"Yes. Yes, that's good."
The morning sunlight shone on Ishana's smiling face.
"Let's go home. Our mothers will be waking up soon."
"Ah."
Ishana started walking first, with Cynthia and Kaim following close behind.
"Oh, right. Before I forget."
Ishana suddenly stopped, turned around, and handed them a business card.
"What's this?"
"My contact details and work email address. If you have any styling requests besides uniforms, please let me know. Even if I can't handle them myself, I'll send someone I know or someone from our shop out to you."
"Hehe. What a world."
Unlike the Galar Region, people in the Sinnoh Region generally didn't wear uniforms for battles. Kaim therefore thought they wouldn't have much need for Ishana's styling services.
However, Ishana's answer was different from what Kaim had expected.
"Oh, really? I think there might be something in the not-too-distant future, though?"
"Hm?"
With an enigmatic smile, Ishana approached Cynthia and whispered in her ear, keeping her words out of Kaim's hearing.
"I'm also a wedding planner. You can count on me when the time comes."
"Oh!"
Cynthia blushed and looked at Ishana, who wore an infuriating grin.
"Hm?"
Unable to hear what Ishana had said, Kaim had nothing but question marks in his head. He couldn't understand what was happening. Despite being the one getting teased, Cynthia felt a little irritated by his clueless expression and gave him a Decopin.
"Let's go."
"Honestly, Miss Ishana!"
"Why are you complaining about my sister and hitting me?"
"You don't need to know, Kaim~"
Kaim's objection was understandable, but no one here was going to listen.
"Huh? Why?"
"Hehehe, I'm going home~"
Watching Ishana walk away while humming happily, Kaim asked Cynthia to explain what she had meant.
"What was that about?"
Little Black rubbed against Kaim's leg, seemingly