111 Thank You Dyon 1 (1/2)

Ri looked at Dyon oddly, but still followed.

”What would you like to wear?” Dyon asked Ri.

”Wear? What do you mean?”

”Well, since you said we weren't dressed appropriately, couldn't I just make it so that we were?” A mischievous glint flashed in Dyon's eyes.

”Oh… we don't really have anywhere to change though, and I don't have any formal clothes.”

Ri knew she wasn't exactly telling the truth. But, she disliked girly wear as much as Dyon disdained to wear anything but sweat pants and a t shirt. It reminded her of something she'd rather not think about.

Dyon watched Ri's expression with interest. He could see that something was troubling her, but he had no idea how his question could elicit such complex feelings.

Dyon smiled, ”if you don't want to, let's just go in like this,” Dyon took out a white shirt and covered his torso. Rolling up his sweat pants to his calves and leaving on his usual casual flip flops, he put his hands behind his head and strolled ahead without a care in the world.

Ri sighed, ”we could just go somewhere else you know. Do you enjoy being looked down upon that much?”

Dyon chuckled, ”I'd like to see how they'd look down on us when they realize the reason I can treat you today,” Dyon's smile was bright, seemingly eroding all of Ri's doubts.

Little Lyla remained oblivious to all of this. She used Little Black like her own personal pony, riding him from stall to stall whenever she found something interesting on the road side markets.

Dyon chuckled as he shamelessly made Ri pay for everything Lyla asked for. Even still, Ri couldn't seem to say no to the little girl – instead happily obliging.