The Guardian Knight of Affection-Starved Young Ladies

75 – Dancing at the Ball (08)

076.

“Hmm. How about this… Good. Then this? This is good too. Could it be this as well? Oh, my.”

The clothes change by the second.

Kallen felt like a doll that only changes clothes, standing stiffly in the inner space of the shop.

He never knew there were so many different types of clothes in the world.

Blamia and Sinat were not sensitive to such things, and even when looking at Eliana and Selacia, he hadn’t seen them long enough to notice various outfits.

When he saw the young ladies of Ecclesia Salon, he felt something, but.

Even that was just to the extent of thinking they were splendid and amazing.

And that was because he thought women’s clothing was overwhelmingly more diverse than men’s clothing.

“Truly splendid, young master. It’s hard to believe you haven’t even had your coming-of-age ceremony yet. You have a perfectly completed body. And with your appearance…”

However, it seemed that Kallen’s thoughts were just a misconception.

Gilun kept bringing clothes from somewhere, comparing them to Kallen.

And with constant praise flowing from his mouth.

Kallen couldn’t help but blush.

Clothes have a significant impact on evaluating a person’s first impression.

Even if they are not flashy, dressing neatly helps in making a good impression.

Gilun knew that fact better than anyone.

Which clothes would be the most attractive?

What outfit would maximize this person’s charm?

Always thinking about that, I could now get a sense of it just by looking at the faintly revealed attitude.

However.

Gillon, the artisan who was responsible for most of the clothes for the Dranus family.

For the first time, he faced someone he couldn’t gauge just by eye.

“This is really exciting. If it’s not too much trouble, may I compare a bit more, sir?”

“Yes, well.”

“Thank you.”

The boy’s name was Kallen.

He was truly a boy with a fantastic and beautiful body.

It might not make sense to say this.

But could such a work of art be born if a person’s body was tempered thousands, tens of thousands of times?

Well.

That’s hard to say, but one thing is certain.

The body of the boy named Kallen was born to wear beautiful clothes.

The body includes the appearance.

Whether he wore glasses or not, each had its own charm.

Especially when he was dressed in a uniform or ceremonial attire…

He looked so magnificent that words couldn’t describe it.

In fact, Kallen’s body was forged on a battlefield where lives were at stake.

Kallen’s body was always pushed to the limit, exposed to sensitive situations where a slight mistake would lead to immediate death.

If he hadn’t adapted, he would have died.

The body, which had to adapt to countless life-or-death situations, contracted its muscles to the limit and became flexibly solid until each tissue of the body could move naturally.

It was only natural that Gillon didn’t know this.

He was just thrilled by the fact that he could drape his work over this beautiful body.

“…Which one do you like, sir?”

Gillon, who had been holding clothes against him for a long time, asked, clutching his pounding heart.

When Kallen, who thought he was being asked to choose clothes for the banquet, hesitated, Gillon shook his head.

“No, sir. I will specially make the clothes you will wear to the banquet. I will postpone all reservations and meet the deadline, so please trust the years I have proven.”

“Is it really alright?”

“Of course. There’s no one in this town who would complain about Dranus’ request. Besides, all the reservations we have are quite flexible.”

“…Yes. Thank you. Then, what kind of clothes should I choose?”

The promise to specially make clothes for the banquet.

Even though Kallen isn’t well-versed in attire or clothing matters, he knows that the value of the artisan Dranus requested is beyond words.

Gillon was willing to bear such a loss to make custom clothes for him.

He even said he would postpone all the existing reservations.

It was truly something to be grateful for.

But that was that.

If it’s not clothes for the banquet, then what kind of clothes should he choose?

Kallen tilted his head in confusion.

Gillon answered, somewhat excitedly.

“Everyday clothes. Please choose the clothes you would wear on a daily basis, my lord. Although it was Miss Selina’s request, it would be rather rude to give you only one set. You can choose as many as you like, and I’ll only charge you for one set, so please choose comfortably.”

What followed was a shocking statement.

