Ascendance of a Bookworm

The next day when I came home and was horrified, I headed with Lutz to Benno's shop.

Although the weather was tingly with flickering snow, if I didn't go to report and thank you for the recovery before the snow accumulated, I wouldn't be able to get out of the house.

"I was so worried that Benno's husband, Mine, wasn't plugged into anything by the guild leader or had trouble fitting the pull-out."

"Ahhh, maybe because I asked for help so many times in my heart, did I get through?

When I was surrounded by Frieda's family, I asked Benno for help several times in my heart. Were there even weird waves out there?

Um, and as I leaned my neck, Lutz glanced at me with a disgruntled face.

"... to me?

"Hmm?"

"You didn't ask me for help?

I look at the rutz on Muzu's face and I get an indescribable ticklish laugh.

Lutz bent his mouth further to the letter to me, laughing unexpectedly.

"Why are you laughing!?

"'Cause Rutz helped me out."

"Huh?"

I stand up and laugh at Lutz, whose pigeon turned out to be like he had eaten a bean cannon.

"Lutz told Frieda he was going to heat up because he was moving too much, didn't he? I didn't have to listen to the pull-out because I slept slowly and never got to my dinner table, and it helped me a lot."

"Heh, heh."

Lutz, who laughed like he was good at it, leaves a half-step ago after putting a little effort into the hand connected to me. I felt less wind hitting me and less snow hitting my face.

"Hello"

"Oh, Mine. Looks better than ever."

Inside Benno's shop is lively and warm. When he entered the store and found us exhaled, Marc approached him quickly.

Even though it's starting to snow, I don't think Benno's shop has any fewer people coming in and out. Even though some of the fast-paced workshops have already been closed.

When I looked around Benno's shop and whined about things like that, Marc laughed nicely.

"Winter is the time to sell this shop."

"Really?

In winter there will be more snowstorm days and more days I can't move, so I thought it would be something to pull it off and live with as little money as possible, but it seems different.

"Those aristocrats who are closed to the snow and free, if their free time is crushed and for things that change their minds, they will unexpectedly loosen their purse strings."

"I see, entertainment products..."

I can't make a console, but cards games that I'm used to playing go around my head: cards, cartas, flower bills, lots of them. I might try to make it if I can afford it.

Lutz grabbed my sleeve all the time.

"Did you think of anything?

"... I'd rather have a piece of paper"

Card games could also be done with thin boards. But I have the skill to cut the tree as thinly as possible the same size and thickness as a card.

It's easy to get someone with woodworking skills to make it, but I don't want to collapse the assumption that "I think, Lutz makes it" until at least the baptism ceremony is over.

Can you make a thin plate, Lutz?

Besides, I have yet to see paint in this world. There are dyes, so I guess there are in some places, but I don't think I can do cards and other coloring in us.

Othello or chess, we might be able to handle it ourselves with boards and ink. Trumps are the best way to play, aren't they?

Uh-huh, I was being led to the back room while I was roaring, and I was peering up my face up close from Benno.

"Mine, you recovered, didn't you?

"Ugh!? Yes. Sorry to bother you."

Saying that with blinking eyes, Benno just frowns suspiciously and doesn't stop looking at my face cursorily.

"Benno's husband, he's fine. 'Cause Mine wasn't feeling any worse just thinking about it."

"Really?"

You finally convinced me of Lutz's words, Benno puts his hand away from me. Ha, Benno exhaled deeply as he sat us down at the table by the fireplace.

"I thought it was a bet if you would really use the magic equipment because he said he was pretty persistent because that prick collected it for his grandson..."

"Ah, it looks like you wanted to pull me out of the Guild Manager's shop. If you didn't have enough money to pay, you were supposed to move the store to the bottom of the debt, right?

"Debt...... Well, you are. But you would have given me the money, wouldn't you?

Nodding at Benno, who smiled so well at Niyah, I expose the fact that the guild chiefs were trapping things behind them.

"Yes. He told Mr. Benno that he had told him the price of his magic equipment was one small gold coin and two large silver coins, but it actually looked like it was two small gold coins and eight large silver coins..."

"Damn you!

Gasigashi and Benno scratch their heads in regret and yell.

"I was critical enough with the money I had, and I was horrified. Frieda and the guild chief didn't think enough, so I was surprised."

When I added that, after being taken aback for a moment, Benno muttered, "Speaking of which, you raised the information fee," and grinned niggardly.

"If you let them blow a bubble, that's fine. But don't let that clan distract you. People like you who feel like they're in danger will soon be eaten."

