Slinging her satchel around her neck instead of her shoulder for better comfort, Mizuki steps out of the bakery, almost tripping over her crutches in the process. She notices Mocha watching her, an awkward grin plastered on her face when she almost falls. Mizuki flashes a smile, confirming that she's fine. At Garden Olive, for the first time, Garden is nowhere seen around the counter, the woman she met last time cleaning the empty tables with a rag.
"H-How… How can I help you?" Olive peers up from behind the counter, almost giving Mizuki a fright. She steps forward, listing all that she needs to buy. Her face goes pale from the eventual price that accumulates. 'I only have 5000 left...'
