The Magical Garment Factory and the Zephyricloth
Goodness. There really is no predicting things.
The sunlight that streamed through the window and reflected on the glossy wooden floor was dazzlingly bright. The young woman blinked once against it before signing a document with a slightly trembling hand.
Head Manager of the Magical Garment Factory, Lucia Fano—she didn’t like how childish her handwriting looked.
Lucia was a clothier who designed and created garments. However, up until two months prior, her main line of work had been making socks and gloves at her family of five’s workshop. She had occasionally worked elsewhere too, but nearly every day, she had worked a knitting machine or sewed. However, today she was signing her name on a document in black ink on the stately desk of her office as the head manager of the Magical Garment Factory, a factory affiliated with the Tailors’ Guild.
“Thank you, Head Manager Fano. With that, the transfer of the Magical Garment Factory is officially complete. If any concerns should arise while you make use of it, please feel free to contact me regardless of the time.”
The man in the elegant dark brown suit took the document with a smile. He was the architect and the supervisor of the construction of the Magical Garment Factory. The building was, as he’d said, officially theirs. Just a moment ago, the two of them, along with the factory personnel, had toured the building to make sure everything was in line with the design specifications.
The Magical Garment Factory was brand sparkling new; construction had just been completed yesterday. It was a sturdy three-story building made of reddish brick. It even had space in the back for carriages to stop and for horses to rest.
The building’s interior design was equally splendid. Lucia’s office had ivory-colored walls and dark brown wooden floors. The furnishings had a classic style and were reddish-brown in color, and a low-pile red rug blanketed the floor.
The workrooms’ floors had no rugs and instead were furnished with floorboards that wouldn’t easily trap dust. The large workbenches that filled the rooms were free of any scratches.
This interior design had been completed in such a short period of time. Lucia reflected on just how hard the workers must have pushed themselves to produce this level of quality so quickly.
“Thank you so much for this wonderful, beautiful building. We will come to
