Savile Tailor Market
With Skin Promotion about to begin, Wrinkled Skin Spicy, as the Chief Seamster, naturally received an invitation to attend the event in person.
Even without an invitation, he would have gone there himself under the identity he had gained from working at Divine Skin Manor. After all, an old friend was about to break free of his shackles and regain his freedom. He had to be there in person to see him off.
Spicy had also dressed up formally and brought out the skin corset he had prepared long ago.
It wrapped around every part of him except his mouth and eyes. Wrinkled Skin had been stuffed inside evenly, and he had spent the entire morning packing himself in to ensure his appearance was presentable.
He looked like a black-skinned man with a round, even, and enormous belly.
Before setting out, he pressed his palm against the surface of his desk.
Buzz! A pulse of skin spread throughout the association. Soon, a young woman with thick-lensed glasses and disheveled hair came knocking. She had even buttoned her clothes incorrectly.
Jessica Lorez, candidate for First Gentleman, and a rare Eccentric Tailor.
Although she was Spicy's student, she had never seen the Skin Bible. Most of the time, she conducted her own research into tailoring and rarely disturbed her teacher. Instead, Spicy would take the initiative to seek her out for discussions on matters concerning eccentric tailoring.
"Jessica, we're going to the assessment today. You should tidy up your appearance before we leave."
"Got it. Give me ten minutes."
Jessica ducked her head and ran back to her Tailoring Room. Exactly ten minutes later, not a second more or less, she returned before Spicy looking like a poised female secretary.
Her light-brown wavy hair fell just past her shoulders