Spice [NaNoWriMo 2023 Winner]

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Yuuri was back at work, his phone turned up to max volume, with Roswell on his heels he needed to be sure to keep in close contact with his sister. Mari was looking into everyone, and he meant everyone.

She was combing every person in his studio with a fine toothed comb, people in Japan and in the states were being torn down to their bare files. She even went as far as to go through Victor and Malee's files, calling them both behind his back. Malee had cried, apologizing for nothing because Mari had just finished with her interrogation. Phichit had been angry about it and Victor had texted him several paragraphs of question marks.

Yuuri called his Bunny to let him know what was happening and Victor shrugged it off.

"We're not doing anything wrong, right?" He asked and at the time Yuuri had agreed. They were not doing anything illegal and if pressed Yuuri was simply paying the man a fair wage for modeling his designs.

This didn't help anything and Yuuri wondered if it wasn't someone on the inside and maybe someone else entirely. He asked Mari if they should hire a private investigator and the woman hung up seconds later and Yuuri sighed.

His phone pinged and he found himself in a new group chat with Phichit and several other designers.

Okay, after the entire Mari fiasco I think we need to figure out what is going on Phichit typed out.

Please tell me she didn't call ALL of you guys too Yuuri groaned as several people started typing.

Not me, but your sister isn't subtle. This was the Disney Villain guy he had made friends with during fashion week last year.

There were several other people who agreed that while they hadn't gotten the Mari special, they were worried. Roswell had been sending her people to everyone's workplace and causing problems. She was either stupid or desperate but Yuuri was glad he wasn't the only one she was targeting. Everyone standing at the top of it all was getting their doors knocked down.

Roswell was trying to scare them, and it had almost worked.

Yuuri and the group collectively decided that Roswell was no longer worth the pain and effort. If she wanted to steal their ideas and try and pass them off as her own, let her. She would have to deal with the fallout all on her own, this industry was cut throat at worst and she had just pissed off everyone.

They agreed to stop hiding their designs and collections, they agreed to let her walk their stores unguarded. She would have free reign on their collections and designs and they would see who were the better creators.

I'll tell Mari to call Malee and apologize to her too, and let her know what's happening, she won't be happy with it but she needs to chill Yuuri typed into the group chat.

Thanks, Yuuri, She's not an anxious person, you can imagine how I felt seeing her bawling like that. Phichit responded.

Yuuri sighed and let the group continue their conversations as he looked up at his new collection. He grabbed all the pictures and inspiration ideas and headed downstairs. Yuri's love for tigers had rubbed off on him and Yuuri decided to put an entire theme around endangered animals. He had researched and created colour swatches. He was pinning them to the board and his team surrounded him, watching the man explain the entire situation.

"Roswell is desperate, everyone knows her tricks and we all know what she is capable of, so we are going to let her burn herself down. Ignore her, keep working, no interruptions this time, she and her team are not as good as us. We are more than just co-workers, we are friends and I apologize for my sister."