even though he was making plans to live in Paris for a while.

"Satsuki will start calling once she knows you've arrived," Aoi mentioned grabbing his coat.

"Please don't answer so soon."

Honoka couldn't handle Satsuki's gushing over their relationship.

"I won't," Aoi agreed taking Honoka's hand. "I've made new outfits for you at my home."

She was one of the few people he poured all his heart into making outfits for.

"I'm excited to see them." She replied.

"Yuki, lock up the office!"

"Yes, sir!"

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