The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

My cheeks were burning even more now. Thankfully, he couldn’t see my face because I was looking down

Unfortunately, that also meant I was staring directly at his bulge.

A memory suddenly barged into my mind.

As usual, we had a company chat group. Someone had once shared a video of an experienced tailor who worked primarily with men’s clothing.

The tailor had asked his client if he usually “set it to the left or right.”

The client had been confused, but the tailor’s female assistant had quickly understood, blushed, and left.

We designers had launched a discussion. Was it really that important?

Apparently, only men with… certain dimensions needed to consider it. And now, I was wondering if Soren… had this particularity as well.

Not that I was about to ask him, of course. That would make me sound like a perv!

“The pants fit pretty well. The waist just needs to be a little tighter, and the crotch, seam length, and cuffs are fine,” I announced.

down. As I stood

darted away

even seemed to be

his pants, and he was looking down at me–was he also dealing with thoughts he definitely

he was okay. Instead, I said, “We’re done with this one. Please

an unusually low voice before heading

He also spent more than 10

you done? Is something wrong with the size?” I called

a minute,” he replied.

opened. My eyes widened.

look like a mysterious nobleman! It even reminded me of the gentlemen from Loegria!

suit is made from wool, so it’s thicker and better at insulating heat, making it more suitable for winter,” I explained as I repeated the same

I inspected his trousers, he

me.

I was baffled.

been talking so comfortably

Chapter 172