When Ageha's order arrived, she took out an old sewing set from some shelf – she probably found it sometime earlier – and started working.
Although the dress didn't quite fit her body, she used the cloth she ordered to modify it. It seemed like she planned this out beforehand, and her work was unexpectedly skillful.
At first, I watched over her so she didn't hurt herself, but she handled needles and scissors carefully enough that I had no reason to worry.
Anyway, as Ageha was absorbed in her work, I decided to leave her alone and keep away like before.