Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 546
Dick led Simon Fitzgerald and Toto around the club booths.
“I asked the minions to bring me some materials to decorate the booth?”
Dick continued putting his arm casually around Fitzgerald’s neck.
“In the meantime we’re spying on our competitors to see what they’re lacking.”
“i get it.”
Fitzgerald nodded adjusting his glasses.
“I think this is my first time saying hello properly but my name is-“
“20th overall Fitzgerald.”
Fitzgerald’s eyes widened. He reveled in the familiar gaze as Dick muttered information.
“My hobby is reading. My specialty is philosophical discussions. My proudest thing lately is my 30 gold luxury glasses.”
“…How do you do that?”
“Haha! I’m the kind of person who makes a living out of things like this so there’s no need to worry. Anyway.”
Dick stopped and swung his arm out to the side.
“Look at the competition you guys are up against. Toto you too.”
“Oh yes!”
Fitzgerald and Toto’s eyes slowly circled the club booth and then returned to normal. Dick said with a smirk.
“Now I get a little bit of a sense of it? Why are those things so good and why did you guys go bankrupt!”
“at all.”
Fitzgerald raised his glasses.
“Well I don’t know.”
Toto also hesitated.
Dick turned to Simon and said ‘Are they really lacking?’ he asked with his mouth. Simon quietly turned away and smoked his other voice.
“Okay! No need to complicate things!”
Dick pointed forward.
“Gourmet club. While running a large restaurant they captivate freshmen with taste and smell. They show you what the club is doing at a glance! Meals are free for applicants. It’s nice to have this kind of sense.”
Dick pointed to the other side.
“The physical club wears only pants and puts on a lot of oil to attract students’ attention with their muscular beauty. The pitch black kendo club is stealing attention by displaying a wonderful sword collection and in the transformation club members transform into cats. So we’re running an event to guess which one is the real cat.”
Having said that Dick shrugged.
“Now you understand? Put the things that fit the personality of each club in front.”
“That’s strange.”
Fitzgerald tilted his head.
“If it’s that feedback I’m already doing it…”
“You’re not talking about that loathsome Siren Chimera and the squealing vomiting Death Worm are you?”
Fitzgerald put on an irritated expression but Dick shook his head and continued.
“It’s important to arrange elements that suit the personality of each club but that everyone even the general public will like! Oh there’s just something like that. A small and cute summon that girls will like?”
“There is a mini ‘Abomination’ chimera made from the organs of a mouse and a rabbit. Small and cute…”
“Dismissed. Customer.”
In a more serious situation than he thought Dick sighed deeply.
“Let’s move on to saving the individuality of the club. Let’s deal with the more fundamental and essential part.”
Dick mates palms! bumped into
“What are humans attracted to!”
Fitzgerald’s eyes lit up as if he had finally come up with a topic worth answering.
“Inquiry for the truth and boundless intellectual curiosity.”
“…Someone shut up the kid.”
Dick grumbled.
“Then I’ll put it more simply. What are teenage boys and girls attracted to! That’s interest in the opposite sex!”
Fitzgerald nodded.
“Reason. I agree.”
“Oh really? Now I’m talking a little bit.”
Dick shrugged and raised his voice.
“Oh to be honest what would a 17-year-old kid like! Romance! Excitement! Freshness! Campus date! Man! Woman! Love! That’s all! Look there!”
I saw male students handing out flyers in the alley ahead.
All of them are neatly dressed in suits and have sculpted faces. Handing out flyers to female students passing by she casually talks to them and the first-year aristocratic female students blush helplessly at her skillful work comments.
There was even a girl who received a flyer slightly changed her hair style and turned around to receive a flyer from them.
“And there too!”
On the other side of the alley were sophomore girls. Some students brought cheerleading outfits with short skirts or even maid uniforms.
The sky-like female seniors grabbed first-year students by the arms and whispered to them to join so the male students had no choice but to sign the application form with a bewitched look on their faces.
It was a completely different world here.
“Hey what is this all about!”
Toto said with a flushed face.
“Filthy. And vulgar.”
Fitzgerald was also irritated. Simon who had been watching quietly said with a bitter smile.
“You just said you agreed to interest in the opposite sex.”
“That’s different from reason. It’s more like animal instinct.”
he said adjusting his glasses.
“The name Elite Keygen is crying. In the first place I have no intention of accepting first-year students who enter because of that method.”
Upon hearing this Dick’s eyes widened.
“You! You have no right to laugh at them! Fitzgerald!”
He pointed at a female student in a maid uniform and was furious.
“Do you think they do it because they like it? Everyone wants to do things that are comfortable and want to be treated while setting the mood! Kids who go out on the field and run on their own two feet like that know! What is more effective! Which method produces greater results!”
Fitzgerald also raised his eyes without being pushed back.
“Mutation has its own philosophy. I will accept first-yearrs who have been twisted in that way as club members so I will continue to go only as sophomores next year.”
“No! You’re completely wrong! First of all people have to come. First of all people have to come so there are people who agree with your philosophy and values. At this rate it’s just ‘0’ with nothing! The possibility is also the future is also ‘0’!”
“…Dick calm down.”
Simon stopped Dick. I wondered why he was so excited.
“Now while holding weights you say that the kids who run on the field are filthy and vulgar! And you set your own strict standards to the public. How arrogant and stupid is this? With the person who achieved results!
