Chapter 89

Thank you for reporting any typos or omissions.

"Completion!!!"

With faces like they had been grabbed by a fox, the shop owner and Hanna stood with their mouths agape, unable to believe the scene before their eyes.

The dresses were completed. All five of them.

They had finished well before the deadline.

On the day the shop owner and Hanna met the noble triplet brothers, they got married...

A miracle?

When they returned from the church and the town hall, the first dress was almost complete, and the patterns for the three dresses that were supposed to be difficult had already been made.

What? A magician?

The children William brought from the slums helped with Emma's fittings, and the man who claimed to be a painter took on the dyeing of the threads. The shop owner and Hanna tried to stop him, saying that dyeing at this point would never be in time, but somehow, by the next morning, the most vividly dyed embroidery threads had been delivered to the shop.

Huh? A prank?

Furthermore, the moment the well-built father, who appeared with the triplet brothers returning from the academy, was handed the embroidery needle, he began stitching at a speed that was impossible to see. Delicate embroidery, which seemed unbelievable coming from such large hands, was completed in the blink of an eye.

Hanna's original embroidery pattern, designed to strengthen the fabric by arranging hexagons like a honeycomb, was a time-consuming task that required skill and patience to align the hexagons precisely. In other words, it was a technique that ordinary seamstresses couldn't replicate.

...Or so it was supposed to be.

After a brief explanation, the father of the triplet brothers said, "This embroidery is great, it's strong and looks intricate and elegant," and began finishing the hexagonal embroidery at ten times the speed of Hanna, making it even more beautiful.

And, terrifyingly, he continued to talk and laugh without slowing down his speed.

"Ah, this fabric is a bit hard to sew. If it were silk from the palace, I could work ten times faster..."

He's a monster...

In the shadow of this monster-like father, the triplet brothers also diligently worked on the dresses.

Emma, ignoring the order form with the crazy measurements, had quickly finished the patterns based on her visual estimates from meeting the client at the academy. ...Visual estimates?? ...Visual estimates!?!?

Not only was the fitting quick, but her instructions to the slum children were also precise.

The decorative flowers that Georg worked on were so intricate and delicate that they could be mistaken for real flowers, making one want to smell them. He even made hair accessories, which were not part of the order, because he had some time.

William started attaching hundreds of beads at an incredible speed, and without any markings, he completed a perfect pattern using only the beads.

A monster's child is a monster.

"Still, it's much faster when everyone works together!"

Emma smiled softly.

The five dresses... were completed in less than three days. It was unbelievable. It wasn't a dream or a lie.

What is this... family that seems blessed by a tailor's guardian angel...

Just having one of them would make the capital's tailors very wealthy.

Especially, Leonardo's skills were of national treasure level.

Yet, this family...

Despite having such talent, they claimed their main occupation was hunting and silkworm farming, which made no sense.

Despite having such talent, they laughed, saying they used to be poor and had a hard time.

It didn't make sense.

Why don't they become tailors...?

"Um, about the part-time pay, I'm really sorry, but could we wait until we receive payment for the dresses?"

The shop owner confessed that he didn't have enough money to pay them what their skills deserved.

"Part-time pay?... Oh, right, that was the deal, wasn't it?"

Emma laughed, having forgotten about it. The family gently declined the shop owner's offer, saying they never intended to take money in the first place.

"That's not right! You did such a great job!"

At one point, the shop owner had given up on the shop and his life. He had to show his gratitude.

"No, we should be the ones thanking you," Leonardo shook his head.

"For a few days after my wife passed away, I was so lonely... Only when I was engrossed in needlework could I fill the void in my heart a little."

He placed his hand on his chest, looking sad, pained, and hurt.

The shop owner and Hanna, seeing his painful appearance, understood the family's misfortune. When they first met, the brothers had just lost their mother, and Hanna might have reminded them of her.

Emma's happy smile when they ate sweets together suddenly seemed brave.

They couldn't cry. The family in front of them was truly suffering. Since the family was smiling, they had to hold back their tears.

"Father... It sounds like Mother has died. You're just away on a business trip, aren't you...?"

"Bad luck!" William interjected.

"Huh? Oh, sorry. But I am lonely."

Leonardo drooped his shoulders like a dog, but the shop owner and Hanna shouted in their hearts, "You're alive!" It was confusing.

"Right, how about we take the usage rights to Hanna's embroidery as payment? It seems very versatile..."

"Usage rights? There's no such thing for embroidery patterns."

Firstly, Hanna's embroidery required skill to replicate. There were no rights to embroidery patterns, and even if there were, those who couldn't embroider wouldn't be able to do it.

Moreover, the embroidery was originally designed to reinforce the fabric. It was currently in vogue, but the fashions of the nobility changed quickly and would soon be outdated. It wouldn't be versatile for nobles who only wore a dress once.

"Great embroidery deserves respect. This will settle the part-time pay issue."

Leonardo pushed through with a smile.

In the end, this family saved the shop for free.

The shop owner was still in disbelief, confused by the impossible encounter, the inexplicable good fortune, and the current situation.

They had also seen through his long-held feelings for Hanna and, though a bit forceful, helped bring the two together. The triplet brothers regularly and repeatedly wished them "Explosion,リア充!" (a celebratory phrase) when they returned from the church.

The shop owner later learned that getting immediate marriage permission was difficult, and the freckled boy had smoothly handled the procedures at the church.

"This is a wedding gift from our family."

Georg handed the two wedding rings.

"Put them on your left ring fingers, and when you deliver the dresses, the unreasonable requests from the young lady should stop."

Emma smiled.

An angel was there.

Yes. Let's pray to the angel.

For this encounter, this good fortune, for now.

To the angel who descended to the very bottom of hell, took their hand, and flew with them.

Emma Stewart

The name of the angel, the angel's family,

I will pray for the Stewart family, who descended to this tiny shop, for generations to come.

I must tell everyone that there are wonderful people among the nobility.

Afterward, the shop owner's preaching slowly but surely spread to the commercial district and the citizens' district.