Chapter 6

Ashtelin entered the boutique with the goal of buying pretty clothes and going on a picnic with cats and living as a rich unemployed woman.

Niloeda Boutique’s chief seamstress came to meet her.

Ada looked like she was already in a very bad mood, probably because of Ashtelin.

“Lady Ashtelin, it’s been a long time since you’ve visited us. I’m Ada, head of the Niloeda boutique and chief seamstress.”

However, with a firm attitude, Ashtelin gave her a pass.

In the past, Ashtelin had a memory of being angry at Ada, for why she couldn’t make simple clothes and embroider jewelry onto the dress.

‘Oh, I suddenly remember this dark history,’ Ashtelin thought calmly, determined to quickly forget it.

“I’m here to order clothes.”

She, the goddess of wealth, couldn’t stand her rugged clothes.

That’s why she decided to buy clothes first.

Fortunately, it was not an era with corsets, so only dresses and light pajamas were needed.

“Lady Ashtelin, do you want me to show you the ready-made racks?”

Ada said this cautiously.

Usually, Ashtelin doesn’t look for ready-made clothes.

However, the Ashtelin now was advised to do so.

Lady Clemence, the society’s butterfly, often buys ready-made clothes.

Ashtelin agreed to do it.

‘Let’s do that for now.’

Ada was embarrassed.

Ashtelin Pharadi was a little different from usual.

First of all, she was a little shocked by Ashtelin’s presence, and her imposing attitude was somewhat embarrassing too.

However, Ada skillfully guided various aristocrats to the inside of the boutique with experience.

She calmed down her heart.

Ashelin and her party entered the boutique.

The glass chandelier glistened brilliantly.

A small fountain in the lobby was sprouting water elegantly.

Ashtelin grinned at the sight.

‘How much do I want to spend today?’

Let’s buy all the dresses and sparkly jewelry to your heart’s content!

Ashtelin went all the way to the interior of the boutique.

The inside of the boutique was designed to be perfect and beautiful.

It was definitely a beauty that seemed to be embroidered by a talented craftsman.

Ashtelin looked through the works, taking one step by step inside the boutique.

Glass chandeliers were firmly fixed under the high ceiling, its sparkle reflecting off delicate statues.

By the way,

Something was out of the ordinary.

“There’s no one here. It’s suspicious.”

Ferdnan must have felt the same way she had.

“Yes, Ferdnan. Did you also get a weird hunch?”

“That’s true. The air in this place seems dead. Like no one has ever been here.”

“Does this boutique suffer financially?” Ashtelin said oddly.

Ferdnan and Ashtelin were right.

Usually, the norm for boutiques of this size was there being a lot of people inside.

In society, most of the time, seamstresses were called to mansions or the nobles enjoyed private shopping.

However, lower-class aristocrats often visited boutiques.

Ashtelin never asked for a private shopping trip, and these days, dresses are better if you look for yourself.

It was time to ask somebody.

It was a strange situation indeed.

“Oh, is it because only the boutique that Clemence uses survived?”

It was Ada’s cautious voice that broke her worries.

“A little bit of financial difficulty… but it’s not something we can’t solve, Lady. There are ready-made fans, shoes, and hats if you go inside. You can look at the dress here.”

That was a lot of money, not a little bit, but Ada decided to hide it.

Ashtelin Pharadi couldn’t help them solve their financial problems.

As Ada had guessed, Ashtelin glanced at her with an uninterested look.

She headed towards the hangers on which the dresses were hung.

There were colorful dresses that were apparently created by seamstresses working under Ada and other Niloeda boutiques.

‘It’s so pretty, but it’s such a waste that I can’t hire them.’

The dress with a meticulous leopard print on top of the red fabric caught her eye at once.

The bluish boat neck type dress was colorful with frills as it went down to the hem of the skirt.

The black dress, which covers the entire arm, had an opal in the center of the chest, which was a seemingly simple but eye-catching design.

Ashtelin looked at each dress.

A variety of designs, beautiful jewelry, and fancy dresses that lavishly used high-quality fabrics passed her gaze.

There were so many dresses, more than fifty in total.

She can’t choose because they were all pretty.

