To Overthrow The Stars

Chapter Three

Warning: light cursing (I don't think there's any but I edit as I go so I have no clue)

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"Hello! Is a Yuga Aoyama home?" I bow my head to the boy that answers the door, "I'm sorry if I mispronounced that, I speak a few languages, so it mixes sometimes." I lift my head to look at the stark blonde before me, fair pale skin and sparkly eyes some things that stand out.

"Welcome to my humble home, mademoiselle~" He bows his head to me, making a grand gesture to the area behind his fully open door, "Would you like some cheese?" He adds in a flamboyant French accent, inviting me inside.

I take off my shoes at the entrance, following the boy to the kitchen. I assume he's Yuga Aoyama based on the brief description next to his name above his address, "I'm only here for some measurements, I'll be out of your hair in a few moments. You're Yuga Aoyama, right?"

"Yes, is I, madam." He opens the cupboard- or maybe it's the fridge?- and pulls out a block wrapped in a fancy cloth, "Please, have some, craftsmen and women such as yourself need energy, yes? Eat, it's my treat." He unwraps cheese and cuts a slice for me, handing it over cautiously as to not drop it onto the floor.

I accept the cheese and take a bite from it, satisfied- and admittedly surprised- by the taste, "Thank you." I set the piece down on the counter, "May I measure you now?"

"Why of course mademoiselle." He steps into a more open area of his kitchen, and I get to work, using the tape measures from around my neck and the notepad that holds my pen as I measure, ready for each number when I need it. I nibble bits of the cheese slice Aoyama had cut when he had to stretch or move, and I was outside his house with a handful of wrapped cheese in less than fifteen minutes.

I cradle the wrapped cheese in the crook of my elbow to get a glance at the next address, the Ashido residence. The address is easy enough to remember so I fold up the paper and carry that with the cheese in one hand, notepad and pen in the other. It's not far from the Aoyama's, and apparently the seat order has something to do with proximity of homes, so Ashido sits in seat number two in her class. Interesting. I remark, knocking lightly on the door.

"Hey there!" A girl with bright pale pink skin and hair to match, that has yellow horns sticking from it, opens the door, greeting me with a bright smile. Her eyes are pitch black except for the yellow iris, which throws me off but doesn't frighten me in the slightest, being that mine glow, "What's up?"

"Just here to confirm costume measurements." Come to think of it, Aoyama never- oh well. "It'll be done in under fifteen minutes, depending on the costume design."

She squeals and opens the door super wide, "C'mon in! Please excuse the mess," She gestures to her family room as I take my shoes off, "where do you want me?"

"Anywhere open, I guess." I shrug, "The bigger the space, the better. If I have more maneuverability, I can get the measurements done quicker." I rub the back of my head sheepishly, "Sorry, I'm not much of one for conversation haha..."

"That's alright!" She leads us to her room which is magenta and black with some things having zebra stripes on it, "This good?"

"Yeah!" I try to say enthusiastically, failing, though, because my anxiety is finally taking over from the adrenaline high. We both laugh at that. When I get to measuring her, though, my body moves on it's own and my brain focuses on the task at hand rather than the fact that I have to interact with twenty people over the next couple of days.

"You're not talkative, are ya?" She comments as I wrap the measuring tape around her chest, "You're totally cool with measuring complete strangers when in the zone, but you're on edge even when doing that." She shakes her head a bit when I use the measuring tape on her shoulders, moving her hair around for easier access, "I'll teach ya how to loosen up if you'll be my apprentice, I have dance and social skills under my belt. Oh! Speaking of belt, I was thinking..."

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Next on the list is Tsuyu Asui, a frog girl from what I can tell by her description. She was super nice, although her siblings were constantly asking questions and making me uncomfortable. It's as if she could tell so she'd always shoo them away or answer for me on occasion. Apparently, she's going to have a headpiece, so I take off my special measuring tape for that and get to use it for the first time today. She was super sweet even as I was mobbed by her siblings on the way out and nearly started crying because of my anxiety.

Tenya Iida was next, and he is the most proper student I've seen thus far, chopping the air with his hands as he stood with amazingly straight posture as I measured him. I didn't like him very much because he was a damn handful all on his own, getting on my nerves as he asked every single question a person could ask in his position. Most of them were technical questions, but when he asked what I was doing every couple of minutes I was ready to leave his house and never come back.

Ochaco Uraraka was a breath of fresh air from that, her parents such polite people even though they were living in a small apartment on a rough side of town. She saved my supplies once or twice with her anti-gravity quirk which was super helpful. She didn't ask many questions, but she did ask how much it would cost, to which I said: "I have no idea, but I don't think it costs anything. At least, I wouldn't charge you." She was grateful for that, but I could hear her making a phone call to the school to confirm as I left her residence.

Mashirao Ojiro was super simple to fit being that he just wants a traditional kimono-like costume with a hole for his tail that doesn't show his underwear. I could relate, if I had a tail... He invited me to have tea with him, but I politely declined before leaving.

It was early evening when I got done with those few client's costumes, reporting to Power Loader at the school before going home. Can't wait for tomorrow. I tell myself in a semi-sarcastic tone.