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Neil froze, and his expression changed almost swiftly.
Measuring the crotch length of the pants?
Right, the brand designers would measure him everywhere for the most accurate measurements when they came
to take his measurements for customized clothing in the past too.
Those designers were men, though! Now that it was Aurelia doing it…
Neil’s heart dropped, and he glared at her suddenly. There was faint anger in his deep voice.
“Do you measure the other customers like this too?”
“…”
“You measure the crotch length for other men!?”
Neil’s shout nearly flipped the roof off.
Aurelia closed her eyes before opening them slowly. It took everything in her to force the corners of her lips into a
smile.
“No…”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNeil paused.
“Uncle, I didn’t,” Aurelia explained softly. “I-I’m only in charge of embroidery and tailoring now. I don’t measure
customers…
“Y-You’re the first one.”
Neil seemed to feel better upon hearing what she said. He was her first man.
“Cough.” He cleared his throat and suddenly thought of something when he saw the measurements she had jotted
down on the notepad.
“You’re done measuring?”
“Mm, I’m done,” Aurelia answered honestly.
“Then…” He paused. “How’s my size?”
“Pretty good!” Aurelia picked up the notepad for a look. She did a brief calculation, and he basically had perfect
proportions.
“Oh, pretty good?” He lowered himself slightly. “So, you’re happy with the size?”
“Mm, yeah!”
The tips of Neil’s ears went pink. Why did it sound… kind of ambiguous?
Despite that, Aurelia looked indifferent, still wearing a pure smile. It seemed that she had yet to pick up the essence
of the language.
Neil chuckled. He caught a glimpse of two sets of clothes on the rack when she was taking his measurements
earlier.
Those were Southeast Aciatic’s most traditional clothing. There were embroidery and flowers made of beads on
them, and the colors were bright and auspicious like they were wedding clothes.
“Those are for customers?” he asked Aurelia.
Aurelia took a look. “No, those are samples!”
“Samples?”
“Yeah, they’re made by a few embroidery artists in the shop. The boss made wedding dresses in the past, and then
she expanded the business, but she’s not abandoning her familiar ground. Besides, many people in Southeast
Aciatic opt for handmade wedding clothes when they get married, so she has asked us to make two to display by
the door.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“But those are obviously a man and a woman’s style.”
“Mm, it’s a pair!” Aurelia grinned. “Naturally, the wedding clothes have to be for the man and woman each!”
“Hmm…” Neil paused for a few seconds before he said, “Go, change into it!”
“Huh?”
Aurelia thought she had misheard and stared at Neil while the latter kept his hands on his band with a nonchalant
look.
“Well… I’m doing this for your sake. You made the clothes, and you have to sell them, right? I’ll wear them and take
a few photos. They’ll sell for sure!”
Aurelia thought about it and found that it made sense. The man was an award-winning actor to start with—even
though his popularity in Southeast Aciatic was unlike Centrolis.
“What’s there to consider?” Neil frowned. “Do you know that I usually charge to put on outfits and pose for
photos?”
Aurelia quickly removed the clothes from the mannequin to let Neil change into them.
“The woman’s one too.” The man’s aloof voice rang. “You change into it!”
“Huh? Oh…” Aurelia thought about it and changed.
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