"Mizuki, Mizuki!" Garden scampers up to Mizuki, shaking her frantically. "You need to help us take care of that kid over there."
[Not Cut Out for Babysitting Blunders: Commission Accepted]
Mizuki stares blankly. "How did you get yourself in this position?"
Garden speaks with elaborate hand gestures, gaze frequenting between the child and Mizuki nervously, "My brother and I—We wanted to find a way to earn for ourselves since Mother's having a hard time at the restaurant—"
"Do you know what he likes?" Mizuki turns to Garden. She shakes her head. Mizuki's heart falls because God, children are such a big responsibility. Steeling herself for what she has ahead, she approaches the child with cautious steps, leaning in front of him. Mizuki reaches a hand out towards the child. "Hello, I'm Mizuki, what's your name?" she tries to make her voice sound welcoming. The child stops, raising his gaze to Mizuki cautiously.
