You are a famous model, always modeling for the best brands and being on the cover of the most famous magazines in all of Japan.

Recently, you had become interested in the work of a fashion designer from Tokyo. He really suited your criteria and had a style similar to yours, different from your previous fashion designer.

The name of the fashion designer who captivated you was Mitsuya, Mitsuya Takashi. You had only seen his work, you had never actually seen a photo of him before asking your consultant to hire him.

But you regretted it bitterly.

Mitsuya is an extremely attractive and gentleman boy. The kind of boy you would easily fall in love with, which indeed is what happening.

"Okay... Now, can you raise your arm a little, please?"

Mitsuya speaks in that calm and gentle tone of his, looking at you while giving a sweet smile and continued to take measurements of your body for the dress he was going to make for you.

If you had known he was that handsome and that you would have to wear only underwear in front of him to measure your body, you would have prepared yourself beforehand so you wouldn't be as embarrassed as you were now...