Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 193

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Summoning Genius of the Necromancer Academy 193
Simon and Kamibarez passed through the crowded Fountain Plaza and entered a narrow alley.
“I’m terribly sorry, Simon!”
Kamibarez bowed deeply in apology, her violet hair sweeping across her face as she did.
Simon quickly waved his hands in protest.
“No, really, I’m fine! I’m not hurt at all.”
“Still, I’m so sorry. I thought he’d restrain himself with so many eyes watching… My father’s so embarrassed.”
She covered her burning face with her palm. Simon spoke gently.
“He was just being playful, that’s all. I don’t think he meant any real harm.”
“Playful? You almost died just now!”
She exclaimed in alarm.
‘Well. If that man had truly meant to kill me.’
My body would’ve been split in half and rolled across the ground long ago.
But there was no point in dwelling on such matters. Simon pulled a paper case from the package he was holding.
“Want some Ice Cream Bread? I bought it from a vendor on the way here.”
“Huh?”
Kamibarez hesitated, insisting it wasn’t the right time for snacks, but she eventually gave in to Simon’s enthusiastic encouragement and accepted.
She took a tentative bite.
“?!”
Her violet pupils dilated like a rabbit’s eyes. After taking another bite, she knitted her brow slightly, then her face broke into an irrepressible smile, her shoulders trembling with delight.
“Mmm, it’s so good!”
At last, her face lit up with a radiant smile.
Holding the Ice Cream Bread firmly in both hands, she ate it one bite at a time with obvious relish.
‘That worked out well enough.’
Simon glanced back discreetly. Kamibarez hadn’t noticed, but some distance behind them, Dietrich’s eyes glinted with interest.
“Well then, shall we go meet Pier?”
“Yes!”
She grinned widely, ice cream smeared on her lips.
Simon silently offered a handkerchief, gesturing to her lips. Her face flushed crimson all the way to her neck as she accepted it gratefully with both hands and wiped her mouth.
“I’ll have it laundered and return it to you!”
“Mm.”
The two walked side by side through the narrow alley.
With nearly two months of absence behind them, they had much to talk about. Kamibarez chattered away like a young songbird, while Simon nodded along and listened intently.
“You’re really a good listener, Simon!”
Simon tilted his head in confusion.
“I didn’t really say much though.”
“It just feels that way! I get nervous when I’m around other people, but talking with you is so comfortable—the words just flow naturally. I like that.”
He wasn’t sure why, but knowing she felt that way lifted his spirits too.
“School starts in two more days, so let’s keep talking and catch up properly.”
“Yes!”
As she’d mentioned before the vacation, she had sought out Professor Silaji’s disciples on his recommendation and learned from them how to control the wild blood of the Ursula.
Of course, it would be ideal to learn the Ursula’s power directly from the Ursula Family, but in Kamibarez’s case, though her blood was Vampire, her body was closer to human.
‘How a human uses Ursula blood’—a completely unprecedented problem.
This was something the Ursula could not teach, and Silaji had judged it better to learn from another human instead.
“What kind of person was Professor Silaji’s disciple?”
“Oh, the Doctor? He’s a wonderful person! I showed up rather abruptly, but he was so kind and considerate that I was able to adapt quickly.”
“That’s fortunate.”
Simon nodded and folded his arms.
“I thought Professor Silaji would teach you directly.”
“According to the Doctor, Professor Silaji went to carry out a secret mission in Kizen during the vacation. It’s something only the continent’s greatest blood sorcerer could do.”
When vacation came, Kizen’s professors didn’t simply rest—they typically went to carry out accumulated assignments.
They were both professors and active Necromancers, after all.
“How did you spend your vacation, Simon?”
“Me?”
He’d gone to the Sacred Federation and fought the Blood Heavenly Cult. Now he could wield Holiness freely and had awakened to an entirely new domain called Holy Undead.
But he couldn’t exactly say that.
“I did my vacation assignments and helped my father with estate matters. Just that kept me incredibly busy.”
“Lords certainly do have their hands full!”
The two exchanged various stories as they emerged from Campvelord into a bustling commercial district lined with shops.
Simon pulled out Pier’s letter and looked around, glancing here and there.
“Simon. Where is Dick?”
“He came to Langerstin a week ago and has been working part-time. Around here somewhere… Ah!”
Simon’s eyes widened as he scanned the shop signs.
“There it is! The sign says Blue Hobbit.”
“That’s an unusual name for a shop.”
“Let’s go in.”
Ding-a-ling.
The two of them opened the door and stepped inside. The moment they entered, their eyes darted everywhere at the items packed densely along the display shelves.
“Oh, everyone’s here?”
“Dick!”
Dick, wearing a casual apron, approached with quick strides. He wore the shop’s uniform instead of the Kizen School Uniform.
“Ha ha ha! How’ve you all been!”
Dick grinned widely and bumped fists with the two of them in greeting, then clapped his hands sharply.
“Wait! This isn’t the time! My shift ends in two hours, so help me out!”
“…All of a sudden?”
“A sale starts in ten minutes, so hurry and change into your uniforms! The manager says he’ll pay you too. Come on, come on.”
Dick pushed Simon and Kamibarez toward the changing room. They found themselves suddenly in the dressing room, changing into uniforms.
‘They told me to wear it, so I wore it, but what is this getup?’
Simon kept his Kizen school uniform pants and wore a brown striped apron over them. He tied a scarf like a necktie around his navy blue shirt.
“Simon~”