He said coldly pointing at Fitzgerald with his index finger.
“Which one is more Kizen-like?”
“….”
Fitzgerald’s pupils twitched. He turned his head and adjusted his glasses.
“I’m not confident in my looks or charm.”
“Whoa.”
Dick brushed his bangs.
“That doesn’t matter. Whether you wear a doll mask or make up the important thing is to have a mindset to attract people! That itself is important.”
Dick said and walked ahead.
“Let’s go back to the booth. The materials should have arrived by now?”
* * *
When I arrived at the booth the minions had brought the goods. Under Dick’s direction everyone redecorated the booth together.
First of all those ugly occult decorations were removed and replaced with a neat interior design and the mutant letters on the roof were also changed to make it easier to read.
Pictures of funny summons were pasted on the wall and the smelly deathwym was summoned by Toto to subspace.
“you are good!”
And the Siren’s summoned beast was doing a ball-rolling stunt with his six arms. Fitzgerald who was manipulating her thoughts behind her raised her glasses.
“This is basic.”
Then he lowered his head with an expression as if something had broken.
“But somehow I feel like I’ve lost…”
“Ha ha ha! Do anything popular and eye-catching in the name of commerce!”
Just then Toto poked his head out from behind the tent pole.
“Hey Dick! Are you really wearing this?”
“Of course… Huh?”
Toto walked out with a red face.
He wore a long loose-fitting dress and a long wig on his head. Dick exclaimed in admiration as if he hadn’t known it would fit so well.
“It’s perfect! It’s a sickly beautiful girl who looks like she’s measured with a real ruler!”
“…Dick.”
Simon sighed and glared at Dick.
“Don’t play with Toto.”
“You’re kidding! I’m always serious. This is the only way to save your dying club!”
“…If the only way for us to survive is Toto’s crossdressing then I think it’s okay to perish.”
“Keuheumheum! Let’s not do that! There is a tool to gather girls but there is no tool to gather boys so I couldn’t help it.”
Dick shouted holding half of the flyer to Toto.
“Come on! Go! Mutant’s secret weapon! Attack the first year juniors!”
“I hate it! How could it be like this…!”
“Don’t worry! You’ve got your makeup on and no one will recognize you.”
On Dick’s sweet tongue of makeup and anonymity Toto who had been repeatedly rejecting became a little worried.
“Gee you really don’t recognize me do you?”
“I the general secretary of Keyzen guarantee! Go and come!”
Toto leaves with an uneasy face and this time Dick sees Simon.
“And Simon! How long are you going to be holding the weight from behind like that? You have to do something to help the fellow club members who are struggling.”
Simon blinked.
“You know. I’m the student council president. Would it be possible to directly help a certain club?”
“Whoa! You said that so I sent my minions to ask Professor Jane? This year the budget distribution standards are clear so it’s okay to help lightly on the last day.”
flutter!
Dick tapped Simon’s student council president coat and gave a meaningful smile.
“The hero of the famous entrance ceremony rescue operation! Shall we use that reputation properly?”
Simon felt his body tremble with anxiety.
* * *
same time.
Princess Molly was walking alone in the central square.
“….”
One by one the friends who had come to see the Seiwir performance had scattered and now she was left alone.
The sophomores who found Molly everywhere approached like hyenas.
“Princess isn’t club activity the flower of Kizen!”
“It would be an honor if you could come to our study group!”
“Princess if we attend…”
Molly shook her head coldly and moved on.
“sorry.”
Like the other first graders I wanted to leisurely look around the booth and experience various activities. However her seniors who recognized her from all over the place flocked to her so she lost her mind at all.
“Everything go away! Hey hey! Won’t it go away?”
A sophomore in the middle of the day stood in front of the club members who were trying to take her away.
It was Noble’s general manager Elisa Celine. She had other members around her.
“Princess Molly! I’ve been waiting for you! Come with us.”
Elisha continued with polite manners.
“Of course! If you become a second year I will guarantee you the position of Noble’s general manager. Following Prince Andre…”
“…You mean brother Andre?”
Princess Molly’s expression grew cold.
“Are you talking about our older brother who took advantage of his weaknesses and treated his classmates like personal maids abused school power and budget brought down the honor of the Dark Knights of the kingdom and put Simon in trouble?”
uh uh isn’t this
Elisa put on a puzzled expression.
“Oh Princess that’s…!”
“I’m sorry but I will never be able to enter Noble.”
Molly walked away at a brisk pace and ran away into the crowd.
Elisa and the Noble members of course thought that Molly would come in but they were dazed as if they had been stabbed in the back of the head.
‘Let’s check it one last time and go back.’
Molly walked through the crowd with a disgusted look on her face.
I was concentrating on taking a booth layout out of my uniform pocket.
puck!
Out of nowhere an elbow slammed into her face. He fell as she hit the floor with a ‘cuckoo’ sound.
‘?!’
She had never been slapped on the cheek in her life. He clutched her nose and let out a silent scream.
“Oh sorry.”
A voice was heard from above.
When Molly looked up she saw a schoolgirl sitting on a tall chair holding a large three-tiered cake.
“I didn’t know you were there.”
Short brown hair pale brown eyes.
And the unique hideous aura that is felt.
‘…no way!’
Molly clutched at her frowning nose and looked at her nervously.
The strongest in the first grade in name and reality.
Exception #1 Sasha Andracil was in front of me.
