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Volume 9 Chapter 34: Keep Doing What You’re Doing

    Volume 9 Chapter 34: Keep Doing What You’re Doing


    <span style="text-decoration:underline"><span style="font-weight:400">Volume 9 Chapter 34: Keep Doing What You’re Doing


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We need to get something straight,” Keith, being the spokesman for everyone, questioned, “So you don’t have a thing for May?” Everyone was now in the living room, staring at Francis. This was the main question everyone had in mind. What he said before made them confused.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, I don’t like my muse like that.” Francis shook his head. But that was when William added, “Then why did your family send an engagement letter to her?” That was something he couldn’t understand. Two things were not adding up.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Say what?” Francis’s eyes widened as the letter was handed over to him, “You weren’t the one who sent this letter?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">His brows knitted as he read it. mming his hand down, “No! My Muse, I apologize for what my family has caused. It seemed they had a misunderstanding.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Misunderstanding? This is a huge misunderstanding!


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“For starters, why are you calling May your Muse?” They needed to figure out this first. That was the entire reason why everyone had a massive mimunication.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, she’s my inspiration, a work of art!” Francis quickly took a book and showed it to everyone,


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Dress designs?’ There were a bunch of dress designs inside the book.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’ve been in a drought for some time, but I got inspiration when I met my Muse. She’s the definition of elegance and nobility together. Yet there’s a hint of familiarity as well.” Millions of thoughts came to his mind as he stared at May.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“…So you weren’t after her body in a sense.” He was more focused on drawing rather than love.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“It seemed that my words had been misinterpreted by everyone.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“…” You think?! Of course, everyone would misinterpret his thoughts. Sending flowers and other things was saying a lot.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“There’s also sketch designs as well.” Flipping through the page, he saw some attractive interior designs.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, that’s something I did when I was little. What do you need me to do, Master Keith?” The boy never told him what he wanted him for.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh,” Keith shrugged, “I want you to do what you keep doing?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Eh?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll give you a ce where you can design clothes and other things to your heart’s content. And you can even use May as your model, granted if she allows it.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Really?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course. Don’t you think your inspiration could burn even more when you look at all these beauties here?” Heck, this house was filled with all sorts of beauties left and right.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Francis’s eyes widened, “Master Keith, there’s no catch to this?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course, I want you to help me design new uniforms for my workers.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You wanted to change their uniforms?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Mmhmm, Don’t you think we need some branding and image?” Keith grinned. This had been on his mind when he returned home. White outfits were sort of nd andmon. He wanted something unique and boldpared to others.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Also, are you interested in interior design? I need you to work on that as well.” The chocte factory’s design was something he was having trouble with. But with such creativity here, that should solve the problem.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course, I can do so!” Francis nodded. Making clothes and designing interiors! That was his bread and butter!


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s great! If you do this for me, then I will let your creative mind explode with delight!”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you so much!” Francis bowed.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“And you can look at the designs I already have in my room,” Keith and Francis continued to discuss as they left the room, not realizing the other dumbfounded looks everyone had.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“What did we just witness right now?” Derek muttered. Did they forget about us?


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, it’s Keith, after all.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m more surprised that he’s able tomunicate like that and draw a person in.” Violet smiled. That was something special.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">Sophia grinned, “Keith had always been like that.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Now I wonder what they’re going to create together.” Two creative minds working together. It was going to be interesting.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“And here are some of the things that I’ve designed,” Keith showed Francis some things he had drawn. That made the designer’s expression brighten, “These are incredible! I can see the creativity and design for this,”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“But that’s not the only thing Keith had made pretty!” Fira pouted.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“What a cute fellow!” Francis then noticed Fira on his shoulders, “Hmm, a white dress looks good on you. But how about we add a lot more pop and color?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Eh?” Fira tilted her head.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Master Keith, if you allow me?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sure, be my guest.” Keith handed him his blue handkerchief. Francis worked his magic as he quickly took some tools from his bag. As he sewed and stitched,


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“You made such a beautiful dress.” A simple handkerchief was made into a delicate one-piece dress.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I hope you don’t mind if I use some cloth to add some lining.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, it’s fine.” Keith grinned, “Fira, try it on.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Mmhmm,” Fira quickly disappeared with the dress, but she came back out, “It’s gorgeous!”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Indeed!” “Cute as a doll!” Keith and Francis grinned at the little spirit. Keithughed, “I’m guessing that you have designs for all of us now that you stared at us?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Mmhmmm! All of you are such perfect muses. Especially for you! I have 10 suit ideas for you.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Woah,” Keithughed, “That’s great.” Having that many ideas on the fly was incredible.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“And I take it that your father doesn’t approve of this?” Keith then muttered.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Eh?! How did you-“


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just had a gut feeling about that.” Drawing and design wasn’t something a noble would do. Plus, most of these drawings seemed hidden, not seen by others.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“My father has been asking me to be more studious, but I really am not that sort of person,” Francis scratched his head. He had dreams about it.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">If you agree, I will supply you with interesting materials. The only thing you have to do is to make it?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Mmhmm!”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s great. I’ll show you what I want you to design tomorrow.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Okay!” Keith and Francis shook hands.


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