"You…"
Old Jeff's eyes went wide but after pointing at me in silence for a long time, he still could not muster any words. From his reaction, I knew I had him.
"I'm right, aren't I? You are Master J!"
I grinned and nudged Old Jeff with my elbow. He stood immobile for a moment, and finally sighed after a while.
"I guess there's no sense hiding it since you already know."
"Come on, tell me about it. When did you start designing girls' clothes? Is sculpting not enough for you anymore?"
I was curious to know more, especially as it seemed he himself was willing to talk more at the moment.
"Before that, first tell me how you figured out I was Master J, you little brat."
Old Jeff glowered at me, looking as if he would murder me and bury the evidence if I did not tell him. It seemed like t
