The Possessor Mistook the Genre for 20 Years

57 – The Secretary Was Very, Very Excited.

“This way are the robes.”

Following Ruby Fran, the store owner, they arrived at a place where various robes were displayed.

From those with black embroidery on a red background to those with red embroidery on a gold background.

Even the patterns embroidered were different, making it quite difficult for Franz, who had decision-making issues.

“All the materials used are of the highest quality. I guarantee it on behalf of our family.”

He had never doubted it, but with such assurance, he couldn’t help but believe it.

Well, it was a trustworthy store recommended by Arian in the first place.

“Then I hope you have a good time. If you need any help, please call me anytime.”

With those words, Ruby Fran turned and left.

Franz admired the perfect level of kindness.

Wouldn’t this be a store that even a black-haired Korean in the 21st century could come to?

I’ll have to add it to the list of recommended stores if someone gets possessed.

“What do you like, Master of the Magic Tower?”

“Well, honestly, I don’t really know.”

It was rude to say this to Arian, who had taken the time to help, but there was really no other way.

He didn’t have a firm taste, nor was he interested in fashion.

He didn’t care what looked good. He just thought it should be plain and unobtrusive, as long as people didn’t criticize it.

And above all.

‘There wasn’t anyone I particularly wanted to look good for.’

He didn’t have a girlfriend to go on dates with, nor did he have a woman he wanted to impress. He didn’t feel the need from the beginning.

Even the robe he was wearing was like that.

The one he originally wore had worn out, so he just bought one from a store he saw on the street.

“Um, how about this? It looks similar to the one you wore last time.”

Arian pointed to a dark blue robe.

She was right.

It was similar to the one he wore last time, with no patterns.

The only difference was the quality of the fabric, which was like the difference between heaven and earth.

“Okay, let’s go with this.”

Franz chose without hesitation.

It was similar, so it would be familiar, and above all, if Arian had chosen it, there would be no problem.

But her thoughts seemed a little different.

“Wait, wait! Think about it for a moment! I was just asking how it was, not telling you to choose it!”

“I think this one is fine.”

“I knew it would be like this…”

Sigh.

A sigh escaped from Arian’s lips.

It seemed that something was not to her liking.

But Franz’s reaction was perfectly normal.

After all, men are the kind of beings who, even when they go shopping, buy only what they need on the optimal route.

They might compare prices, but if the appearance is similar, they don’t really care.

“Master of the Tower.”

“Hmm?”

“First, try this on.”

Arian handed a red robe to Franz.

‘Isn’t it too flashy…?’

If it was red, it would stand out wherever he went, which was far from Franz’s pursuit of normalcy.

But since Arian recommended it, he decided to try it on.

Maybe he was someone who suited red well.

“Hmm, hmm-.”

As Franz put on the robe, Arian cleared her throat.

It seemed her thoughts were a bit different from reality.

“Then, would you like to try this next?”

Arian recommended a dark navy robe next.

Franz followed her instructions again.

“Hmm, hmm-.”

The reaction seemed subtly different, but it wasn’t particularly a good feeling.

“Then next, this one.”

“Next…”

“Next…”

Arian kept handing over robes.

Franz, feeling puzzled, still followed her instructions.

Since she was carefully choosing clothes for him, he couldn’t complain.

“Last one, this is really the last one.”

Arian handed a robe to Franz.

Was she in a good mood?

Thinking that Arian’s expression was strangely good, Franz took the robe.

But then.

‘…?’

Of all things, the robe was khaki.

It was eerily similar to a color he knew, to the point of feeling unpleasant.

Who on earth came up with such a dull and ominous color?

‘This is inside a game, after all.’

Thinking about it that way, it was understandable if it wasn’t military green but rather frog and digital patterns.

Of course, understanding and accepting are two different matters.

If that really appeared in front of me, I would feel extremely unpleasant.

Sigh-.

Franz sighed at the unpleasant memory and put on the robe.

Then Arian’s eyes widened.

“Wow, this looks really good on you.”

Is she teasing me…?

For some reason, it felt like she was saying, ‘You’re cut out to be a soldier,’ which made me feel strangely bad.