Kamibarez emerged shyly from the women’s changing room. Simon chuckled.
‘Cute.’
She wore the same outfit as Simon, but it was loose on her—just the tips of her fingers poked out from the sleeves. The brown apron suited her well.
“Are those two the part-time helpers who came to assist?”
“Yes, Manager!”
The manager, a stocky middle-aged man, walked over with Dick. He gave Simon and Kamibarez a quick once-over, then smiled with satisfaction.
“I’ll need you two to handle the event corner.”
“Excuse me?”
“Understood, Manager! This way!”
Dick smoothly guided the two of them.
“Sorry for surprising you. I apologize. This place sells household items that apply Necromancer techniques. I’m working here to get ideas and do market research.”
“Your apology doesn’t cut it. If you were going to put us to work like this, you should’ve told us beforehand.”
“Ha ha! Life is always full of surprises! Kamibarez, you take this spot. The dessert corner.”
Kamibarez awkwardly positioned herself at the dessert corner.
“Just open up a box at a time, put it on paper plates, and have people sample it. Simple, right? Good?”
“Y-yes!”
Already nervous, she began bouncing her leg. Dick immediately brought Simon to the opposite side.
“You’re here!”
Simon blinked. It was where clothes were laid out on display.
“Just help customers with fittings here, and tell them it looks good on them. Simple, right?”
“…No, I should at least explain what the clothes are to sell them.”
“They have Water-Resistant Magic and stuff, but honestly just say it looks good and you’re done! Oh, customers are coming!”
The door Simon and Kamibarez had entered through was not the main entrance. Another door swung open and customers began pouring into the shop.
“We’ll talk about this later.”
Simon adjusted his necktie as he spoke. Just then, a woman in her forties browsing the clothes turned toward him.
“Excuse me…”
“Welcome, ma’am! Would you like to try on a fitting? Our model looks excellent in this piece.”
Simon was the type to give his all to whatever he did.
Dick let out a soft exclamation of admiration at Simon’s fluent patter and gave him a thumbs-up.
One hour of forty percent off everything. Many people came, and what sold best, predictably, was.
“Ma’am, I’d actually recommend this brand instead of that product.”
“Why is that?”
The fastidious-looking woman crossed her arms.
“Your complexion is quite fair, so the darker tones here will suit you much better than the pastel shades.”
“Oh ho ho ho!”
A stream of noble ladies never ceased flowing around Simon. And on the opposite side, Kamibarez was holding her own.
“Here! Try the Strawberry Chocolate!”
Kamibarez trembled nervously but began enthusiastically promoting the desserts.
At first, lacking customer service experience, she had offered the chocolates only to be turned away, which made her grow timid. But then.
“Is this free?”
“Yes!”
A customer sampled one of the chocolates and declared it delicious. Though they hadn’t made a purchase yet, she broke into a radiant smile.
“Thank you so much!”
That single compliment was all it took—the customer promptly bought two boxes.
Before long, a line had formed. Kamibarez began clearing through her remaining stock.
“Alright, that concludes the event!”
The brief two-hour event wrapped up quickly. While other stalls struggled with their steep price points, Simon and Kamibarez had sold every last item.
“Thank you both so much. You said you’re Kizen students, right? Come back anytime you need to pick up some extra spending money.”
The manager beamed and pressed additional payment into their hands.
The two of them returned to the changing room and switched back into their school uniforms. Dietrich, who had also changed, was still talking with the manager.
“You’ve got quite the touch for business. Or wait—is today’s success really your doing, or do I have these two to thank?”
“No, sir. The real skill is having friends like them.”
“Ha ha ha!”
Simon couldn’t help but think Dietrich was being audaciously smooth. As the two approached, Dietrich waved them over.
“Come on, let’s go! We need to celebrate wrapping up vacation! My treat!”
“Yay!”
Kamibarez clapped her hands together with delight. Simon spoke up.
“Once Merin gets here tomorrow, we’ll finally be complete.”
Dietrich snapped his fingers.
“Oh right! I just got some new intel about Merin—you two are going to be shocked. Follow me.”
“New information?”
The three of them stepped outside.

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Jingle-jingle.
The shop door opened, and a massive man in a black cloak stepped inside. He was so tall that the back of his head nearly brushed the ceiling, forcing him to stoop slightly.
The manager rushed forward.
“Welcome! The event’s just ended, so purchases are at regular price, if you don’t mind—ack!”
The killing intent blazing from the man’s eyes sent the shop owner crashing to the floor. The remaining staff froze in place.
‘A… a vampire?’
‘Should I call the guards?’
The man pulled a money pouch from his pocket, dropped it on the ground, and spoke.
“Bring me all the Strawberry Chocolate in this shop.”
“…Pardon?”
The manager stared up at him, dazed.
Dietrich’s expression grew even more stern.
“Strawberry Chocolate.”
The manager, struggling to process what was happening, stammered urgently.
“I-I-I’m terribly sorry, but the Strawberry Chocolate is completely sold out! We do have Orange Chocolate, though. Would that interest you?”
At those words, the man picked up the pouch from the ground without hesitation, then spoke in a tone of absolute finality.
“If it’s not Strawberry Chocolate, I have no need for it.”
Dietrich strode out of the shop.
The manager stared blankly at the direction he’d vanished into, and only then did a bewildered murmur escape his lips.
“…Is that guy insane?”

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