As mentioned earlier, an artisan of Gillon’s caliber is hard to value.

Sometimes, people pay for the name of the artisan rather than the work itself.

And now, he was being asked to choose several sets of such clothes.

Kallen felt rather sorry, but…

Gillon did not accept his refusal.

“Please… wear my clothes, my lord… I’ve seen many beautiful ladies and young women, but I’ve never seen a man with such a perfect body…!”

Even though it was a noble district, could this really happen? – Kallen thought for a moment.

But after hearing the stories of the noble lords with protruding bellies, Kallen quietly nodded.

“Then… I won’t refuse.”

When someone asks so earnestly.

It’s not polite to keep refusing.

Besides, he only had two plain sets of everyday clothes that he usually wore.

He thought it would be nice to have more variety in his wardrobe.

So, Kallen began to carefully choose the clothes.

A moment later, he had two sets of clothes in each hand.

Simple, but with a certain atmosphere.

The clothes seemed to perfectly match Kallen’s appearance and atmosphere.

Gillon almost bowed to Kallen, who was perfect even in his taste.

“…Sir. Why don’t you wear one of these now?”

“Is that alright?”

“I would really appreciate it. To show Miss Selina as well.”

“Understood.”

Although he was quite satisfied with the clothes Selina had chosen when they came here.

Still, since it was Selina who requested casual clothes.

It’s a choice that shows sincerity.

Kallen stared blankly at the four sets of clothes he had chosen.

Then he picked out a set of clothes and pants and changed into them.

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Creak-

It had been a while since Kallen followed Gillon inside.

Selina, who had been waiting for her master to come out, straightened her posture at the sound from inside.

Always showing the best appearance to her master is the basic etiquette of a faithful maid.

That applies to both the inside and the outside.

“Are you done…”

“Sorry. There was more to do than I thought.”

Selina, who was about to greet Kallen with a modest attitude.

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She had to put all her effort into maintaining her posture, which almost faltered.

The one who threatens the basic etiquette of a maid is none other than her master.

The young master, who suddenly came out wearing clothes that suited him perfectly, was that harmful to her heart.

“…Master. Those clothes…”

“Ah. Thanks to Miss Selina, I chose these clothes. Do they look alright?”

Alright.

Selina almost asked back blankly without realizing it.

Why ask such an obvious thing?

It’s not a matter of whether it suits him or not.

It would be hard to imagine the master not looking like that now.

I thought the clothes I chose suited me quite well.

But in front of the masterpiece meticulously crafted by the artisan Gilun, they were nothing.

“Yes, yes… I think it looks good on you…”

The clothes covered the scars.

Thanks to that, the beautiful lines of the body were revealed.

Even the young master, who was unaware of his own face, asked how it looked with a lack of confidence, making me almost lose my mind.

The clothes might seem somewhat plain.

But when my master wore them, they looked rather antique and heavy.

The monocle and its chain on the left eye matched perfectly.

A master who could never be seen as young was born.

Recently, the trend in men’s clothing has been complexity.

Not as much as women’s clothing, but far more layers than in the past.

And among those leading this trend was Gilun.

The masterpiece born from the hands of that artisan met Kalen, who was just about to reach his prime.

“…Master.”

“Yes.”

“Could you please take it off?”

“…Yes? Does it not suit me?”

Selina shook her head.

No.

If that appearance were to be seen in society, the repercussions would be unimaginable.

If his casual clothes were like this.

What would Kalen look like in formal attire?

Selina pondered this for a moment.

Then, with a confident tone, she politely requested Kalen.

“…The clothes need to be washed once before you wear them, Master.”

“Oh.”

“Please don’t misunderstand, it doesn’t mean they don’t suit you.”

“Got it.”

It wasn’t a lie.

Sincerity is also a basic quality of a diligent maid.

Washing newly purchased clothes once is the most basic of basics.

Having accepted this, Kallen changed into the clothes Selina had chosen for her to wear again.

“…”

For the first time, Selina felt regretful about her choice.