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— Is this naiveté or overconfidence? — Yumiko stares into Futabe’s eyes, trying to understand what motivated her. — I wasn’t planning to offer more than 200, at best 250, but if you really need the money...
She pauses for a few minutes, thinking deeply about something, then picks up a notebook and pencil, calculates some expenses and approximate profits, and draws something.
— Then we’ll change the costume to this.
She shows a new sketch:
— I’ll handle the product delivery myself, and we’ll set up a small cafe in a separate part of the premises for you. You’ll bring orders to customers, smile sweetly, entertain them, and so on... for 500/OS.