Looking at Anna, who had stepped out as soon as I spoke, I tilted my head skeptically and asked, “Didn’t you say that you don’t need it?”
“Ahhh, that…hmm.”
“Master, don’t tease her too much. Can’t you buy me one instead?”
Theresia, who had arrived late, chimed in, defending Anna.
Seeing the three of them, I sighed and said, “Fine, I’ll think about it,” pretending to deliberate for a moment. Truthfully, if they asked this much, it wasn’t a big deal to buy them some clothes. I had the money, and no one here recognized them as summons anyway.
“…Fine. Just don’t pick too many—”
“Oh, Anna! How about this dress? I think it’ll suit you well…”
“Oh, wait. Ah, those clothes are for the Witch…”
As soon as I gave them permission, the three of them immediately began picking out clothes. Watching their casual behavior, I realized they had long since slipped out of the control I once thought I had over them.
‘Come to think of it… Can a summon even wear clothes in the first place?’
***
They could.
“It’s 300,000 credits.”
“…Can I pay with this?”
“Of course.”
The price—300,000 credits for clothes—was outrageous by any measure, but I didn’t complain.
I simply couldn’t.
“Hmm, I feel like I’m living a little now.”
“Hey, can I really wear clothes like this?”
“Well, doesn’t the owner’s status rise when the summon is dressed up?”
Looking at the shopping bags in the hands of the three summons, I felt a pang of relief that it all ended at just 300,000 credits.
As I sighed, Syrah, who had been observing them for a while, suddenly exclaimed as if a revelation had struck her.
“Ian, are they your summons?”
“…You didn’t know?”
“I didn’t!”
Though she was aware that I had multiple summons, she admitted she hadn’t recognized their faces and began scanning each one with curiosity.
Before long, she turned to me with a serious expression.
“…Ian.”
“What?”
“That… You’re not doing anything strange with your summons, are you?”
“…What?”
Perplexed by her absurd insinuation, I asked for clarification.
But Syrah didn’t back down, arguing her point.
“No, it’s just that they’re all so beautiful. You’re a hot-blooded teenage boy, aren’t you? You’ve got three stunningly gorgeous women at your beck and call. It’s too coincidental to be innocent!”
“…What nonsense are you spouting?”
Dismissing her rambling outright, I left her to stew in her thoughts and started walking.
The three summons followed close behind me.
Syrah, smirking as if it were all a joke, trailed after us.
***
“Ian, how about we go over there this time?”
“Or over there? That looks fun.”
“That place seems delicious! Want some? I’ll buy you something!”
After her earlier blunder, Syrah tried her hardest to win back my favor. However, I remained largely indifferent, showing little interest in her suggestions.
From her perspective, it seemed I had no enthusiasm for the city itself.
‘I should head back soon…’
Sightseeing was enjoyable in small doses, but prolonged outings tended to breed impatience.
Just as I decided it was time to make my way to the carriage stop and return to the academy—
“Hey there, girls, out for a stroll?”
“…?”
“Four women and one man… Perfect for the three of us! How about it? Let’s have some fun together.”
A trio of scruffy men stepped in front of us, their leering expressions setting Syrah on edge. Her face lit up as if she had encountered rare wildlife.
“Wow, Ian! Ian!”
“What?”
“These are…Bullies!”
“…Bullies?”
Syrah’s casual jabs at their egos immediately infuriated the men. Their faces reddened, and they began cracking their knuckles.
“We were trying to be polite, but…”
“This ch!ck is insane!”
Even as they hurled insults and threats, Syrah remained unfazed, casually lifting the back of her hand for them to see.
The men glanced at the insignia on her hand, startled at first, but quickly relaxed and scoffed.
“Tch… What a scare.”
“What, pretending to be a summoner?”
“Do you think we’re idiots? Why would a summoner even be here?”
“Huh? It’s not working?”
Syrah then grabbed my hand and raised it, displaying the three patterns etched on the back.
The men burst into laughter.
“Haha! What is this, a joke? Those marks are nothing!”
“Girl, we’ve seen real summoners. Do you think we’d fall for that cheap knockoff?”
“Ian! They’re complete fools! This is hilarious!”
“Are you provoking them on purpose?”
Whether intentional or not, Syrah’s taunting tone only further enraged the men.
Predictably, they swung a fist, convinced we weren’t summoners.
Thud!
The attack was intercepted effortlessly by Theresia, who had been standing at the forefront of our group.
“Stay calm.”
“Don’t worry, Master. I’ve got this.”
“Huh?”
Theresia tightened her grip on the man’s fist, her strength causing him to pale visibly.
As the former Knight Commander, Theresia had drilled discipline into countless knights. Now, she approached the men with an eerie smile.
“Alright—let’s start with a little lesson.”
“P-please, spare us…”
The men trembled as Theresia closed in, their bravado evaporating in an instant.
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The summons trio cockblocked Syrah date. Hilarious. And MC spent more on them in this one instance that he spent on himslef for the whole time being in this world.
Thanks for chapter