My journey to find my style.
The boss seemed excited from the moment she started walking.
“I have so many ideas, how many outfits should I put together for you?”
She already had a bunch of images in her head, and she meant she would pick only the best ones.
What is this.
It’s like she’s been watching my outfits all this time and coming up with ideas in advance.
Besides the excitement, I could even sense a considerable amount of relief.
Is it because she’s good at dressing, and my monotonous outfits were so hopeless?
But if I spend all my time buying clothes, I won’t have enough time to hang out with the boss.
So, as I originally planned.
“Three should be enough.”
“Three. Okay. Let’s go.”
I could have taken my time a bit while drinking tea.
It seemed like the boss didn’t want to waste even that time.
As her long legs strode forward, I had to scurry to keep up.
There’s no need to complain about her being fast.
I’m always the one who follows wherever the boss goes.
And so, we almost circled the entire floor of the large figure-eight-shaped shopping mall.
“Here.”
The boss entered a store as if possessed.
I didn’t realize it because the entrance looked similar to other clothing stores.
I only realized it after going inside.
….It’s a children’s clothing store?
I was momentarily confused by the sophisticated clothes meant to satisfy kids who want to look like adults.
But in the end, the target is the parents’ hearts, so most of the clothes were cute.
I excitedly tugged on the boss’s sleeve as she picked out clothes and asked accusingly.
“This is where they sell kids’ clothes.”
“You are a kid.”
“I’m not a kid…”
“Your height is kid-like. Excuse me, can we try this on?”
“The fitting room is over there.”
“Thank you, let’s go.”
“No, wait a minute.”
The boss dragged me to the fitting room and said.
“You said you’d leave it to me.”
“You didn’t say anything about putting me in kids’ clothes.”
“It’s just kids’ clothes in name only. I just found the outfit that suits you best? And actually, people who are really short sometimes wear kids’ clothes. Because that’s what suits them best.”
“…Is that so?”
“If you wear ready-made clothes, the size won’t fit, and the clothes won’t look good. It’s true.”
I think I finally understand why I insisted on wearing a suit even as I gained experience and became more familiar with the company.
It’s not just that it’s annoying to rotate through different clothes, but I didn’t want to be treated like a kid at work.
I’m doing my job well as a member of society, but since I’m being treated like a kid everywhere, I showed it with my clothes.
I’m an adult!
But I made a promise with the boss, and it’s annoying to insist on wearing other clothes now.
It’s just casual wear anyway.
I don’t usually have many opportunities to wear casual clothes.
And the boss will recommend at least one formal outfit.
The reason I came to buy clothes is ultimately for the Bbzzt year-end party in a few days,
… So, where do I start putting this on?
* * *
It would be a lie if Dohee had no ulterior motives in taking charge of today’s styling.
I mean, what kind of person is Majia?
She’s practically the company’s only source of cuteness.
Originally, when a little girl walks around in a space full of only dark adults, she stands out.
If that person also has a good sense of humor and is considerate, then of course she becomes the mood maker.
So much so that the moment Majia appears to mediate between two people who are arguing, the mood turns to reconciliation.
There are times when I just laugh when I see Majia, and I feel sorry for making Majia run over, so I end up resolving things in a good way.
So, even if Majia doesn’t attend company dinners, Majia’s story is never left out.
And what always comes up is Majia’s fashion.
Everyone was curious.
What would Jia look like if she wore something other than a suit?
Dohee was the only one who had seen Majia’s casual clothes a few times while hanging out with Jia at the PC cafe.
And she immediately realized.
Majia.
Fashion sense zero.
I wondered why she insisted on wearing a suit so much, but it was clear that she didn’t know the first thing about fashion, so she just wore the most basic thing.
Dohee, who is very conscious of her casual style, couldn’t help but notice.
That’s why Dohee’s goal today was simple and clear.
One of the best outfits that suits Majia the most.
One formal outfit to wear at the Bbzzt year-end party.
Finally, to put together an outfit that Majia, who is a fashion illiterate, can wear comfortably.
It is a sequence that follows the primal instinct, the fashion king within Chun Dohee…..
Originally, creation must be supported by a strong desire, and it is perfected when it is properly suppressed and combined with popular elements.
Thus, the birth.
The cutest Majia in the world!
“Wow.”
Dohee, who had straightened out Majia’s clothes after she walked out of the fitting room, was speechless.
She had only added overalls, a thick blouse, and a knit over the fleece leggings she was already wearing, but the eyes of the parents who came to buy clothes kept turning to Majia.
They were probably trying to decorate their own children by referring to her.
Dohee, who had been taking pictures diligently for a while, said to Jia.
“Hey. You look so different when you dress up?”
Majia walked to the mirror and tilted her head.
What she said when she returned to Dohee was impressive.
“I don’t think it’s much different from before?”
“What do you mean, no different? It’s so different.”
“I really don’t know.”
“That’s because you’re a fashion illiterate. Please pay for this right away. I’ll wear it.”
“Huh? Right away like this?”
About 150,000 won or so.
Dohee coolly paid with her card and held the paper bag containing the hoodie that Majia was originally wearing.
“Why are you paying for my clothes, boss?”
“Why? Can’t I buy clothes for my employees?”
Jia snatched the receipt from Dohee’s hand and mumbled the amount.
It’s to donate more than twice that amount to Dohee when she turns on her broadcast.
But if she says it out loud, she’ll get a knuckle sandwich for telling her not to.
Majia now just glances at her and closes her mouth.
They moved to the next clothing store.
It was a place full of formal-feeling clothes, but this time, of course, it was a kids’ brand.
Majia grumbled with a dissatisfied expression.
“Kids’ clothes really come in a variety of styles.”
“That’s how you can satisfy a lot of parents, right? Let’s go in.”
