Ascendance of a Bookworm

The next day we arrived at Central Square before the 3 bells rang and waited for Frieda with Lutz. Speaking of which, I haven't heard anything about the color of Frieda's hair, the atmosphere, anything that might mark it.

"What do we do, Lutz?

"That's what you're calling me, isn't it?

"... about us, you know?

"I know. Mine's a special one, and there's a grandpa right there, so if you ask, you'll find out soon enough, right?

Lutz glanced over his shoulder pointing to the building of a commercial guild facing Central Square.

Sure, we're gonna find out soon enough.

"Hey, Lutz. How was it yesterday? We are..."

Yesterday, me and Lutz sold the paper to Benno and took the money home for the first time.

We all had our eyes round, but when we talked about making paper with Lutz, he praised us for "wow" and "you did your best.

And the first salary I gave was incorporated into the cost of living, and I was to buy a little more honey, a luxury item for winter support.

"What about Lutz? Being a merchant, would you admit it?

With the creation of paper with me, Lutz was admitted by Benno to become an apprentice. But how was the family? Could they have acknowledged Lutz's enthusiasm?

Lutz looked bitter and clasped his shoulders.

"… subtle. I was glad you made the money, but you haven't had a merchant yet. Father, when I said I made paper with Mine and sold it, I told him to be a paper maker. Craftsmen."

"Rutz's father really wants to be an artisan."

I know we're proud of ourselves for making things, but it's not like Rutz's hope, so it's going to be hard to find a drop point.

"But I don't want to be an artisan, I want to do business like Benno's husband leaving this city. You don't just want to make paper, do you, Mine?

"Yeah. After this, when I can mass produce paper, I want to leave paper making to others to go to the one who makes the book. I can't even do a bookstore without more books, and the library is another dream."

To increase the number of books, you can't just mass produce paper. Printing technology will be absolutely necessary. You can't seem to be happy to make a book just layered with a few note forms.

... There's still a long way to go.

"Me, if you're going to be in a bookstore with Mine, fine. Yesterday, I saw a bookcase in a commercial guild, and I thought," You want a book, you're rich enough to read a letter, right? "

"Well, you are"

There's no way the civilians in this city who can't read and deserve it want a book. Books? What's that? Is it delicious? That's what they usually say.

"Then you can go and sell it to the nobles of all the cities if you're a bookstore? Look, it was a map. It was next door to the lord."

Given the audience of people buying books, that could certainly happen.

A small footsteps stopped before me as I admired Rutz, who was silently looking down at the map and firmly shaping my wishes.

"You, Mr. Mine?

"Heh!? Oh, yes! That's right. Is that Mr. Frieda?

"That's right. Nice to meet you today."

Frieda, who grinned nicely, was a poor, cute toddler with twin-tailed cherry blossom hair and brown eyes smiling calmly.

Growing up well or being harsh, he looks shorter and younger than his age for being very grown up with tricks and words. I can't tell you about people, but it's an unbalanced impression.

But no matter where you look from, you don't look like a guild leader. It seemed like it was just a rumor to resemble a guild leader. I'm glad Benno's worried.

"Are you Mine's companion? I'm glad it was just the girl..."

That's what Frieda said when she looked at Lutz and swelled her cheeks just a little.

Sure, the story between women is also heart-catching, but that kind of thing is limited to friendly and careless patterns. Today's destination is the Guild Commander's house. I don't feel like going alone very much.

I grinned nicely, holding Lutz's hand with a cocky face to the way Frieda said it.

"I can't go out without Lutz because I don't have the strength and I often fall down. It is forbidden to enter unless Lutz is with you in Mr. Benno's shop, so if Lutz can't..."

I'm going home, before I say it, I can let Frieda cover my words.

"The more dangerous it is if someone isn't watching, the more often you fall... Mine, you, possibly, eat yourself?

"Yes?... eating?

I leaned my neck unintentionally toward the unfamiliar words. Frieda also gently places her hand on her cheek and leans her neck in the opposite direction to me.

"Can't you understand the words?... Well, there's something hot in your body that doesn't move regardless of your will?

"Yes! Do you know about this disease?!?

Information came out of an unexpected place about a disease that nobody knew about. Frieda laughs a little troubled as me and Lutz ride out and wait for an answer.

"... I was, too. So you're still small, aren't you?

It seems that the illness of eating is the reason why I do not grow small and fall for a few things when I am distracted. Compare yourself to a slightly smaller Frieda and your own body, which is also 2-3 years old, and be hacked.