But that was surely just my imagination, so I soon erased it from my mind.

Franz immediately took off the robe, folded it neatly, and handed it to Arian.

Since she said this was really the last one, I should start choosing one soon.

Franz was thinking that while waiting for Arian’s choice.

“Hmm, then this one, and this one, and this one looks good too….”

Arian reached out and grabbed robes one after another.

Franz felt puzzled by her actions.

Why on earth is she buying so many robes?

The quality is good, so once you buy one, it should last for ten years, so much so that you could pass it down to your children.

Did that thought show on my face?

Suddenly, Arian spoke.

“Surely you weren’t planning to buy just one robe, right?”

“But I was…?”

“You should at least have a spare. But you don’t have any, do you?”

Is that so?

Thinking about it, she might be right.

It seems I’ll be continuing to fight for a while.

If the robe gets torn, it means I’ve been injured, so I hope that doesn’t happen, but you never know what might happen.

Just as Franz was thinking that and trying to move on.

Suddenly, a strange question popped into my head.

“Arian.”

“Yes? Oh, this is fine too.”

“How did you know I don’t have a spare robe?”

To know that I don’t have a spare robe, you’d have to search through the wardrobe in my room.

But she knew that.

Which means, Arian had searched through my wardrobe herself.

“Yesterday, when I took a shower in the Tower Master’s room, I opened the wardrobe.”

“…I see.”

Come to think of it, even though I didn’t give Arian any clothes or towels yesterday, she came out dressed well on her own.

Well, I’ve let Arian sleep in my room before, and the wardrobe isn’t hidden, so I guess that’s…

‘…right.’

Franz decided not to think about it any further.

It’s not like it caused any problems, and she’s actually taking better care of me.

“Tower Master, shall we go then? I’ve picked everything.”

“…Are all those spares?”

Arian’s arms were truly full of robes.

Enough to pass down to children and grandchildren.

“The more, the better, right?”

“Yeah, I get it.”

It would be a bit much to say no after she went through the trouble of picking them out.

So, I had no choice but to accept it.

Soon, Arian showed the robes to the shop owner.

“How much is it?”

“86 gold coins… but are you really going to buy this many…?”

86 coins, enough for a commoner to live a lifetime in luxury.

As expected, the quality was good, so it was expensive.

“Yes, just a moment. Where did I put the money…?”

“Then I’ll have someone bring the rest to the tower, except for the one you’ll wear now.”

“Oh, yes. That sounds good.”

Arian handed the pouch of gold coins to the shop owner and carefully selected a robe.

It was a robe with a dark navy background and blue snowflake embroidery.

Is it because she is the daughter of the Grand Duke of the North?

Maybe she chose the snowflake pattern because she has seen a lot of snow.

After Franz and Arian finished paying, they left the shop.

They started walking towards the Magic Tower.

“Hmm, that one suits you best after all.”

Arian suddenly said.

“Hmm, I think this one is the best too.”

The dark navy color didn’t stand out too much, and the blue snowflake embroidery was pretty.

The overall color scheme matched well.

“R-really…?”

Arian smiled, drawing out her words.

Soon, they arrived in front of the Magic Tower.

Franz gradually slowed his pace and spoke to Arian.

“Arian, I need to take care of something.”

“Take care of something?”

Arian tilted her head diagonally.

At the same time, her eyes narrowed with suspicion.

I don’t know why she is acting this way, but it is probably a bit different from what she is thinking.

“Well, I need to see His Majesty.”

I have to ask for the title of Duke of Ishtar.

I promised to arrange a place for Yuna to stay.

“Oh, if that’s the case, please go ahead.”

Fortunately, Arian’s misunderstanding seemed to be resolved, and her expression brightened again.

She bowed her head and greeted him.

“Please go ahead.”

“Alright, if I’m late, go home first.”

Franz said, snapping his fingers.

The light flickered, and the figure of the Tower Master disappeared from in front of the Magic Tower.

Soon, he appeared in front of the imperial palace.

‘So, is it time to negotiate now?’

Well, it’s not really a negotiation, but still.