“Well, in this day and age of low birth rates, you have to sell three sets to each family to make a profit.”
“Hey, hey. She says everything.”
But apart from her sullen expression, from the moment she changed her clothes, Majia naturally attracted the attention of those around her.
Yesterday was Christmas, so there were many parents and children on vacation.
There were many people who saw Jia and talked about her as they came and went.
Dohee was always hearing “The mom is so young,” but.
What does it matter if she’s mistaken for a mom now?
Dohee was just happy that she had found the perfect outfit that would make this damn fashion illiterate attract people’s attention.
Anyway, in the second clothing store, Dohee quickly completed an outfit for Majia.
It was a pleated skirt that flared out beautifully in a trapezoid shape, a blouse with a little decoration, and a ribbon tie.
If you add a beret at the end, it would be the perfect touch.
Majia soon took it off, saying it was stuffy.
Then she said.
“Isn’t this a school uniform?”
“It’s not a school uniform.”
“It looks like a school uniform no matter how you look at it. If I’m going to buy this, can’t I just wear my usual work clothes?”
As Majia said, I wonder if her usual suit would be okay, but the problem is ‘imbalance’.
Majia in her work clothes looks like a child cosplaying as a mom, no matter how old you want to make her.
The people at the company are used to it now, but these days, strangers sometimes ask.
Why is there a child at the company?
Paradoxically, Majia, dressed in something similar to a school uniform, looks like a student.
By setting the style to around the teens, a strange phenomenon was occurring in which the estimated age was actually increasing.
Anyway, Dohee wanted to convey this opinion, but she didn’t have the ability to persuade Majia with words.
In the end, Dohee had no choice but to return to the promise she made with Jia as soon as they met today.
“You promised you’d wear whatever I styled you in.”
“Hmm.”
Even though she showed skepticism with her eyes half-closed, Majia listened well.
They went to the last store and finished today’s third outfit.
It was casual, which Jia liked so much.
They bought loose pants, a fleece crew neck, and a scarf as a set, and then the shopping was over.
As soon as she changed back into comfortable clothes (especially the pants), Majia seemed to be in a good mood.
In some ways, Chun Dohee’s shopping strategy worked well.
“How is it? Do you like the clothes you bought?”
“If I don’t like them, my head will be split open, so I have no choice.”
“Anyone who hears that would think I’m always giving you knuckle sandwiches. It’s mostly because you’re joking around…”
“I’m kidding. I know the boss dresses well. I have to believe that you’ll pick them out well.”
“This is the end.”
“Eek. No to violence.”
Majia laughed as she ran away with her short legs.
Unlike when she was wearing a skirt, she was very nimble despite being short.
The two, who had been playing tag for a while, soon sat down on a bench next to the shopping mall fountain.
As soon as she sat down, Majia said.
“You did my winter clothes like this. Please do my spring, summer, and fall clothes too.”
“…So you’re going to get free styling every season?”
“It’s not free. It’ll all come back as the boss’s donations.”
“Oh my.”
Dohee pretended to cover her forehead and chuckled.
* * *
Iona contacted me via Talk Code two days later.
It was December 28, the day before the year-end party.
She didn’t know that I was sleeping in until the morning, so there was a missed call at 10 a.m. and another at 12 p.m.
[Iona: Jia-nim]
[Iona: Could you tell me when you’re available to talk?]
[Iona: I have a question to ask]
So, after finishing getting ready for work and putting my bag on my back, I put on my earbuds and called her right away.
The time that Vtubers broadcast and the time they wake up are all similar, so 2 p.m. would be more than enough time for her to be awake.
“Iona-nim. Can you hear me?”
Iona spoke as if she had come back from the dead.
[Phew. I was worried you had blocked me.]
“…? Why would I?”
[Well, that. It’s another company. They keep contacting me. I thought you might do that if you were uncomfortable…]
This person looks normal on the outside, but her insides are strangely twisted.
I had a feeling from the moment I met her in Wicker Town and she didn’t receive the move-in support money.
Judging from her pathological obsession with dividing people into groups, I think she must have been betrayed by someone in the past.
“Don’t worry, I’ll tell you the reason before I block you. I’ve been a manager for a long time, so it’s become natural for me.”
[Ah…]
“If I ban someone without telling them the reason, the boss’s mailbox and the official mailbox will explode. Of course, it sometimes explodes even if I tell them.”
[Haha. It’s not easy.]
“So, what did you contact me about?”
Iona hesitated and answered.
[It’s nothing much. I was wondering if you were coming to the year-end party tomorrow. I was going to go say hello if you came.]
“I didn’t really talk about it anywhere. Did the news that I was going spread?”
[Not really, but the official channel is a Bbzzt partner, right? The channel owner isn’t exactly Jia-nim, but there’s no reason why Bbzzt wouldn’t invite Jia-nim.]
That’s great insight.
Well, that’s why she’s firmly holding onto the top spot in Lapitz.
“As you said, I was also invited. I’m going to network. That’s how I can promote my members more diligently.”
[Ah. I see. That’s like Jia-nim. Anyway, I’ll come find you tomorrow.]
“How do you know where I’ll be?”
[Well. The year-end party is just a hotel banquet hall, right? It’s one floor. I’ll find you.]
I tilted my head.
“Do you even know what I look like?”
After Iona’s words, I smacked my forehead without realizing it.
[Serena says she’ll know right away!]
Maru and Serena are close, so I guess they were talking and my story naturally came up.
It’s not like Maru leaked my secret identity and made me feel bad-I’m not a VTuber anyway—I’m just annoyed because I only remember going around to kids’ clothing stores with the boss a few days ago.
It’s like they’re saying a kid like me is bound to stand out wherever I go.
“If she recognizes me right away, I’ll buy you pizza.”
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