The Weapon Master Shall Never Die Bare-Handed in Genshin Impact [435]

“Hmm-hmm-hmm~”

Marjorie, the owner of With Wind Comes Glory—Mondstadt’s beloved souvenir shop—was humming to herself in an unusually chipper mood.

And why was this trusted shopkeeper in such a good mood today?

Because she had just found the perfect mannequin—er, model.

With Wind Comes Glory was well-known throughout Mondstadt’s commercial district for selling all sorts of merchandise.

And naturally, more formal outfits like ceremonial gowns were part of her inventory.
But advertising those gowns was always a bit of a headache.

That is… until today, when Marjorie just so happened to stumble upon a model who was practically tailor-made for the role.

“Lumine! Try this one next!!”

She beamed as she carried another elegant gown into the dressing room, calling out excitedly, “This one would look absolutely stunning on you!”

“Huh? Um… okay… I guess…”

Lumine, caught off guard, found herself backed into the dressing room with no chance to escape.

She and Jia Changjiang had only come here looking for something that looked a bit like noble attire.

But the moment Marjorie found out they were shopping for clothes, her eyes lit up like stars.

Lumine had originally intended to make a run for it the moment she saw that glint—but failed to escape.

Now, she was locked inside With Wind Comes Glory, being enthusiastically styled and posed in one elaborate gown after another.

“Yes! Perfect! Now, change up the pose!”

Marjorie had pulled out a Fontaine-crafted camera and was snapping away with impressive speed, unfazed by the risk of carpal tunnel.

Lumine, twisted into pose after pose, was utterly dazed.

Wait a minute—wasn’t I the one supposed to be taking photos of other beautiful girls?!

How did I end up as the model?!

Poetic justice has struck! The hunter has become the prey!

Oh no… I am the beautiful girl now!

On the other side of the shop, Paimon and Jia Changjiang were seated, watching Lumine struggle. And they seemed to be enjoying it.

Though Lumine was usually pretty smug, one had to admit—

She did look good.

As long as she didn’t open her mouth.

The elegant dresses she was being dressed in perfectly brought out her natural grace and poise.

As long as she didn’t open her mouth.

“These’ll be great for our new ads,” Marjorie said cheerfully, examining the photos she’d taken.

“U-Um, Ms. Marjorie, can we maybe—” Lumine tried to edge toward the door, desperate to escape.

But before she could get even two steps out—

A firm hand clamped down on her shoulder.

“Lumine… where are you going?”

Marjorie’s voice dropped to a whisper—almost demonic—as it drifted into Lumine’s ear.

“We still have so many more outfits to try…”

With horror frozen on her face, Lumine was dragged right back into the dressing room. Her fingers clung helplessly to the doorframe—but to no avail.

Even Jia Changjiang couldn’t bear to watch anymore.

But as he tried to slip away himself…

He noticed something odd.

At some point, the front door to With Wind Comes Glory had been shut.

“By the way…”

“We also carry men’s formalwear and casual ensembles…”

“And since Mr. Jax is already here—how about staying just a little longer?”

“!!!!!!!”

Paimon, clutching the fruit juice Marjorie had handed her, silently sipped from her seat, too afraid to say a word.

Thankfully, her petite figure meant there were no outfits in her size.

But if there had been, she had no doubt she’d be dressed up too—as a doll, no less.

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“Ughhh…”

Lumine slumped against a wall in yet another of Marjorie’s curated gowns. “It’s finally over…”

Jia Changjiang looked just as exhausted.

Trying on clothes, to him, was pure torture.

Why try on clothes at all?

Isn’t the whole point of shopping to just find something that fits, buy it, and leave?

Why go back and forth over and over again?

How can anyone enjoy this?! Don’t they realize putting clothes on and off fifty times is a nightmare?!

He brooded silently.

That said, in the end, they did come away with two or three decent outfits.

Formalwear and everyday clothes both, complete with accessories, gloves, and boots.

Even Jia, once dressed, looked far less like a rough-and-tumble mercenary—and vaguely resembled someone with Diluc’s sense of style.

He tugged at the gloves, clearly unaccustomed.

Since arriving in Teyvat, he’d never worn anything this flashy before.

Lumine, too, wore a highly decorated gown with aristocratic flair.

While they now looked the part of nobles…

Neither of them had the energy left to go meet this “Schubert” guy today.

“…How about we skip it for today?” Jia suggested.

“Deal!” Lumine agreed instantly.

“Wanna go?”

Jia raised an eyebrow.

“Absolutely!” Lumine caught on immediately.

And so, the two of them rushed off toward their favorite spot in all of Mondstadt—

The Angel’s Share tavern!

“Why do you two know the way to the tavern so well?!”

Paimon shouted after them in exasperation.

Before long, Jia Changjiang and Lumine stood before the familiar doors of Angel’s Share.

“Hey!”

Lumine pushed the doors open with a slap and strode in. “Drunkards! Lumine’s back again!!”

Her voice echoed through the tavern, drawing the attention of everyone inside.

The moment they saw Lumine and Jia at the door, the place erupted in cheers and conversation.

“It’s Lumine and Jax! You’re back in Mondstadt!”

“This time, stay a while! Come join our table for a drink!”

The regulars welcomed them warmly as they entered.

Someone even noticed their new outfits.

“Wait—why are you two dressed in With Wind Comes Glory fashion just to come drink?!”

“You know nothing!”

Lumine struck a proud pose, hands on her hips and chest out. “This is called elegance never going out of style!”

“Look how great I look in this dress,” she added. “Not just for drinking—I could even fight in this outfit if I wanted to.”

“This is elegance.”

She launched into a lively explanation.

That animated way she spoke—paired with her elegant dress—made the tavern patrons secretly wish she would just talk a little less.

Soon after, Jia and Lumine found themselves a table.

“Charles!”

Jia raised his hand. “The usual to start with! Then we’ll order more!”

“And—oh right, I’ve made quite a bit of money recently in Liyue.”

“Get a bottle of apple cider for every table in here—on me!”

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