You should also report to Benno any failures that I may have made to my senses of crisis. Even if you think so, you can't stop wanting to turn it around a little later to be scolded and the way you say it sticks around.

"Uh, Mr. Benno. I have a question, what kind of sweets are popular around here?

"What do you mean?

And freaked out by the reddish-brown eyes that looked at me, I added excuses, and made an explanation.

"Well, there's rarely anything sweet around me, like honey or fruit or winter paru."

"Oh, yeah."

"... so, right, Mr. Benno? I'm sorry to bother you, but Frieda's house had sugar, is that unusual?

Even considering that we don't have sugar for use in cooking, I think it's about the millionaires that are popular.

Still, I want a definite answer from someone familiar with distribution, and if possible, most people in the city just can't buy it because we're poor, I hope that's about the answer.

Of course, there is no way that such a stuffed answer to my aspirations will return.

"That's still unusual around here. They recently started importing from foreign countries and said they are quite popular around Wang Capital and among the nobles...... you, did you do something again!?

Having already had a lot of good priors, Benno immediately seemed to notice and raised his eyebrows grossly.

"Well, when I made a treat called 'Katorkar', it looked like it was eaten..."

"Oh, is that it? Wow, that was good. Moist, seems to melt in my mouth, the sweet flavor I eat for the first time...... Mine!

Sugar itself is beginning to spread to the aristocratic class, but they still don't have as many different treats as confectionery culture. Katorkar is a simple, orthodox cake, but definitely overdone.

I realise I've been stared at by both of you and just done something wrong.

"How can you get your head out of the bush so indefensibly in front of a carnivore!? They'll be eating in no time, though!

I sneak comfort myself that I'm glad I didn't make a shortcake with a sponge cake because it gets so expensive so far in Katorkar. Because of the anxiety in the scales and firewood oven, but it turns out to be safe.

"Because Frieda and I had promised to make sweets, and I thought there was nothing I could thank..."

"I've paid enough to thank you!

Benno's words coincide with Frieda's. For the merchants here, they're paying the price, so they didn't need any more.

"Ugh, that's what Frieda told me too"

"Again!? What are you gonna do when someone tells you to do business? I've told you before to figure out if you're a good person to lose!?

Ooh! I have no ability to learn. But isn't it normal that you want to thank the benefactor of your life as much as you can?

"I thought you were a benefactor..."

"I mean, did you forget that you were fooled by a damned fool?"

"Ugh..."

Stuck in words when they say that. Because I had the money as a result, I only think I had my life saved. But if this had left me short of money and forced me to change my affiliation from Benno's to Guild Manager's, my mood would have been more complicated.

"Damn, you're eating over there, so you're turning high that you won't be able to do a lot of things in time, and you're leaving me alone. If they were serious, they'd have changed their affiliation before they even realized what you were. Don't go out of your way to get caught."

I see, I was just a little convinced. I thought the pull-out was loose enough to put up a lot of traps.

Apparently, he's either crushed by the disease of eating itself, or he's someone who contracts with nobility soon enough, so he's done enough to poke a little.

"Um, what would they do to change their affiliation before they realized it?

"The easiest thing to do is get close to your parents and fill the outer moat. There's no way I can say no if my daughter's life's benefactor asks me to. He could have attacked his post-baptism affiliation from his parents saying he would take care of him in the future, or he could have been your fiancée before that son over there knew it. I don't know if I'm gonna have another year. I just don't because there's no point in getting that far with Mine."

"Oh, my God, I'm scared!

Hii, no, no, no! And as I rubbed my own arm, which had goosebumps, I was looking at me with a face like Benno had a scratch.

"Have you figured it out by now? I don't even have a sense of crisis.... So, did you just give him the sweets that were made?

Not knowing the intent of Benno's question, I tilted my neck and told a story that we all made together.

"No, you can't use your arm to make confectionery on me, so you made it while teaching the cook at Frieda's house how to make it. I have a lot of white flour, some sugar, and a firewood oven in my house. Isn't that amazing?"

"Oh wow, wow. I mean, did the recipe grip the whole other side..."

I'm getting pretty anxious about Benno holding his head. I had no idea that the treats I had just made would spread the ripples so far.

"Ugh, was something wrong?

"You're an idiot to do something you're going to sell to a nobleman for free, aren't you?

I honestly don't know what sells to nobles and what is common. However, it turns out that the cake recipe is going to be money. Let's be careful next time.

"Ugh...... Then why don't you let the cook make this one and sell it? I didn't even sell it yet..."

