Conan: Nakamura-kun is forced to be almighty

Chapter 129 Customized Suits

Since accidentally entering a COS store, Tsukuyomi has been much more cautious in choosing a store.

A pass with a flashy storefront, a pass that is too noisy and deserted, a pass that does not meet the aesthetics.

In the end, he spent most of the morning wandering around and found only one high-end custom dress store besides COS stores.

The custom-made shop opened in the most prosperous area of ​​​​Acupido-cho naturally targets a group of customers who are either rich or expensive. The decoration style reflected in the exterior is elegant and luxurious. When customers walk inside, it is much quieter than other stores around it.

Tsukuyomi has no idea about customization, so he naturally doesn't care about whether he can afford a custom-made dress.

As the glass doors slid open to both sides, two rows of male waiters in deacon uniforms bowed and said hello: "Welcome."

Of course Tsukuyomi couldn't be frightened by this little battle, so he strode inwards.

The suit on Tsukuyomi has no brand logo, but the effect of tailor-made clothes and ready-made clothes are completely different.

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

The lead waiter took the initiative to ask about his needs, and Tsukuyomi answered honestly: "I need to buy a few suits."

There are some high-end ready-made clothes displayed in display cabinets in the custom-made shop. A single set costs more than 500,000 yen, which is enough to be equal to the monthly income of an ordinary employee.

The waiter carefully observed Tsukuyomi's figure and led him to the door of the VIP room: "Sir, given your physical condition, customization would be the best choice."

Tsukuyomi nodded. When buying things, he naturally wanted to buy the best and most comfortable ones.

This high-end dress customization store has many designers who have won various design awards waiting in the VIP room. Customers and designers have the right to choose in both directions.

The designers who stay here have basically stopped paying attention to money. Instead, they are more focused on working together to create brand effects and move towards the international fashion industry stage.

While people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, clothes also rely on models to show the best effect and achieve mutually reinforcing results.

When all the designers in the room saw Tsukuyomi's appearance and figure, their eyes almost all brightened.

"Sir, my name is Kenzo Ohno. I have won the top domestic suit pattern design awards three times. This is a pattern I have designed for reference..."

Pattern stylists are speaking out, and designers are naturally not far behind.

Introduce past achievements one by one and show the styles you have designed over the years.

Faced with the enthusiasm of this group of unfamiliar designers, Tsukuyomi was inevitably surprised, but his eyes remained unwavering as he carefully observed the works of these designers.

These designers are not only competitors, but also natural allies in building brand reputation.

The areas they are good at are not exactly the same, and there are subtle differences in layout design and cutting style.

Fortunately, Tsukuyomi has no phobia of choice and has strong observation and intuition. It did not take too long to appoint a designer.

After Tsukuyomi was selected, all the designers who had been chirping to promote themselves suddenly shut up.

The male designer, wearing a dark blue suit with fine lines at the corners of his eyes, slowly pushed up his glasses: "Thank you for your trust, I will not let you down."

Tsukuyomi looked at him for a few seconds, "Of course my choice cannot be wrong."

After confirming the exclusive designer, it’s time to measure the body.

This custom-made shop is truly professional, with several body-measurers to choose from.

Accompanied by a waiter, Tsukuyomi also completed a detailed questionnaire, including detailed information such as the choice of fabric for the suit, whether it was custom-made, the occasions he usually attends, and personal preferences.

After all matters were finalized, Tsukuyomi paid the deposit and left. Two hours had passed unknowingly, and it was lunch time.

Tsukuyomi has not tried human food yet. Because he was busy, Nakamura forgot to remind him that he needed breakfast, and Tsukuyomi himself had no common sense.

With hunger and drums beating in her belly, Tsukuyomi relied on instinct to follow the wafting aroma of food and walked into a curry shop.