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꒰ྀི ✧ — @frozcnlight asked: She doesn't know Misha but she's still silently sliding adoption papers to them. Adoption is her hobby-
↳ -: ˚ʚ ( Unprompted ) ɞ˚ :-
‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑶𝒉ㅤ—ㅤ𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝑶𝑭𝑭𝑰𝑪𝑰𝑨𝑳. Who even signed these ? The Family ?
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI guess I'm ADOPTED now !ㅤ❜
‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑶𝒉ㅤ—ㅤ𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. Lunch was in fact a thing that he probably should have been doing. How did he even manage to be late for LUNCH of all things ? Maybe he was just too used to working at the Sky Casino.
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤSome good came out of the situation though; mainly the newfound state of that hallway. Everything in that room was so clean that one could EASILY make out the details of their reflection on the floors and even the freshly polished tables and vases. The nearby room that the woman would peer into was just as spotless as well. Judging by the look on his face, it was clear the child was intent on giving the same treatment to EVERY room in the hotel.
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤㅤ—ㅤBut maybe he SHOULD take a break first. The only thing he's had to eat that day was toast and milk after all.
˚˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤOkay, Miss Miran ! Let me put all of this stuff away so no one trips ! Maybe we can eat lunch TOGETHER !ㅤ❜
@indeliblepromise asked: ' Miss Miran ! Where should I clean up next ? ' ( Misha )
Random ask? - always accepted
“My god, Misha! Did you work until now?”.
The heiress’ eyes widened in surprise upon finding the youngling busy in one of the hotel’s hallways. She had been worried upon not finding them in the restaurant, nor in the break room for those who worked in the service and seeing them here now, it only occurred to her that maybe nobody told them about the current break time.
From the corner of her eyes she saw the room that was just cleaned and her lips parted slightly in surprise, “Did you clean this all by yourself?”. Usually she was nobody who busied herself with the work done by her employees - she had her managers and those underneath them but still on high position who did so. Actually, their question alone might already break the trust of those, if she were to reply to it. Would it mean after all, that they got ignored in the hierarchy and though Miran wanted to keep it as flat as possible, she could not avoid its existence completely. Else, a huge business as this hotel wouldn’t run the way it should.
Miran didn’t enter the room, but she drew closer to the open door frame, but then remembered why she was there and shook her head at herself, “Misha, you shouldn’t skip lunch. How about we get you something to eat before you continue working? I admire that you seem so motivated, but your health is an important matter too.”, a smile graced her lips as she talked.
"You're not here as an employee, but as my adopted child. Take as many breaks as you can. The only reason why I let you work is because I wish to see every of my children happy.".
‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤOh, only if you'd like ! I'd HATE to trouble you, Miss Miran !ㅤ❜
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 Miss Miran wasn't capable of the task (ㅤ—ㅤlittle did he know that she actually WASN'T ). He was just a little TOO used to taking on all of the work himself. As he starts gathering up the supplies and the tools, he continued to listen to her words.
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤA big buffet ? He'd never seen THAT in the hotel before ! His skills weren't exactly in the dining areaㅤ—ㅤso that was definitely part of the reason he hadn't quite taken a REAL good look there yet.
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI'll promise I'll eat enough, Miss Miran ! Butㅤ—ㅤI'm not QUITE sure about my spice tolerance !ㅤ❜
“I had the intention to eat with you. In order to ensure that you’re eating enough.”, she spoke, delighted that he wouldn’t struggle against the idea of lunch. There had been quite a handful internships and employees that would deny to take care of themselves. At least until they witnessed her ‘wrath’ - which was just aggressively shoving them into the restaurant area and watch every single bite they’d take while wearing an unsatisfied expression until they ate enough.
It was rather refreshing that Misha wasn’t like this.
“If you allow me I can help you with putting them away.”, she offered, though in all honesty - she didn’t know where they put the tools. She had her own work, the managers where the ones who overlooked the departments they managed - it was none of Miran’s business, she was just gear that ensured that everything was running the way it should. Which was stressful enough.
“At lunch time we always have a large buffet that goes from bland food to rather spicy.”, Miran explained, even though nobody asked. She just wished that they knew what awaited them, “Though, there is also the possibility to order. We try to cover every guest’s wishes as good as possible.”.
‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ' 𝑯𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒚 'ㅤ—ㅤ𝒐𝒉, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 ! Hotel Sky Cloud alone was an entirely new experience for him; let alone places outside of Japan. It was obvious from the look on his face that he was definitely EAGER to learn more about the woman's birthplace and what it was like.
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤBut . . .
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe boy frowns as he watches the woman CLEARLY struggle with the tools. Were they too heavy for her or something ? Either way, this simply WOULDN'T do. A gloved hand reaches out; offering aid to the woman.
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤAre you SURE you don't want me to help with that, Miss Miran ? It's really no trouble ! I do stuff like this ALL the time !ㅤ❜
"Misha, you could never trouble me.", she spoke with gentleness lacing her voice, "You are part of our family and even if you were not, you can always feel free to ask for help whenever you need it.". Miran helped to carry some of the tools, pickung them up rather clumsily as she never even held them once in her life. Her father would always say to not get her hands dirty with such items, but she was never one to care whenever her parents didn't see it anyway.
"That's fine though. As said, we also have more bland food for those who cannot handle spice well. People in Japan in general don't seem to eat as much spice as we do in my home country.", oh, how she had hated the food back in her childhood before she got slowly used to it. It was one of the reasons for the existence of the more spicy variants of food.
She just couldn't miss out the spice for too long.
"You can start with that and slowly go to the spicier one, if you feel like trying out you know."