Ashtelin looked at Ferdnan with a cautious face.

“Which of these do you think would suit me, Ferdnan?”

“I don’t know the taste of humans.”

At Ferdnan’s emphatic words, chief seamstress Ada glanced over and stopped.

He seemed to be an escort driver, but his way of speaking was so carefree.

Ada also added the words, “You’re blond, so you’ll look good in a flower crown.”

“I see.”

“I’m going to buy a flower crown, but I’m going to be extravagant, so I want to buy something with jewels attached.”

“What may you be looking for?”

Looking at Ashtelin, who had no response, Ada bit her lips.

Ashtelin, who visited Niloeda Boutique, often used to play tricks and mockery on her.

But Ada had to do her best to help her.

To overcome their financial difficulties.

“What do you want, Lady?”

“Wait—I’m still looking.”

Ada bit her lips as she listened to Ashtelin.

“L-lady Clemence likes to wear flower crowns these days.”

In fact, it was more of a cheat key.

Ashtelin Pharadi’s mind-wrenching words would make anyone think she wants to imitate Clemence.

Ada looked carefully at Ashtelin’s eyes.

“Really? It must be pretty.”

But that was the end of it.

The name Clemence didn’t seem to work on Ashelin now.

“Yes? All right, Lady…”

Ada’s back felt stiff from this surprise in addition to being embarrassed.

Ashtelin seemed to have changed.

Come to think of it, Ada thought she had heard some rumors going around in high society.

As Ada moved away, Ferdnan looked at her and whispered quietly.

“Ashtelin, why does she keep mentioning the name of a woman named Clemence?”

“Cause I’ve been trying to copy Clemence all the time.”

“………I don’t think you’re going to do that though.”

It was true.

Whatever you change to, you will feel like you are in a state of transformation.

‘This red dress looks interesting.’

Ashtelin glanced at the mirror next to the dress hanger.

Ferdnan was right.

She was destructively lovely and beautiful enough to suit anything.

It was hard to understand that Ashtelin would copy others because she didn’t get love.

But as she recalled all of Ashtelin’s memories, she could see why her self-esteem was so low.

Ashtelin gave a deep sigh.

“……Lady Ashtelin, have you made up your mind?”

Ada whispered as if she had prepared herself.

Perhaps she thinks that Ashtelin will start up a mess again.

That was because Ada thought she wanted to copy Clemence.

But Ashtelin had no intention of doing so.

“From here to here.”

Meanwhile, Ada closed her eyes tightly.

Ashtelin might be copying Lady Clemence’s clothes.

It was sad to have to swallow her pride as a chief seamstress and accept her words.

She wished Niloeda Boutique’s financial strength was strong enough not to accept such orders!

But since she became a second-tier boutique that couldn’t even produce Lady Clemence’s dress, she didn’t even know where to start paying debts.

“Yes, Lady Pharadi?”

Ada, who was also the operator of the boutique, also wants to protect her pride as a seamstress.

Ashtelin was looking at her with her arms crossed.

“Give me everything. Oh, and I’m going to wear that red dress over there and wear a jeweled flower corsage on my head. So help me get ready to change.”

Ada shouted loudly as she listened to Ashtelin. “Lady Ashtelin, you don’t have the same charm as Lady Clemence to copy her clothes… Oh, what?”

It was a remark that burst out with impatience.

“What?”

Ada’s pride as a chief seamstress withered.

She was determined to be yelled at, and she paused at the moment.

“I think you misunderstood.”

“L-lady. What, what did you say?”

“I asked for all the clothes and accessories here.”

Ashtelin raised her eyebrows with an uncomfortable face.

“What? Did you say, all… of it?”

“Yes. Oh, and there’s one more thing I want.”

“Yes, except for dresses and accessories, we don’t have any merchandise for sale………. what do you want?”

The seamstress checked her own expression with a perplexed look.

Ashtelin looked at Ada and opened her mouth.

“Niloeda Boutique’s chief seamstress, Ada, is that right?”

“What?”

“I want you.”

Ada’s eyes were wide open at those provocative sentences that sounded like a confession.

‘What’s this??’

‘What do you mean, you want me?’

~To be continued~