Mirrors shopkeeper Misa welcomed me with a refreshing business smile. The brown bob cut moves softly, and the hands that are put together in front of the belly are so beautiful. However, somehow Smile seemed to have a shadow. Yes, there is a glimpse of the frustration that only sales staff can understand, and bad sales stick to their heads and never leave.
"What's the long story in the store, so please go to the reception room in the back."
"Are you sure you want to be a lady?"
"Okay, tell Barry that it will be a little late."
"Understood"
Claris went to Barry, the coachman, and soon returned.
"Elie, how about this?"
Amy, who was wandering around the store, spread her clothes with joy.
It is written on the price tag as a new work.
So to speak, a brown, sloppy leather dress is made with a slim silhouette and a large round collar. It is not a traditional defensive design that covers the entire neck and back. This is a designer's sense.
"I think my sister looks good on anything."
"Think about it, Ellie"
Amy is cute because she is a little fluffy and looks at her eyebrows.
"Why don't you try it on later?"
The owner, Misa, smiled and received a leather dress from Amy and smiled.
"Yes, I will!"
"Please go here"
Me, Amy and Claris were passed to the back of the store. Inside, clothes in the middle of measurement, cardboard for design, rulers and scissors are scattered on the workbench. Further back there was a drawing room with a sofa and desk that would be used for brief discussions and transactions. The desk was made of the same chalk wood as the entrance.
"Is that clothing designer Misa-san?"
"No, it was made by my younger brother. It's still half a serving, but I think he has talent."
When I sat down, a young man about the same age as Ellie brought tea.
It's a pretty young man. He wears a hunting cap with a large head, a dark blue shirt and gray trousers. The shape is not so good, but it doesn't look fashionable. A glance at the eyes and a nod.
"My brother Joe."
Joe took the hunting cap with a rough hand and greeted him unfriendlyly. Brown hair pops out of his hat and hides his forehead. I was observing us closely to see if I was curious.
"Sorry for not being amiable"
"Yes, that's okay. What was the intention of designing that new work?"
"See Joe, don't shut up and answer."
Re-wearing the hunting cap annoyingly, Joe spread his hands.
"All the clothes these days are huge, so I thought it would be nice to have thin lines. That's it."
"Is it going to be popular?"
"I think there are people who feel good"
"Which age group did you make it for?"
"For young women"
This young man named Joe realizes that something is wrong with the current fashion.
No matter what you think, there are too few variations. There are no plaids, stripes, or polka dots, which is a design that will definitely come out if you are thinking of clothes that sell normally. Does it exist in fashion 100 years ago on earth? Is it funny?
I was expecting a lot of fashion from another world.
Somehow, I had a lot of delusions, such as a blunt design and a rugged armor that hides only the chest.
"So the story is over? Is it okay because I have a job?"
"Joe! I'm really sorry for being naive."
"Yeah, I don't mind. I'm sorry I stopped you at work."
Joe glanced at me and unpleasantly frowned and tried to leave the room with just his neck.
I understand. It's really annoying to talk about extra things during work. Especially if it's a concentrated job. Yeah, it can't be helped.
But the words I heard as I left stopped my thoughts for a moment.
I heard him whispering, "Wow fat."
Joe bows in front of the door and tries to leave.
Hey shit kid.
You're not on the right track.
It goes up to playfulness such as fat at the first meeting. Moreover, this is a customer. I don't know if I can make a nice design, but the business isn't quite there.
I stood up silently.
Everyone looks up at me.
"Wait you"
Joe, who was shocked by my voice, turned to me.
"I used to say fat to customers."
"No ... no, I'm like that ..."
"I could hear you"
"Let me see..."
"How about to be honest?"
"Disagreeable...…"
It looks like it's done.
"If you tell the truth, I'll give you an opportunity to forgive."
"..."
"What if I say it like a man !!?"
"I'm sorry!"
The young man apologized by lowering the tray.
"Joe! What are you doing !!"
Misa turned her face bright red and yelled at her with no rush.
"Because, too ..."
"Go over there!"
"It's good, Misa-san."
I stood up and faced him drooling.
"Joe, look over here."
The moment I raised my face, I stretched his cheeks quite strongly.
There is a banging sound.
Everyone lost their words.
At first glance, a girl who couldn't kill insects got angry and did a strong slap. No wonder.
"Don't be joking about saying that to a woman around the age, because it will hurt you a lot."
"... It was bad."
"What do you do when you tell the person that you are fat?"
"No matter what you say"
"Does anyone get it?"
"No ... I won't ..."
"You shouldn't say that the body is what you care about most. No matter how much you care about it. You should keep it in your chest, no matter how much you think about it. Do you understand? Can't you even do that? "
"So you can!"
"Then do that from now on"
I said what I wanted to say and sat down in a chair.
Claris nods mysteriously, and the owner Misa bows her head many times.
Amy is surprised and has her mouth open.
Joe left the room with his head down.
I thought I had done too much, but I'm sorry I have to do it that much. Ellie is a fat, ugly and acne-friendly lady. Only me and Elie can call Elie fat.
Besides, it is not a bad business method to gain an advantage from the missteps of the other party.
I cut it out before the superiority was scattered.
"What is the story?"
The owner, Misa, apparently picked up Bob Cut a couple of times to regain his temper.
"It's about the frills on the skirt that Miss Ellie was talking about the other day."
"I'm not saying that things in your store are bad."
"I know that, but please tell me what's wrong."
"Well, which side is it?"
I pretended not to understand on purpose.
"The lady should make the skirt thinner. Why?"
"Because I don't want to do it"
"But that shape is the current fashion."
"Fashion, hey ..."
Crawl around and choose words.
"Why did Misa decide to open this shop? It would have been difficult to become the owner of such a wonderful shop even though she was young."
Diverting the story, I smiled. Misa had a younger brother's failure, and since she was just begging for teaching, she was able to easily deal with my small talk.
"It was an old dream."
"By the way ... this was a butcher before, young lady."
Claris quietly puts his hands together.
"Yes, my dad used to run a butcher shop for generations. Ten years ago, a big butcher shop and a steak shop were built on the main street, so the number of customers gradually went away, and the stress of sales and business maintenance made him sick. I got sick. "
After that, the whole family tried to rebuild the shop, but in the end, it seems that the mother and mass, who are like amateurs, did not work alone and decided to close the butcher shop before borrowing money.
When it came to talking about what to do with the site, he said he built a personal clothing store using the money saved by Misa, who was a maid of a famous aristocrat. Although my mother was quite opposed to it, my younger brother Joe, who was aiming to become a painter, persuaded me to open the business, and I managed to do it for a year without crushing the store.
However, management is difficult. Even if it is not enough to destroy the savings by management, the situation is that the savings will eventually run out due to living expenses, even if it is barely in the black. I don't have the money to develop new clothes.
Even if you rent it, you need to secure this shop and land, so you can't do it because you're afraid to lose it. Joe goes to work and uses the money he saves to release new works. It's a blockade in all directions. Well, from my point of view, it's not blocked at all.
Claris, who is fragile, wipes her tears with a handkerchief.
In order to hear the story so far, I actually used various sales techniques.