Chapter 67 – 67
“How do you know about my identity!”
Euro, who had been drinking tea with Diena in her salon, smiled as he watched Larry suddenly burst in, huffing with indignation.
On the other hand, Diena, who had been sipping tea with a gentle expression opposite him, looked utterly shocked.
“T-that person is…”
“Hmm?”
“Why is he dressed like that?”
Diena couldn’t even finish her sentence [unauthorized copy]and squeezed her eyes shut. [visit our site]Larry, who had just come from playing the clown, was wearing a multi-colored spandex bodysuit and a snugly fitted hat.
To Diena, whose aesthetic sense was so exceptional that she practically ran the finest boutique in Silon, Larry’s appearance was simply unacceptable.
The mental shock must have been significant, as the hand holding her teacup trembled. Euro looked back and forth between Diena and Larry before setting his cup down.
“Is this your first time seeing him? I doubt it. He’s always dressed like that in the central plaza.”
“That man?”
“Yes.”
“But why is he shouting ‘you, you’ at the Duchess without even a greeting…”
Diena looked bewildered; she hadn’t realized the plaza clown was the same person, especially since he had stormed in and started yelling without any courtesy.
Only then did Larry seem to realize his mistake. He calmed his [stolen content]excitement slightly and glanced at Euro. Read on Read BL NovelsHowever, he still didn’t understand the words Euro had conveyed through Dent.
There was no way Euro could know he was a dragon, yet hearing that his identity was known made Larry wonder if Euro actually knew everything.
It was inevitable. Even for someone who had lived for hundreds of years, Euro was a person who was difficult to comprehend.
It wasn’t just the knowledge he possessed from unknown sources, but also his strange attitude that made his intentions hard to read. On the surface, he seemed to live aimlessly and recklessly, but there was always a hidden point to Euro’s words.
“Ah, it’s fine. Despite how he looks, he’s from a quite prestigious family.”
“…I am?”
“Did you think I wouldn’t know?”
Euro smiled at Larry as he spoke.
“Inno Kashtun.”
“…”
“The man who even served as the Academy principal. Your great-grandfather, right?”
Larry blinked, his mouth half-open at the sound of a name he hadn’t heard in a long time. Inno Kashtun wasn’t his great-grandfather, but he was a very familiar figure.
Inno Kashtun was one of Larry’s polymorphs. It was a life he had enjoyed about a hundred years ago; he lived as a scholar, drifted into the Academy, and somehow ended up as the principal.
He had done it simply because he wanted to settle in Silon and needed a suitable social status. However, as things grew and he even received a title, various restrictions and nuisances followed. Eventually, Larry had to fake his death just to escape the Academy.
“I-I know of him. Isn’t that the person whose statue is at the Academy?”
“That’s right.”
“But didn’t he have no heirs? So the Baron title he received vanished… and unauthorized copyI believe he donated all his assets to the Academy.”
“You know a lot, don’t you?”
“My younger brother graduated from the Academy with support from the Kashtun Scholarship Foundation.”
Euro nodded at Diena’s words and stared at Larry. It was somewhat absurd that he had thrown away such a decent title to live as a neighborhood punching bag of a clown, but Euro accepted it as is.
Though he didn’t know everything, if Larry had stayed in Silon all this time, he would have had more than one or two identities. At some point, titles and status must have simply become boring.
Since he was a dragon, he wouldn’t have chosen polymorph for the sake of a better life. He likely focused only on simple amusement and dopamine hits; what meaning would money or titles have to him?
Larry asked Euro, who was looking at him with a smile.
“How did you know that?”
“We’ll talk about that later… Diena, I want [Read on Read BL Novels]to order some clothes for this man to Read on Read BL Novelswear during the spring festival.”
“…”
“As you can see, he’s a man who dresses like that. I’m terrified he might stand in the plaza in that outfit during the festival.”
“…I won’t be doing anything in the plaza during the festival,” Larry said in a dissatisfied voice. He wasn’t an idiot; concerts were held in the plaza during the festival, and he had no intention of needlessly fooling around in a corner.
Why would he do such a thing? The reason he played the clown in the plaza was to be moderately visible so that many people would know him, while remaining someone no one felt the need to pay much attention to.
