10 nen goshi no HikiNiito o Yamete Gaishutsushitara Jitaku goto Isekai ni Ten’ishiteta

A popular tailor for merchants, the city of Plumier.

At the workshop, two men and women were having a conversation.

"Wow, look at that, Valerie! I knew the senior designs were amazing wow..."

"Really...... I wonder how I can come up with this idea..."

Looking at the clothes just finished with a lucid look is the needle Yurschel. The tranced look emitted a colorful tone from the 18-year-old girl.

It was Valerie the Needle, as well, who reacted to Yurschel's words. He is a 20-year-old man who looks at his clothes and blushes when he sees the look on Yurschel's face.

The two of them left their hometown village of Alburu for their first five years of training as needles. The technique of sewing was worn all the way through, and although highly appreciated by seniors and shopkeepers, it was troubling when it came to design. It's hard for the countrymen to get a sense of the city. No, the city of Plumier is also rural.

Let's apply to Yurschel for a marriage when we're alone. Valerie, with such thoughts, was also the reason why she could hardly cut out her marriage.

The designs here are original, no, this process is great, after all, a selection of colors compliments the clothes designed by one senior, etc., and then the two start working again. One day, I'm sure, I'll wear these clothes myself. He renewed his will and put his energy into needlework.

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Spring is over, and the sun gradually began to intensify in the early summer.

The tailor was visited by a regular Kevin Chamber of Commerce meeting.

Somehow the store owner called me, two people pointing their feet from the workshop to the store space. So what was required was a decision that put me through the rest of my life.

"Is this the two of you? Mr Valerie, Mr Yurschel, I am Kevin at the head of the Kevin Chamber of Commerce. I wanted to talk to you both and I called you."

Speaking of the Kevin Chamber of Commerce, it is a topical store in the city selling new preserved foods. Valerie leans her neck wondering what that meeting is talking about to us. Yurschel, who was next door, is somehow shining his eyes. Even with his eyes on the shopkeeper, he only smiled at Nico.

"I'd like to hire you both at the Kevin Chamber of Commerce as needles."

Confusing Valerie.

The arm of the needle was admitted, but the design is refreshing for both of us. Hey...... yeah, I admit the effort, but it's wild...... it was the seniors rating. Besides, this is still nicer said than done.

"Um... but we can't have stylish designs, can we? Oh, is that clothing for the pioneering group I heard rumors about?

Well, Valerie asks Kevin if he can make it.

Instead of highly-sensitive clothing that incorporates fashion, farm clothing is a treat. They grew up in the countryside until they started training needles at the age of 13. I understand the movement, and I know where it can easily go bad. Well, Valerie was convinced by herself that we might be good.

Lateral Yurschel was somewhere disgruntled. I have said that I will be a fashionista that creates fashion. She's a conscious woman. It's hard.

"Oh, that's okay. That has athe. However, I have no idea about sewing... Well, it's quicker for you to see it. Look at this."

What Kevin took out of his nostalgia was the coarse paper used in the store as well.

There were clothes painted that I had never even seen. It looks like it is for children, but it is full of frills. And the skirt is short.

Shocking Valerie. I'm starting to say that I can't see my legs in the length of a skirt like this, what a disgrace... etc.

On the other hand, Yurschel's reaction was remarkable. Hey, what's this, cute! Oh, she's so cute! and excited to shine my eyes.

"Ke, Mr. Kevin! Do you make these clothes?!? Wow, we did!?

Leaving the troubled Valerie behind, Yurschel moves in and talks to Kevin. Apparently, he got into Kevin's surgery. It is women who take on a new epidemic all the time.

"Yeah, of course. I have many other ideas...... I don't have a needle to make it happen. So I spoke to the store owner, and he introduced you both."

Yes, the new design still makes Yurschel sound like a creepy laugh, heh, heh. The mind seems determined. But Valerie asks questions blocking Yurschel, who is likely to reply soon.

"So where will the place be? Is it a pioneering place after all? And how much is your salary..."

Valerie seems to be a realistic man. Maybe that's why the design is wild. It's impossible to have a new design, even if you're caught in common sense.

The place is a pioneering place. Salaries are much higher than in stores today. In addition, Kevin, using a pedestrian legend, said he would also take on the sending to the village of Alburu. It is highly rewarding.

Besides, Kevin seems to be trying to pay the store owner a considerable amount as a ransom for the two of them. I am also convinced that the owner is Nico.

"One last thing, okay? What about the power of the pioneering lands......?

Naturally, there are dangers associated with pioneering areas. Of course, even in a village, like the village of Alburu, where the two grew up, there is danger.

The answer I got back from Kevin was outrageous. Four of the former Level 3 Adventurer Party, Deep Green Wind. He is so famous that even Valerie and Yurschel know him. In addition, some of them have been tattooed by the Adventurer Alliance masters for their fighting power, magic, and grade 4 equivalence each. So, there are 12 residents. Excessive force is also a good place.

What? Valerie wonders if it's safer than the village of Alburu. The mind seems determined.

"Okay. Best wishes!

"Of course I'm ready to go! You're finally starting my success story!

It's the tension on the table that makes us both seem excited.

Thus it was decided that two needles would go to the pioneering land.

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It has been a busy day since Kevin and I moved to pioneering land.