"How can you heal!?

Frieda's words earlier were in the past. I mean, it's healed. After seeing Lutz face to face, I asked Frieda to eat up.

Frieda lowers her eyebrows sorry and squeals small into the sigh mix.

"... it costs money, it's amazing"

"Oh, desperate..."

A lady from a merchant who's a guild leader says, "It costs a lot of money." It's hopeless in our economic power.

Frieda gently slapped me on the shoulder with an item.

"But you look so fine. While we're doing everything we can to get to what we want to do and what we want to do, we're fine. Instead, watch out for recoil when your heart breaks or you lose sight of your goal"

I see. How have you been here lately because you have set goals for wanting to go to the woods or decide to make paper and operate? You were dying when you gave up Wood Jane.

Hmm? Isn't that like a roaming fish that's gonna die if you're not swimming?

Mm-hmm, roaring, organizing the information I first found out in my head.

My illness is eaten. I first learned the name of my illness today. And I got one way to deal with it. In order to be healthy, they just have to keep moving toward their goals.

"If you're convinced, why don't we head over to our house?

"Yes."

Our guild leader, who was guided by Frieda, was also a merchant.

Pretty big, closer to the walls than Benno's. I don't deserve a word near the walls. It feels right next to the walls and is the finest position where the temple can be seen close by.

"Me, I love watching baptismal marches, I always watched them. At the summer christening ceremony, the hair decorations were very prominent."

If the house is here, you must have a good view of the queues that go into the temple, even if you don't bother to go outside.

"It was the first decoration I saw, so I asked my uncle, but the information was not gathered, nor was it widespread at the Autumn Baptist Ceremony, strangely..."

"It's a little tricky, so I can't make it unless it's a winter hand job that can take a lot of time together."

My mother said so, I add in my heart.

"It was..."

"If it sells, this decoration should decorate the Baptist girl from next spring"

"Well! So I'm the only one who wears it at the winter baptism? I'm looking forward to it."

Seeing Frieda shining her face, she realized that what Benno was saying about "the special treatment to be attached at the winter baptism ceremony that no one was wearing before the sale" was quite premier.

If it comes with a premiere, won't it be my fault? I hope it didn't.

He rents all the buildings with Frieda's house and shop to his employees and doesn't live there except for the people involved. I was walked upstairs to the house.

Lots of cloth.

I also thought when I went to Otto's house, but the only place I thought there was a lot of cloth in Otto's house was the reception room.

But everywhere Frieda's house is gorgeous with tapestries and cushions, flooded with colors. And there's a shelf, decorated with figurines and metal statues of stone animals. Pretty rich, with power close to nobility, I could see.

"Ma'am, go ahead"

After being put through to the reception room, a woman working downstairs serves me a drink.

Instead of the wood I'm used to seeing, a cup of metal is poured with red liquid.

"Oh, thank you. This is a beverage where you dilute cord liquid made by adding honey to cord juice and simmering it with water. It's sweet and delicious."

Since the fruit named Corde is very similar to the wood juice, it would be like wood juice. When I put my mouth on it with that in mind, it was sweeter than I expected.

Rarely do I have sweetness in my mouth, and I realize that my face is grinning.

"Sweet ~. Delicious, Lutz."

"True. Sweet and good!

"I'm glad you like it.... That's right, how did you get to come to us?

Frieda tilted her little neck. What the hell did the guild leader explain? I'm not sure, but you should explain it here as well.

"Actually, yesterday, the guild leader asked me to make this ornament for Mr. Frieda's christening ceremony."

When I take the Touri hair ornament I brought as a sample out of my tote bag, Frieda sees it and nods small.

"I know that. But I thought my uncle would make it on his own."

That's right, you're my grandson. Big right.

My uncle was going to run wild, order on his own, and surprise me.

"Er, that's the word that came out, but I figured I'd be more pleased to make it according to my preferred color and the costume of the day, so I asked to hear my hopes"

Frieda's hair is cherry blossom, or pale pink. It doesn't look very good in the decorations that go with the blue-green, the color of Touri's hair.

It would be better to make it a red flower or put it together clearly with an image like white flowers and green leaves.

"Yes, I thought you were willing to be my uncle, but you stopped me, didn't you?

"That's why, if you like, show me your outfit for the day. I'd also like to see the colors you use for embroidery."

Avoiding a clear statement, Frieda giggled that she was going to subtly deviate from the topic from the guild chief, but not to mention the prospect.

... Are all kids with advanced education grown up like this?

