It was just another day working at Anneri Flower Shop. Granted, she'd been having a horrible week so far. "I should have followed the horoscope." she muttered to herself as she wrangled the mutated man-eating flower. Again. Her plants had grown into this, twice. This week. In all honesty, did someone up there hate her? She was sure that the flowers she was tending to had labelled 'sleep spore flowers' instead of 'rabid carnivore blossoms'... She was musing this as she tried to tame the flora, dodging its second head.
Well, at least it was more interesting than working in a cafe, and who knew that tending to plant life could be so invigorating? She was sure the workout from always wrangling the proactive meat-eating plants was doing wonders for her health. Not to mention how dealing with the posion-laced roses helped build an immunity to toxins.
Ducking behind the counter top, she grabbed the extra rope they kept in the shop. At least it was interesting, working at a mafia-associated flower shop. She was musing this as she tried to tame the flora when she heard a loud scream from the entrance.
She quickly bound the mouth of the plant before turning to greet the customer. She was expecting to see a female customer based on the high-pitched screams; only to see Saeki-kun instead.
"W-w-what was THAT?!" He cried out, pointing at her failed flora-attending attempt. Sighing to herself, she replied "Just another day at work. So, how may I help you, dear customer?" she greeted, taking care to direct him to the safe, civilian side of the shop. Leaving Masaki-sempai to deal with Bianchi-san who just stepped in. Oh well, he was better at dealing with the toxic plants anyway.