Diena stood up without a word at Euro’s request. She had already been quite bothered by his appearance, so she felt this was for the best.
With the festival approaching, she had many production orders and honestly hadn’t taken separate commissions for a while. But since it was a request from Euro, her primary client, she had no choice.
Of course, even if it weren’t for that, now that she had seen his state, she could never let Larry leave her boutique as he was. No matter if his profession was a clown, those clothes were beyond the pale.
It would have been fine if they were just flashy and ridiculous. But the clothes [Read on Read BL Novels]were so worn out from how [visit our site]long he’d worn them that he looked more like a ragpicker.
“While we’re at it, why don’t we remake those clothes too, Madam?”
“Isn’t making clown clothes a bit…?”
“What’s ‘a bit’ about it? Clothes are clothes. Setting aside the shocking appearance for a moment…”
“…”
“This is not clothing. My pride simply won’t allow a person who came to my boutique to leave wearing this.”
With a determined expression, Diena called her staff. Immediately, the entire crew swarmed Larry.
“W-wait… these clothes are fine. This is enough for me!”
Larry looked disgusted as people with [stolen content]burning eyes grabbed him, and he reached [Read on Read BL Novels]out [unauthorized copy]toward Euro. However, Euro lightly ignored him.
This was because Euro also recognized that the clown suit Larry was wearing was an extreme piece of rag.
“Why does a clown need multiple outfits? You just wear one!”
The staff easily subdued the struggling Larry and began recording his measurements. Their movements were so swift that Larry was tossed around without even being able to push them away.
“Is there any casual wear he can wear immediately after some quick alterations?”
“Of course. Don’t worry.”
“Really? Then just rip those clothes apart.”
“Hey!”
Larry shouted in surprise. However, Euro didn’t [visit our site]even make eye [visit our site]contact with Larry and leisurely drank his tea.
“Larry, your clothes keep triggering my painful memories. I’ll overlook the colorful spandex, but at least rotate through some decent clothes.”
It was unpleasant enough that someone would own two or three sets of such beggar-like clothes, but it was absolutely loathsome to wear just one set incessantly.
This was because Euro himself had a history of wearing a single stage costume until it was old and frayed. That remained the only dark chapter of Euro’s life.
“Hey! You, kid… let go! I told you I don’t need clothes! Does it make sense for a clown to have custom outfits?”
“That’s why you should consider it an honor. Do you know how famous this boutique is?”
“I said I don’t want them!”
Larry could have easily pushed these people away if he used his strength, but he didn’t. It wasn’t necessarily because he was embarrassed that Euro was buying him new clothes, but rather that he seemed worried about hurting someone if he misapplied his strength.
‘He should worry about the people of the Spioren Family a bit more.’
Euro clicked his tongue inwardly. Seeing as he played the clown in a crowded plaza and even served as the Academy principal, it didn’t seem like he hated humans.
If so, what was the real reason he cast the curse? Did he do it simply because Euro had betrayed him? Euro couldn’t understand.
“Bill the clothing costs to me.”
“No, if that gentleman is a member of the Kashtun family, I’ll consider it as repaying a debt of gratitude.”
“Will that be alright?”
At Euro’s question, Diena nodded readily. At this, Larry screamed while his limbs were held fast.
“Why are you repaying the gratitude in a direction I don’t want! I said I hate it!”
“There’s a reason Madam Diena’s boutique does so well. She’s just too kind.”
“You flatter me, Madam.”
Ignoring Larry’s screams, Diena and Euro chatted and laughed together.
Leaving the boutique, Euro nodded as he looked at Larry standing beside him. Indeed, once the beggar-like clothes were removed and replaced with decent ones, his handsome face shone.
‘Why did he make his face like this if he was just going to polymorph and act like a clown?’
If polymorph allowed for the specification of appearance, it could be said that Larry had dumped all his stats into his face. It was almost detestable.
Others had to live accepting the faces they were born with, yet he possessed such incredible power and chose to live like this. For Euro, who had once wondered how much better it would be if he were just a little more handsome, this was quite an irritating matter.
“Why is your expression like that?”
“I suddenly felt bad.”
“I’m the one who feels bad! You did whatever you wanted, so why are you looking at me with those eyes?”
At Larry’s shout, Euro scoffed inwardly.
‘Are you even human, you bastard?’
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