Shortly after greeting Eugene, what was offered was a moulded paper of Tsipan (...) and Auntie Ooh (...).

Two people tailored with canvas brought in by Kevin.

"Yeah, they're really sturdy! I think I'll buy it on my paycheck and send it to my family in Alble Village."

Valerie looks satisfied when she sees the prototype. Apparently, he liked it.

"Right...... But it's not! This isn't what I want to make! More, like this, like inspiring a freak out!

Yurschel, on the other hand, is dissatisfied. Hey, I'm not sure what you're talking about.

That night when the prototype was completed and Eugene confirmed it.

Like coming alone without telling anyone, Valerie is summoned by Eugene.

Walk in the sneak and head north to Valerie, the pioneering land.

There were two figures.

Eugene and the former adventurer party scout man. It is a bachelor combination of pioneering land residents.

"Welcome, Mr. Valerie. Did you come here without telling anyone and without anyone finding you?

Eugene speaks to Valerie in a small voice.

"Yeah.... by the way, what can I do for you? Don't let anyone see you in a place like this..."

Probably asking Valerie. I am anxious to know what to do if it is a consultation that will not take place.

What Eugene gently offered to see this was a lingerie catalogue for sale and a few smooth sheets of paper.

"Ko, this is... what..."

Valerie, who saw the catalog, rattles her throat with gokuri.

I imagined it.

Fancy shorts, bras, where my beloved Yurschel is wearing them.

Seeing Valerie like that, two single men smile niggly.

"Okay? Here, I want you to make this, Mr. Valerie. Of course, I'll give Mr. Valerie a package once it's finished, right? So, look at this one too."

That's right, Yuji. It is as if it were a devil's whisper.

What I gave you was a shorts and bra moulded paper.

And.

of shorts and bras, was real (...). Of course, it belongs to Sakura.

Valerie in silent hands. Check the fabric, elasticity, embroidery, seams, and check the paper. It was professional eye-catching.

Two single men watching over solitary spit. Eventually, Valerie opens her mouth with a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Eugene... this, I can't. At least I need to get the same cloth...... No, still, we may not be able to do this one"

That's what I'm saying. Valerie showing the real thing in the bra.

"The number of parts is not possible. Besides, people vary in size, don't they? Where to adjust the shape...... At least, I don't think it's possible as it is. Where did you make this? Is there anything simpler? And..."

To Valerie's words, two disappointingly depressing men. Words continue to strike a chase further.

"It can't be like a prototype. At least we need women who cut, sew, try on, and hang out with us over and over again for size measurements."

What floated in the face of Eugene and the scoundrel man was despair. Of course. I'm single because I don't have such a woman. It's not moisturizing.

It was Valerie who gave them despair, but it was also Valerie who gave them salvation.

"I will try to convince Yurschel to cooperate. Mr. Eugene, is there anything to feed you?

How long we've known each other, it's unlikely that Yurschel will be able to get her to try it on either as it is. Working together means that older women are exposed to skin and equals.

Finally, Valerie made up her mind.

Trying to propose.

Trying to apply to Yurschel for a marriage.

Male Valerie, he consolidated his determination to come to a generation of battles.

For underwear.

A man is a creature of deep business.

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"Yurschel, I need to talk to you for a second, okay?

Valerie speaks to Yurschel in a workplace built for two needles. I pretend to be flat, but the voice was trembling.

What, what's wrong all of a sudden? Ignoring Yurschel's words, Valerie retrieves the crate she was hiding. This crate was made by Tomas the woodworker. Though a prototype for Alice's birthday present, there's a woodworker. The finish was perfect because there were no particularly difficult elements.

Valerie gently removes the lid and takes out the gift inside.

It is a rose costume made of cloth.

This was the number one costume made in this world.

Valerie stops Yurschel, who shines her eyes and reaches out to take it away from her now, because it's a good place now. The atmosphere is ruined.

Valerie offers her costume on her knees, before finally settling down Yurschel.

Acting instruction is Eugene. I don't have enough experience to teach you, but Eugene has the knowledge I've accumulated in books and online. Now it's Ichikoro, Eugene assured me. The basis is knowledge gained from fiction.

"Oh, let's weave my yarn and yours into a cloth. I want you to get married."

I don't know what that means.

There is no red thread of destiny in this world.

It's not even popular.

It is Valerie's hateful mistake in consulting Eugene.

"Wow, I knew this flower, it was made of cloth! What? This is awesome! Hey, Valerie, how did you make this? Any ideas, Mr. Eugene? Hey, tell me how to make it too! Oh, marriage, of course, it's too late to say! They think we're already married in the village of Albuquerque? Looks like we're friends over there."

Variety of shocks, Valerie.

Valerie's full proposal appears to have lost the costume.

And it seemed like it was a rush.

Valerie only gave a dry voice, haha, haha.

Whatever.

Thus, the underwear project was to add two needles and move more specifically.

For the record, this is the second costume I made for Alice's birthday present.

And when Marc consulted the gift, the two needles were floating in a large neighborhood not for costume making, but for underwear prototyping.

In addition, it appears that Sakura's underwear was brought out in person.

Eugene, it was an act of readiness.

Honey, if you don't protect it properly, it's gonna be tough, you know, heavy, dripping, right? Besides, girls better have a choice! No, I don't feel bad! Although some circumstantial discretion seemed to have been given due to excuses such as