I pochette the potion bottle I put on the table and invite Marcus into the field.

"This is a material field I made. Alchemy is used to make the soil good. Take a [appraisal] look at the quality of the material being planted."

Stop at the corner of the field and encourage Marcus.

"What, you're making it out of such good material? Or is the lady working in the field?

Marcus is all the more surprised at appraising all kinds of materials.

"I've been to an apprenticeship before, and most of these alchemists usually make them out of shriveled ingredients that they sell to stores."

Wow! Try making potions with these luxurious healing grasses! or whining and looking at my field with envy.

If you want to solicit me, I think it's time.

"So why don't you work for us?

and propose to Marcus, who is obsessed with the field.

"Then you can learn to make fine potions, not crude potions?

Oh, my God. Marcus' face will be brighter.

"But can Daisy hire me?

Well, six-year-old. Then you answer that question, too, right?

"Yeah, I have money to hire you in relation to delivering potions to the country's military. But... if a six-year-old says he's his employer, he'll be worried..."

If I was in trouble there, the front door suddenly became busy. If you think of anything, your father just happened to be home from work this morning. Talk to your father and mother!

I took Marcus and hurried to your father and mother.

I told your father and mother how I've been.

"So, Daisy wants to hire Marcus next door, but she's worried about her parents because she signed a contract."

Your father, who was to deal with me on the couch in the guest room, confirms to me.

"Surely Daisy was right."

Mother is snorting at me too.

"Sebastian, I wonder if there was any room available for our servants"

Your father is checking with Sebastian, the butler who was holding back on his side.

... I didn't even think about that with all the momentum!

"Yes, there are still available rooms. It's a room I haven't used in a while, so I know if you can date me today or tomorrow, I'll be ready."

"Marcus, can I live here? And while Daisy's help is going to be a job, the employer is going to do it to me, okay?

Before the two aristocratic adults, your father confirms with a gentle smile against Marcus with a nervous face.

"Yes, I appreciate it!

Marcus bowed his head in momentum with Gabba.

"Well, shall we make a proper contract later? By the way, why is Marcus already working at that age? Is there something going on at home?

In our country, it is not uncommon for civilian children to work, but there are still many families that have quite a reason. Your father seemed to want to make sure at the same time that he was worried about it.

"We didn't die in an accident two years ago, and it's just my mother. But my mother couldn't work because she was ill. I still have a little brother and sister underneath me, so I have to work. I want to make money on my mother's medicine soon..."

Marcus spoke of family circumstances with a sinking face.

"Is your mother's illness serious?

Ask with a face your father seems worried about.

"I saw a doctor and he said it's a disease that won't heal unless it's high potion or church high heels. That's why I have to make money..."

Hearing that, your father, um, strokes his jaw for a while and thinks.

"Daisy, is Hypotion home now?

"Yes."

I nodded instantly.

"Marcus, why don't you do this? Your mother's illness should be cured first using Daisy's hypothesis. So, you're not going to be able to pay that price yet, so why don't you decide to pay it back in instalments at a later date and get a little of your monthly salary back to the point where you don't have any trouble living it?

Your father puts his jaw on top of his hands and peeks into Marcus' face.

"I can't believe you can pay me back for something that expensive... do you trust me that I just met you?

Marcus said it was a very incredible face.

"'Cause you've been serving in the Alchemist's shop ever since, haven't you? If you wanted to steal it, you could have stolen the high potion. But you haven't beaten that temptation and you've been working seriously, have you?

Your father's face is serious.

"Father. Marcus doesn't have burglaries on his rewards and punishments."

I, too, would like to help Marcus' mother and insist that Marcus has no problems with his humanity.

Your father nods, yeah.

"Well, let's wrap up the contract, including that."

Your father moved to the office once.

Marcus was thrilled with his father's measure, and was happy to be able to cure his mother's illness, hiding his face with his arms for a while and crying.

Your father then came back to the room writing a contract that included a repayment.

And let him know the details and terms of the contract.

Apparently, the contract amount was reduced by the contract amount of our regular servant, among the children, but it was better than any store he had ever worked at, and I was grateful for that.

"Well, I'll clean your room by the day after tomorrow, so will you come home the morning after tomorrow, at the time the first bell rings in the church morning? And bring this contract with your signature here, your mother's signature here."

And Marcus went home with the contract and the hypothesis.

"Father, I'll pay for Marcus' wages."

After Marcus left, I declared that to your father.

"No, it's the parents' duty to pay for their kids, Daisy. Besides, I think this stuff is an investment for my child's future. You don't have to worry. [M] And today's potion bill will be added to the money I keep from Daisy."

That said, he stroked my head with a pomp and went to his room.

From Marcus, who came two mornings later, my high potion cured your mother's illness! and gladly reported and thanked me.