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…"
Neil 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.
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