The Seamstress Girl

Gun, gushing, the sound of things breaking.

"Totally obnoxious young man!"

The Nur family is a group called the technical aristocracy.

In this country with a strong affinity for the Spirit, the able clan of sewing, which houses the power of the Spirit: protective sewing, was special.

By the first queen.

It was also the ancestors of the Nur family that created the nucleus of a junction that forbade the existence of a certain or more demons in the country, a national guardian cloth that protects the country and the Spirit.

"If you were a first-class nobleman, make fun of us."

Aristocracy is divided by rank, in order of height of status.

The Nur family, which has up to the seventh grade and was first class until previous generations, has now fallen to the third grade.

I failed in my previous generations to do business and let go of most of my territory, I fell to the second level, and now I am a technical nobleman, but I am in the third grade because of my poor arm...... its awareness and reflection are weak.

The first person to let go of his talentless eldest daughter for a fair amount of money is Rodin, a grown-up who feels heartless.

He yelled until he felt comfortable, hitting eight on furniture and broken objects... then distorted his mouth with Nimanima.

Contrary to the Nur family, which dropped its rank from its predecessors, it was Rodin who upgraded it from fourth class aristocracy to second class with his overflowing talent and popularity.

It was whispered that the only thing that had not risen to the first level was the absence of royalty in its bloodline.

She was a talentless, impoverished first-born daughter, but she was also the undisputed blood of the Nur family... a daughter who should have been a trail if only she had the talent.

"Phew, I told you I wanted a needle arm or something, but you know what I mean. I'm going to take in the house and make it even better."

Remove the skin paper from the pocket.

He just saw it and felt his frustration and jealousy disappear softly.

It is a spell passed down to the Nur family.

The Lord has a covenant to rewrite the covenant with the spider of those who dowry outside.

But the current lord did not solemnize, nor did he warn.

The spider was originally a spirit-eating demon.

It's something that the original ancestors made a pact and changed the way they did.

"Fuck, once I change my name, this contract expires, and that young builder and his surroundings"

In a corner of the room that turned and laughed joyfully, a spider the size of a person rang as if it were a giddy and princess, on the back of a woman with a slave collar.

No matter how expensive the cloth is, it's no different than what I do.

I just had a lot of cloth area to waste, so I could fix a shirt that was coarser than cheap golf clothes dedicated to old men in my spare life… in a normal white shirt-style.

"Fast"

Before you whine in unintentional ways, my king.

Up to this point, I sewed it with regular thread.

Or, because it was the spider's thread that fell apart with the Spirit's sword.

If the same thing happened again, wouldn't it be nasty...... no, he can't do that indiscriminately, but if he knew, he wouldn't be a professional if he didn't take measures.

"Here, try it on."

I know you'll probably be fine, but I need the opinion of the person who wears it.

The former king, with a serious look, received my sewn shirt and woven his feathers.

"... this is amazing. What is normal clothing... so comfortable..."

"No, Yui's clothes are not normal, so even without a protective stitch, they are first-degree needle arms. Normal needles cry, even if they can be protected and sewn, compared to out-of-grade arm clothes."

"Tough, by the way, is there? Is there a movement, a difficulty?

The former king gave my question a kind of crying face.

"Sorry, I've only come with tight, painful, cramped and hard to move clothes before... I can't find the request well. And I mean... my shirt is feeling too good and my skin is getting uncomfortable..."

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Pity!!

Former King, pathetic!!

Even though I'm a leper, I'm a leper!!

Me and Master Rodin groaned and held onto my eyes as I accidentally wept.

"Yui, finish it for me quickly"

"Ha!"