The tricks and words and deeds look more adult than mine. At least, they're completely different from the kids we used to go to the woods with.

"Wait a minute. I'll get you a costume."

When Frieda took her seat off, Lutz sighed so loudly. Was it also hard to stay still, turn your shoulders or shake your head to move your body?

"Lutz, are you okay?

"I can't have a conversation. I don't know what color suits you, and I can't talk to you in that condescending language."

When I was talking to Frieda, too, I nodded heavily at Lutz's words because I was unconsciously polite and nervous about not coarsely phasing.

"Mm-hmm. When you get to work, you should also remember the condescending words, but I'll be the one to listen to hope today. I know it's hard to keep your mouth shut, but one of you is careful, so stay with me."

"Ooh."

I just have allies, I'm comfortable.

When I was exhaling in relief, Frieda returned.

"Thank you for waiting. This is the costume."

"Wow, nice!

Frieda brought me a costume to wear to the baptism ceremony. The only thing that white is the tone is that the thickness of the fabric is different, although it is no different from the summer touri. Specifically, there are parts of Frieda's costume that are also fuzzy with fur, and it looks warm to see.

I roared hmm when I thought of my winter outfit, which I would wear over and over again.

Although sewing arms were more important than economic conditions because summer baptism ceremonies are thin fabrics, differences due to economic power are likely to be noticeable in winter baptism ceremonies.

"Do you like this color, Mr. Frieda?

"Yep. That's why you're having it embroidered?

I find a red embroidery in the white and compare it to Frieda's hair. This would look great on clothes and hair.

"Do you still have extra yarn I used for this embroidery?

"I think there is, but what do you do?

"When you have flowers of the same color, they are well clustered. May I have a word? I'll look for yarns of the same color."

"Yeah, fine."

Ask Benno to find the same shade of yarn by splitting a little yarn to make flower decorations.

Maybe I can stick to the yarn because the hair decorations I make for Frieda have been priced pretty rough by Benno.

"Is this enough?

Frieda came back with the stiffness of the yarn in her hand that seemed like another amount of clothes could be embroidered.

"Enough..."

"Well, good to see you now."

They hand me the solidification of the deep red thread, and I am on my way.

If I even get raw materials here, I'll have a clap on my head, what should I do!?

But I just can't say, "Mr. Benno is plugging it, so I'll discount the raw material". It is troubling that the relationship between Benno and the plucked guild leader will be any more difficult.

Besides, Benno pissed me off in the brain saying, "When you can take the money, from where you can, as much as you can, it's what you keep".

Ugh, roaring, I caught my eye on Frieda's hair.

"What do you plan to look like with your hair of the day?

"Same as today, though?

Frieda's hair is twin tailed so she needs two of the same embellishments.

Good to know. Finally, I'm glad they stopped Guild Leader from running ahead. If I had made it as the guild leader put it, Frieda would have been in trouble getting a hair decoration that only had one part, on top of not looking very good.

"... if it's the same as today, you need two decorations, right?

"... right"

Frieda also got a hazy face when she just said she noticed.

If I make two, I can relieve myself somewhat of blurring. If I am relieved, Frieda puts her finger on my chin and makes a slightly more serious face.

"You have to double the amount."

"No, I also got the yarn to be the ingredient, so you can keep it at this rate"

With the cost almost gone, I can't afford to get two minutes of my fee. My stomach hurts.

"But that's not how it works. I promised to make it for that amount. I'll pay for two things properly."

"Oh no! I got the ingredients, but I can't believe I got two..."

Pay, don't need it, when me and Frieda began to develop into endless rhetoric, Lutz, who had been silent until now, scratching his head with Polypoli, suggested.

"Then why don't we make the second half price?

"Huh?"

"Mine wants a discount because I'm getting raw materials. Frieda wants to pay two instalments later so that there won't be any trouble between the guild chief and Benno's husband. Between them, let's make the second half price."

"Lutz, genius! Is that all right, Mr. Frieda?

I jump without one or two to the drop point that Lutz proposed.

When I turned around, Frieda looked so puzzled that she couldn't say anything.

"I don't mind... when I can take the money, from where I can, as much as I can, what I'll take?

Words popped up that didn't suit the poor, adorable look. Frieda was undoubtedly the daughter of a merchant and seemed to be the granddaughter of the guild chief.

"... is that a merchant's thing? It's like Benno said the same thing..."

"Oh? That's what business is, isn't it?

I shook my head unwittingly to Frieda, who tilted his neck and said so as a matter of course.

