"Also, every year on my birthday, Ocasan will say this.

I can fill my own wardrobe with new clothes I’ve worn over the past decade or so.

Really, I am obviously a boy, why does Ocasan treat me as a girl, with so many clothes..."

"Isn't it good to wear new clothes? Since we were young, because of your career, Dusang, we have been traveling around the world, and we have never taken good care of you like we did later."

Hirai Miki circled around Takiichi's body, and then waved to the maids. Each of the two maids held a neatly folded piece of clothing in their hands.

"Na...Taki..."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"After graduation and after completing the bar exam, have you ever thought about what you want to do in the future?"

Takiichi was slightly surprised, "Why do you ask this suddenly? Does Ocasan want to talk to me about the future?"

"Oh, yes."

Miki Hirai knew that this was a problem related to the sense of distance.

When most parents reach a certain stage, they will realize that the distance between them and their children is gradually lengthening. Ah~~that feeling is really uneasy.

It was a year ago for a mother and son to discuss something in depth together at this level. It really felt like a long gap.

"I don't know~ Many years ago, because of Odusan Okasan's expectations, I worked hard towards the judicial examination.

I thought that as long as I could see Dusan Ocasan satisfied, that would be great, but... right now I really haven't thought about what I should do in the future."

He held Miki Hirai's hand and put it on his shoulder, then instinctively bent his legs.

"When I was young, I wanted more than once to just live an ordinary life here. That's what I was thinking at the time."

This is what he answered, but...the elders should be the most afraid of this kind of wantlessness, right?

Even though he had thought of it early, because his parents were different from other people's parents, he looked at Miki Hirai and said.

"That's right. Sure enough, even after growing up, Taki is still the same as before."

Miki Hirai's response was neutral, and it seemed hard to tell whether she looked satisfied or disappointed.

Taki responded as if he had already prepared the answer.

In this sense, replacing people at other levels of the same age would be a fool's errand, but Takiichi is different.

"Ever thought about becoming a prosecutor? Or a legal counsel.

I think he will be very happy to help your father's company. When you were 16 years old, he had already decided to make you his heir."

"Let's talk about the heir later." Takiichi shook his head, "However, the prosecutor is really good. Many girls around me have said so..." Takiichi smiled slightly and tilted his head.

"Hey? Our Taki has also met a lot of suitors recently?"

It seemed like the first time she heard such words coming out of his mouth. Hirai Miki opened her eyes wide in surprise, "Is she a very cute girl?"

"Cute?" Taki thought of Kim Ji-soo's face and Nako's figure.

"It should be said that some people simply think it is beautiful, and some people think it is cute."

"That sounds pretty good. If possible, it can be done with appropriate contact.

You and I, Dusang, really hope you can meet a girl you like."

Finally, she could see a trace of the expression that a normal boy should have on his face. Hirai Miki smiled gently, and then accelerated the movements of her hands.

One black and one white.

But...a long time ago, I lived like a model on this day.

Seeing such a simple style, Takiichi breathed out slowly.

"By the way, are you happy with your new friend?"

"Which one?"

"She's the daughter of President Jin's family. The Korean girl... seems to be called... Ji-soo? Is that right?"

She said as she took off Takiichi's coat, a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere spread around her.

Taki realized that his mother must have known something.

No...when I met Kim Ji-soo in the study, there were two servants cleaning the bookshelves.

"Not bad...he is a very interesting person, and he is very beautiful."

Takiichi relaxed his body and felt the coat leaving.

As soon as he said these words, his mother looked at him with a look of disbelief, and the movements of her hands stopped.

"That's right, we Taki rarely praise girls other than Sakura with comments like 'not bad'.

This is an old business friend from South Korea that you, Du Sang, have made, so be sure to take good care of him."

"It's okay, we chatted a lot in the study room and exchanged preferences and personal habits.

This is a girl who shares many ideas with me, and I even took her to my small room to enjoy the night view."

His mother's breath gradually calmed him down.

There were no longer those strange mirror images in his mind. With only a pink shirt left on his body, he turned to face the full-length mirror in the room.

"That's it. It seems like you approve of that girl."

Mother folded the coat he took off and turned to hand it to the servant. Then she directly picked up the black dress and unfolded it facing him.

"This was designed by the manager of the Versace headquarters store in Kyoto himself. I made a reservation there half a year ago. How about it?"

The black coat slowly unfolded in front of Takiichi's sight, with nineteen crystal buttons of different colors inlaid on the surface from the shoulders to the lower waist.

The width of each stitch is like the bright moon at night, setting off a holy and noble atmosphere.

After hearing what his mother said, Taki thought that he had never been to the Versace headquarters store in Kyoto Prefecture.

However... I once ordered two women's clothes of the same brand and gave them to Sakura and Nako as gifts.

His front feet were half a meter away from the full-length mirror, and his mother directly placed his jacket and suit in front of him for comparison.

In fact, her vision has always been professional, and unlike ordinary mothers and children, there will always be a gap in understanding that is difficult to bridge when it comes to fashion.

"It seems to be just right. Do you want to change into this one first?"

She just stood next to Taki Yi full of hope, exuding an aura of eagerness to try and begging for praise.

Takichi couldn't refuse his mother's kindness, and he was amazed by the craftsmanship.

Versace has always been loved by the upper class. The brand's logo is the mythical snake queen Medusa, which represents fatal attraction.

Every piece of clothing produced by Versace has a very distinctive design style, unique beauty, and strong avant-garde artistic expression, making this brand popular all over the world.

"Did you know? Versace's clothes emphasize happiness and sexiness, and the necklines they design usually open below the collarbone.

The classical aristocratic style of the area is luxurious and luxurious, and it can fully consider the comfort of wearing and the appropriate display of body shape.”

After buttoning up the buttons one by one, Hirai Miki pushed back a few steps.

Ling Takiyi's body was perfectly captured by the full-length mirror in front of him.

“Although I am a little thinner than before, but...this size is just right.

If I get a little fatter, it won't be easy to put on, but... it's more than enough for this birthday."

The mother clapped her hands and praised the store manager's workmanship, and the satisfaction in her eyes grew stronger.

It was as if the worries that were still in my heart disappeared in this moment.

“In the past, this kind of work was done by Sakura.

In order to become a good girlfriend and a good wife and mother, Sakura has been studying."

"But this is all in the past. I am also very happy that Ocasan can help me change my clothes."
Chapter completed!