After that happened, we had a brief conversation about what we could do to get rid of the duchess.
Since I already knew that our meeting was predestined, I just made an excuse, telling Freytan in the middle of the conversation that we needed to stabilize ourselves first, meaning we had to reach the guild where I would assume the position of master.
"Now that we know what to do, first I need to finish everything I had planned in this city."
"What exactly would that be? There isn't much to do here."
"You'll find out, and before we leave, could you put on some clothes? You've been naked since you woke up."
Freytan looked at herself, realizing it as she looked at his body. There were some marks scattered on his skin.
"You didn't need to say it, I wouldn't have gone out naked anyway."
"Oh, really? I'll be waiting for you outside."
While descending the stairs, I began to think about the other heroines in this city.
There are four heroines and two male characters. The rarity distribution would be two SR-ranked heroines, one S-ranked, and one R-ranked. As for the male characters, both of them were S-ranked.
Currently, in this part of the story, only one of these characters is here, Scylla. Now you might ask, if they're not here, who should we visit?
It's simple. It's the non-playable characters, or rather, the NPCs. There are some non-playable characters who are useless if you're playing, after all, they will only say the same things over and over again.
But now they are real people, so knowing about them and what they will do in the future is like finding the golden ticket. And since I already have enough influence to use in the first cities, I can use it to increase and not suffer in the future.
"Dantalian, who are we going to visit first?" Freytan spoke, stopping by my side.
At that moment, we were already outside.
"Let's go to a nearby clothing store."
"What are you planning to do?"
"Don't worry about it, I don't have money to buy something for you yet..."
Freytan walked ahead of me towards the only tailor shop in this city.
"Alright, I'll take the opportunity to buy a pair of scissors on the way."
' She seems less cold now. If I were to compare it to the game, her friendship level would be at level eight. Only two levels left to reach the maximum level,' I thought, looking at Freytan, startling everyone who passed by her side. It seems that cold-bloodedly killing some people made her feared by all. Despite these looks, I feel like they're not entirely focused on her. Maybe they don't like me either.
Time passed, and as we approached the tailor shop, I could see my target sitting in a chair outside the store, reading a newspaper.
A young man with striking features, with green hair and eyes that caught attention, had a single red strand that contrasted with the rest of his hair. He was wearing a white shirt and black pants.
Thinking about it now, it's strange that I was sent to another world and he didn't become a playable character, although he would have received a huge amount of hate if he turned out to be a disappointment like the others.
"Well, if it isn't Master Dantalian. Do you wish for a new piece of clothing?"
The young man stood up and bowed to me. "If needed, I apologize as your seamstress is on a trip in search of new fabrics."
"Not exactly. I came here because there's something I want to discuss with you about the future."
The young man seemed confused, but knowing my position and considering the relationship we have, he just looked around, extending his arm towards the store door and opening it.
"Let's talk about it inside."
The young man entered, waiting for me to accompany him.
"You've noticed that, right?"
With a somber expression, Freytan simply replied, "Yes," and entered the store.
'He completely ignored my existence... What did I do to be so hated?' Freytan thought, noticing the stares of everyone in the store.
Freytan muttered with an ironic smile. "In comparison, the others simply repudiate, instead of just ignoring."
"Mr. Dantalian, how long will you stay outside?" The young man looked from inside the store, tapping his foot on the ground with crossed arms, staring at me intently.
"I thought I saw something, that's all."
I began walking towards the young man. "So, where are we going?"
"To my office, it's beyond that red door."
The young man reached the door first, opened it, and went straight to the table in the center of the room.
A place filled with mannequins, divided between those with a feminine body aspect and the rest with masculine aspects, representing different stages of life.
"You're truly dedicated to your work."
"I have to be, after all, I'm the only tailor in this city."
The young man gathered all the designs and fabrics on his table, putting them in separate drawers.
"Let's sit down because this is a very serious conversation, am I right?"
"As serious as the fact that our partnership will be the best opportunity for your work and my life plan."
The young man looked at me suspiciously. The young master of a small guild who never even left his city unless he was sent, talking about something that will have such a significant impact? But out of respect for his friendship with the protagonist, he thought his friend had finally awakened.
"Alright, let's go. Tell me about your grand plan."
With a smile, I began to explain, and with each passing second, with every word that came out of my mouth, the young man in front of me showed more and more surprise, widening his eyes, getting excited, tapping his foot quickly on the ground, and finally, giving a big smile. It was the joy of seeing his friend finally becoming someone.
"It's a stupid idea, but it will definitely work. You've truly changed, so it wasn't just my imagination."
'What? He noticed something?' I thought, trying to understand what signal I gave for this to happen until I realized that the true protagonist would have simply gone straight to the new guild because in the game, he only meets Scylla because of the player.
I sighed. "Have I become a normal person, I would say?"
The young man laughed.
"You are anything but normal, whether it's the current you or the past you. Both have something that sets them apart from everyone else, even making clothes for you is a challenge."
The young man opened one of the drawers, taking out a black ink pen.
"Shall we sign a contract now or later? Because if we don't do it now, I might just steal your idea."