"Is there a limit, or is there a fair price for things... Well, I'm glad we found the drop."

"You guys are changing."

The creeping Frieda laughs. But that wasn't a mockery or anything, it was very friendly and looked like a natural smile.

It's not so much like arguing and friendship sprouted, but it's a bit like a hedge removed, like a strange sense of union created, like that.

Not enough to say with business talks and chest outstretches, but one thing was decided about hair decorations.

I just thought I'd get some time, but when the corde-water change was brought in, Lutz's gaze, who was willing to go home, was fixed with corde-water. I also want to enjoy the sweetness and flow into a little chatty time as I am seduced.

"Yes, we pick up nuts and firewood in the woods. It's like a picnic every day."

Picking up firewood is life-consuming, so it's not that long. Instead, I'm more concerned about Frieda's life, which doesn't even require me to go pick up firewood.

"What does Mr. Frieda usually do? Kids don't go to the woods around here, do they?

"My favorite... heh"

Put it down for a beat, Frieda laughs nicely, and opens her mouth.

"Maybe counting the money?

Huh? Empty ears? Are you out of your mind? Has your ear gone crazy?

I feel like a hell of a hobby has come out of the mouth of a poor, cute little girl.

"Oh, that's a little different. I'm sorry."

If you are facing too unexpected an answer, Frieda shakes her head as she sifts adorably to correct her remarks.

It was only for a moment that I stroked down my chest saying it was just a mistake.

"I don't just count, I also like saving. Feeling a firm weight in the bag makes you so happy, and the sound of money rubbing and ringing, isn't it nice?

"... may be, ha. I was also glad to see the weight of the piggy bank increase."

After I managed to squeeze out the word, I gently closed my eyes.

... It wasn't an illusion. Who the hell are you talking about? It's me! My stupid idiot!

I couldn't believe the lady's hobby for making sweets and embroidery seemed to suit her... I didn't want to know.

"Well! You know my hobby!?

Frieda began to talk about how she liked money because she cared about being affirmed.

"I, from an early age, loved the glitter of gold coins, and I was most excited to be with my uncle when he calculates his income and expenditure once a month, counting gold coins."

Copper coins, silver coins, are they gold coins? You rich bastard!

Frieda's heated narrative continues even while I am hissing. Moisturize your eyes like a snooze, cheek up, which, it seems, pleasantly, sifts a hot valve about the expansion of gold accounts and commerce.

"These days, it's also heartbreaking to think about how we can increase this money and find products that are likely to sell."

... What shall I do? She's so weird. Lovely, but too bad.

"Hey, Mine."

"Yes, what is it?

Half-conscious I was, haphazardly correct my posture and Frieda's glittering eyes, taking my hand and squeezing it, almost simultaneously.

"I really liked you."

"Thank you?

I want you to miss that the end of the phrase has risen unnaturally. I have no idea what I liked about it myself.

Leaning her neck, Frieda dyes her cheeks and says with an adorable smile looming.

"You don't work with me?

"No!

faster than I would react, and Lutz dismissed it immediately.

"Oh, 'cause we're bigger than Benno's, and we're in business for a long time, so the terms are good, right? Still, I haven't officially become an apprentice at the end of the baptism ceremony, so something that can also be our apprenticeship. Besides, I'm asking Mine. I'm not asking you."

Is that it? This development, sure, even yesterday...?

"I appreciate the invitation, but I'm indebted to Mr. Benno for not returning it..."

I refuse, and before I go on, Frieda laughs nicely and has covered the dialogue.

"Oh, no, I'll give it back instead."

"Huh? Er..."

I meant to say no, but I'm not saying no.

There was no mistake in the rumors, and Benno's worries were not worrying.

You sure look just like the guild chief! What you're saying just in a different tone goes hand in hand!

Don't break your smile, Lutz's mood drops sharply as he wraps up with Frieda, who increases the benefits of changing stores one after another.

"Mine, answer him as clearly as you did yesterday"

"Oh, oh, I refuse!

I thought saying no too clearly was going to make the kid cry and scare him, but even if he refused, Frieda just rounded her eyes.

Instead, his eyes twinkled so that he could burn into a fighting spirit.

"Oh, too bad.... but we still have plenty of time until Mine's christening ceremony, and if you're tentatively enrolled in a commercial guild, you've had many chances to face each other, haven't you? I'm looking forward to it."

I wonder what.

The mood of a snake-studded frog, or the mood that blocked the escape route, brings a cold sweat to life.

I don't care how much you want, Mr. Benno, help me!