strokinit Chapter 37
Chapter 37
Chapter 37
Time passed, and one day at the end of July when the heat was in full swing.
The commercial district of the capital, Lunten.
At the end of the street of clothing stores lined with flashy signboards of famous designer shops, there was also a small and rustic Becky’s building.
Becky, the owner of the clothing store, who was looking outside the shop with only the newly replaced signboard, sighed with a depressed expression and recalled a certain memory.
That was about a month ago.
***
That day, Tailor Becky visited the duke’s residence after being called by a regular customer, Princess Rubette.
Rubette had always been timid and reticent, but the atmosphere around her was different that day.
“We have a lot to talk about today.”
She said with a smile at first.
“Becky, it may feel strange, but thank you so much for making my clothes every time I call you without a sign of annoyance.”
“Pardon? What do you mean by that, Princess? There is nothing more honorable for me than making clothes for a princess, right?”
Becky, who was genuinely flustered, hurriedly waved her hand.
“You know it, don’t you, Becky? No one wants to make my dress.”
“Ah...”
Becky, who had nothing to say, scratched her cheek.
Yes. There were many skilled ‘named’ tailors in the capital, but Rubette had never worn their clothes.
The reputation of the wearer was the value of the clothes, the tailor who made the clothes, and the brand they ran.
So, of course, named tailors wanted to make clothes for ladies who were in the spotlight in the social world.
Rubette had been dealing exclusively with Becky, who had agreed even though Rubette was fat and unpopular, for a long time.
“If Becky becomes famous, will you pretend not to know me?”
“...”
At Rubette’s question, Becky’s heart ached.
‘How upset she must be...’
Becky chose her words for a long time so as not to hurt Rubette’s heart.
“That... Princess.”
“Mm.”
“It is unlikely that an incompetent tailor like me will become famous, but if such a dream happens, I would rather be so famous that no one could order clothes from me.”
“Oh, really? Unexpectedly, you’re full of ambition.”
“It’s not like that. I want to live comfortably, only making dresses for Princess Rubette. Didn’t you hear about Madame Susan?”
Becky stretched out her hand, slightly covering her mouth, and secretly whispered to Rubette.
“... She barely managed to make the dress the young lady of Pelkan County had ordered after modifying it for a week. In the end, the young lady said she didn’t like it and threw it over her head while cursing.
“Oh my, compared to your personality.
“I mean. I thought we just needed to make clothes in this line of work, but we had to do emotional labor as well.”
Becky shook her head and smiled brightly.
“So what if Madame Susan is famous and makes good money? I’m not jealous at all. Unlike Susan’s guests, my guest is this kind and friendly.”
Rubette, who paused for a moment, soon smiled brightly.
“Thanks for saying that, Becky.”
“Haha... Anyway, I don’t want to be famous. I will only take orders enough not to starve, and live by making small clothes.”
At Becky’s thought, Rubette snorted.
“Hmm, who knows? I understand that you don’t want to be tired and annoyed, but it’s a life you only live once, right? And as far as your name is concerned—”
Rubette smiled and added, tapping her head with her index finger.
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“... Pardon?”
“As Becky wishes, let’s not be a clueless tailor. It will only tire you out. If want to be famous, let’s be famous.”
“What do you...”
Smiling at Becky whose head was tilted, Rubette crossed her arms and spoke with a more confident look than anyone else.
“I’ll make you a famous tailor so that no one can order clothes from you.”
***
“Yes. Everyone is hesitant because it is their first time seeing such a design. Someone needs to start wearing it first so that the buyers can see it.”
So the point of Rubette’s words was to promote the customer by dressing them up for free.
It was a pretty good idea, but honestly, Becky didn’t expect anything at all.
‘Princess, I’m sorry, but this unconventional design is far from the trend...’
Looking at the back of the mannequins, Becky shook her head.
‘I don’t think there is an answer unless the great actress Sarah Hugo wears it and walks through the capital...’
At that moment.
As soon as she sat down in a tattered corner, the clothing store door swung open.
“S-S-Sister!”
Orland, who was cleaning outside, shouted out with an excited face.
“What? What’s going on?”
“N-N-N-N-Now...!”
“What is it? Calm down and tell me.”
“I-I can’t calm down! L-L-Look who’s o-o-outside right now!”
As Becky frowned with frustration, a carriage stopped behind Orland.
Neeeigh—
“Wow!”
It was a pretty luxurious carriage.
‘What’s this?’
As Becky wondered, two neatly dressed men got out of the carriage first. They escorted the woman who got down the carriage next.
As soon as the woman in the wide-brimmed hat got off, she immediately walked into Becky’s store under the escort of the men who spread out their parasols.
Clack, clack.
The woman’s face could not be recognized because of the strong sunlight and the hat, but her slim body and tall height naturally caught Becky’s attention.
‘Ah, is that the guest the princess was talking about?’
Becky, who had been staring blankly at the woman, hurried up to greet her.
The moment the woman stepped into the store and took off her hat.
“...!”
Becky’s eyes popped out as if they were about to fall out.
“W-What... What is...”
Was there anyone at the bottom of this capital, regardless of age or gender, who did not know that woman’s face?
“S-S-S-Sarah Hugo...?”
Yes, Sarah Hugo.
It was the real Sarah Hugo.
The great actor of the capital, who appeared with gorgeous blonde hair, tilted her head and asked.
“Is this
Even a light nod was like an angel’s movement.
“S-S-Sarah... Hu...”
In place of Becky, who had lost her soul, Orland, who had barely come to his senses, answered vigorously.
“Yes! You’re right! This is Madame Becky’s clothing store
“I’ve come to the right place.”
Sarah approached Becky and shook hands.
“I heard that you are a good tailor. I want you to make my dress.”
“Pardoon? M-M-Me? I’m Sarah’s—”
“Yes.”
Sarah smiled and added.
“From today onwards.”
“...”
A moment of silence.
“Oh my goodness! Are you okay, Madame Becky?”
Becky, an unknown tailor, was so surprised that she fainted in happiness.