Chapter 181 Clothes For Michael’s Birthday

A smirk made its way on his face as he thought of this.

Just like that, Fein runs like this for half an hour... With his speed, he passed the mountain and made his way to the market.

He looked at the signboard in front of him. The store's name was written in calligraphy. The words integrate with each other perfectly, which gave those who look at with a sense of harmony. 'Sotanghon' is the name of the store. Fein could feel the intent of the one who wrote this. He can feel that it has a subtle sense of majesty and a trace of overbearingness. On top of the name is the logo of the store. The logo is a scissor with clothes on its side and the maker used ink.

'A grandmaster of calligraphy must have written it,' Fein thought.

Then he glanced at the store's appearance. White walls with exuberant flowers hanging on its side. There are five beautifully sculpted stones on both sides of the entrance. Fein stared at the intricate corners and the smooth surface of the sculpture. The five sculptures are shoes, scissors, a sun, and two humans.

Fein took a deep breath. He couldn't but exclaim inwardly. 'Damn, this store looks expensive!'

Fortunately, he brought thirty gold coins with him. "These gold coins should be equivalent to three thousand silver, which is also equal to three hundred thousand bronze coins," Fein muttered.

In this world, having five silver coins is enough for an average family to live for a few months. Fein wasn't really surprised at this. After all, nobles are usually the ones that earn silver coins, while the commoners only earn fifty-eight bronze coins monthly. Her mother only earned four hundred to five hundred bronze coins monthly, which was equivalent to five silver coins.

He found it fortunate that his income in the Ranger's Eye gave him five silvers per month. While QWERTY organization gave him one gold coin monthly because of his position as the chief scientist.

All of this thought of him only occurred in an instant. His S-rank 'Thinking Talent' made him a bit quick-witted. Because his thought process is only ten times faster than before.

'These gold coins should be enough for what I want.' Fein pushed the door opened and stepped in.

A row of dazzling suits greeted his sight. From red, blue, black, and purple suits, etc... He even saw a dragon logo on one of the tuxedos in the corner of his eyes. Different kinds of clothes such as aprons, bathrobes, coats, gym clothes, jeans, uniforms, hoodies, vests, t-shirts, tracksuits, etc... They are categorically arranged and each of them has their own respective room. The gray ceiling with its blue light gave the whole place a calm atmosphere. The walls inside have graffiti of swans which looked ethereal.

Fein walked inside while turning his head left and right. He felt a chill caress his bare skin, causing him to subconsciously control his body temperature.

'Damn, those prices are unfriendly'

His eyes widened in o-shape as he saw that some of the suits cost three gold coins. And the minimum price was one hundred fifty silver coins.

Fein scratched his head in confusion. 'did I enter the wrong shop? These fucking stores seem more what those nobles would visit.'

When he turned his head to the counter. He saw a middle-aged man in a black and white suit with a red ribbon on his color looking at him with a business smile.

"Hello, Welcome to 'Sotanghon' where you can buy almost any clothes you need on any occasion." The warmth of the voice of the clerk echoed as he wore the most polite smile a man could do. "Sir, may I know what clothes you want?"

"Good afternoon, I want clothes that are appropriate for my birthday." Fein smiled at the clerk.

The clerk pushed away the small dirty white wooden door on the counter and walked carefully beside Fein.

"Follow me."

Fein looked at the clerk in front of him and nodded. The clerk had black hair with some white hair strands on the side. Fein followed the clerk as they moved towards one of the rooms that has S-1 written on top of it. The clerk turned his head at Fein, and he scanned Fein's body with his black eyes.

*Ding!*

[Measurement Appraisal- The user could determine the measure of a person with just one glance accurately.]

Fein heard the system ring in his ears. Fortunately, he was already used to it, so he just acted normal on the outside.

'That skill was suitable for his job. It seems degu ability also plays a big role in different kinds of profession in this world.' Fein felt that he was stared completely naked.

But he knew it was not as exaggerated as that. Fein just let it be. He knew that the clerk just did what he needed to do. With this, they could find clothes of his size with ease, which would save him time. After all, they won't have to take his measurement manually.

The clerk looked astonished, but he quickly regained his bearings. "This is the first time I saw a golden ratio." He whispered.

Fein, who has a strong sense of hearing, heard it. "Excuse me? What golden ratio are you talking about?" He couldn't help but become curious.

'He heard me!?' The clerk looked at Fein in a daze.

He doesn't understand how this client in front of him heard his muttering when he just said it in a low voice, almost like a whisper. He knew that only those people could do it...

"You have a golden ratio... It's the perfect measurement of a body a man could have based on the current standards." The clerk coughed awkwardly...

"Are you perhaps a gymnast?" The clerk asked.

"Oh... I have that kind of thing?" Fein looked at the clerk suspiciously and continued to asked, "I'm not a gymnast. I think my body was the result of my training?" He said with an unsure face.

The clerk looked at him with understanding. He bit his mouth and asked hesitantly, "So you're a degu user?"

"You can say so," Fein looked at the clerk with surprise.

When the clerk saw Fein's reaction, he smiled and explained. "The owner of our shop is also one."