"Good afternoon Hanazawa-san, I was asked to deliver this to you for the sewing club." Nathan holds out a metal tin with a canvas covering and what appears to be an introductory letter. [ @daily-rubbersoul-redux ]
Yomi squints at Nathan apprehensively, not making any move to accept the items.
“...What are you giving this to me for...? I... Didn’t sign up for your club.”
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