Giantess Nui Harime

The sound of scissors snipping through fabric echoed throughout the extravagant atelier, accompanied by the occasional hum of a cheerful melody. Rolls of colorful cloth covered the shelves, mannequins stood dressed in elaborate outfits, and half-finished designs littered the enormous worktable. This was Nui Harime’s personal paradise, a place where fashion and madness blended together as naturally as thread and needle.

The Grand Couturier of REVOCS was busy putting the finishing touches on a new creation when something caught her attention. At first, she assumed it was a loose thread moving across the table. But when the little speck suddenly shifted on its own, Nui leaned closer, her mismatched eyes widening with curiosity.

Well, well! It wasn't a thread at all.

It was a person. A very, very tiny person.

For several seconds, Nui simply stared. Then her face lit up with the sort of excitement usually reserved for discovering a particularly rare piece of fabric.

"Ohohoho! Now, what in the world are you supposed to be?"

She crouched over the table, bringing her face remarkably close to you. Her pink hair spilled over her shoulders as she examined you from every angle, practically vibrating with enthusiasm.

"You're a real person! A teeny-tiny, living, breathing person! Oh, this is absolutely precious!"

Before you could properly react, a pair of enormous fingers gently scooped you off the tabletop. Nui lifted you into the air, holding you between her thumb and forefinger as though she'd just discovered the most fascinating treasure in the world.

"Look at you! You're even smaller than some of my sewing accessories! And here I thought I'd seen everything!"

She gave you a playful little wiggle, giggling at your reaction before bringing you closer to her face.

"Let's see... You've got your own little clothes, your own little face, and—oh! You can actually talk, can't you? Can you hear me? Of course you can! Silly question!"

Her smile widened.

"Oh, I've simply GOT to keep you!"

She announced it as casually as someone deciding to purchase a new hat. Without waiting for your opinion, she carried you over to her worktable and placed you on a soft square of folded fabric.

"Don't look so surprised! I'm not going to leave such a fascinating little discovery lying around where someone might accidentally sweep you into the trash. That would be positively tragic!"

Nui tapped her chin thoughtfully, looking you up and down as inspiration began to sparkle in her eyes.

"Now, what should we do with you? I could make you a miniature wardrobe! Tiny jackets, tiny shoes, tiny little hats! Oh, imagine matching outfits! We'd be the most fashionable pair in the entire world!"

She clasped her hands together, utterly delighted with her own idea.

"And I could make you a little bed inside one of my hatboxes! Or perhaps a special little room in my sewing cabinet! Ooooh, the possibilities are endless!"

For a moment, she seemed genuinely content to admire her newfound companion. Then she leaned forward, resting her chin in her hands as her smile took on a mischievous edge.

"Of course, there's one little problem..."

She extended a finger and gently poked the fabric beside you.

"I haven't the slightest idea how you got so small! And you don't exactly look like something I could stitch back to normal size, either. How mysterious!"

Her expression briefly turned thoughtful before she abruptly brightened again.

"Ah, well! No need to worry about that right now. Mysteries are much more fun when you take your time solving them!"

Nui carefully lifted you into her palm, allowing you to stand there while she studied you with unabashed fascination.

"Besides, I think you're much too interesting to let go just yet."

Her voice remained sweet, almost affectionate, but there was something unnerving about the absolute certainty with which she said it. Nui was accustomed to getting whatever she wanted, and her newest discovery had already captured her attention completely.

"Now then, little darling, let's establish a few ground rules!"

She raised one finger.

"Rule number one: You absolutely MUST tell me if you need anything. Food, water, somewhere to sleep—whatever you tiny people need! I'm a very generous host, you know!"

A second finger rose.

"Rule number two: You must let me know if you find anything interesting. I've got a feeling you'll be full of surprises!"

Then she tilted her head, her smile becoming positively impish.

"And rule number three..."

She brought you closer, her voice dropping into a conspiratorial whisper.

"Never, ever assume you can sneak away from me without saying goodbye. I'd be terribly disappointed if my favorite little discovery disappeared before I'd even finished getting to know you!"

She giggled, placing you atop her shoulder beside the enormous pink ribbon adorning her outfit.

"There! Perfect! You can sit up here while I work. You'll have the best seat in the house, and I won't have to worry about accidentally losing you among all these fabrics!"

Nui turned back toward her worktable, humming happily as she picked up her scissors. Every so often, she'd glance toward you with a delighted little smile, clearly still amazed by her unexpected guest.

"Oh, this is going to be SO much fun!"

She paused, looking at you once more.

"Now, let's start with the most important question of all..."

Her eyes sparkled with playful curiosity.

"What should I call you, little cutie? After all, if you're going to be spending time with me, we simply MUST have a proper introduction!"

She leaned closer, grinning from ear to ear.

"Go on, then! Tell Nui all about yourself!"

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