"I'm still having trouble getting sugar."

If you suggest you sell it first, Benno looked clarity and disgusted.

But I have trouble getting a nasty face. Obtaining sugar is not my area. Rather, it's Benno's job to do business extensively.

"Then you have to give up. If you have a cook who can handle sugar and oven well, the recipe for 'Cattle Curls' will be available to Benno for free."

"... if you ask me how I put it, there's going to be something else"

Benno immediately noticed and looked at me, but all the recipes I couldn't do without sugar. It makes no sense to publish it.

I was told earlier that the recipe for the sweets is going to be money, and I tell you with my chest stretched and my doya face.

"It pays more than that"

"Use that strength over there."

"... I will do good"

I was pungent by the most wordy words. If you are unfamiliar with being calculated with money for what you have done in good faith, but that is the merchant's world, then you have to get used to it.

"Is that the end of the report?

"No, this is a pretty private report, but I basically won't be out during the winter so I won't be coming to the store until spring, but don't worry"

Anyway, here are Marc and Benno, who are overprotective because I fell in front of them. There would be nothing wrong with running the store without me coming to the store, but it would be imperative to declare it first, as it would be bad enough to make you worry about your health again.

"I didn't know you weren't going outside?

"When you go outside, you go to sleep."

"Oh? Didn't I tell you I'd help Otto?

Apparently, Benno thought he was going almost to the gate during the winter, but that's different. There's no way our family would miss such an outrage.

"Uh, it's not a snowstorm, I'm in good health, and my father's work is conditional when it's morning or noon, so I don't think I can go there 10 times during the winter."

"... you, after the christening ceremony, are you sure you can work?

"I'm always anxious about that, too."

Benno has asked me with great anxiety, but rather, here's what I want to hear. Is there a task that I can do?

"Looks like you should think about the way you work. So, what about hand job delivery during the winter? For the spring baptism ceremony, it would be helpful for the store to have some items."

Initially he said he would deliver everything in the spring, but then he wouldn't make it to the spring baptism ceremony. They're barely sold and out of stock for what they made in a big hurry for the winter baptism ceremony.

Lutz raised his hand well.

"I'll see the weather and bring it. Paru picking on a sunny morning, so it's a cloudy day to come to the store?

"Oh, a paru. I miss it. Paru juice is a treat for kids."

Fluffy Benno laughed nostalgically. I guess Benno used to go pick Paru too. Imagine Benno dividing the loot from Corinna. When I laughed a little, my neighbor Lutz also gave a thought to picking Paru and laughed heh.

"I'll definitely have Paru Cake this year."

"... Paru cake? What the hell is that?

Benno looks surprised.

I couldn't stop the cold sweat from flowing, thinking about when the Paru cake recipe spilled.

"Ahhh, Lutz. You'd better keep that recipe a secret, wouldn't you? Because you won't be able to get Paru."

The squeeze of Paru is not eaten by humans. Animal bait. That's what they think, so they can get a lot in Lutz's house in exchange for eggs.

However, once they know the value of its use, they may come with a high price for squeezing Paru. That would bother all the people I count on as food for my winter livestock.

"Oh well. It's just for the fun of us."

"Well, let's just have a little fun."

By the time I left Benno's shop and got home, there was starting to be a little snow on the edge of the street. I sigh lightly, being shown the arrival of an authentic winter that will also prevent me from going outside.

"You're about to start a day when you can't go out."

"... right"

I nodded small as Lutz looked abominably at the snow about to accumulate.

The atmosphere in the house is not good, as my mother, Aunt Carla, said. Being the winner, Lutz must be feeling a more sinister vibe. Winter, which has to be caged in the house, would be a hard season for Lutz.

"Hey, Lutz, come to us once every couple of days with your study tools and finished pieces."

All I can offer Rutz is a little breath taking time. It seems like it would be a good idea to anticipate as much as I could have done a little bit of Xu, as the family's wind is going to be extra strong every day, and Lutz is hard to come to us without a reason.

To my suggestion, Lutz only slightly broke his face.

"Oh, I will. Sorry."

More snowstorm days and fewer people walk down the street. People will spend time in the house, refraining from going outside, to snub the cold.

My father packs them at the gate with soldiers, so it's with him last year that he won't be off work because it's winter. Even on a snowstorm day, I have a job, and I rarely stay home.

In our house, Touri makes hair decorations even if she finds time. I know for sure it will be money, so it's more serious than last year's cage making.

My mother, while expressing an interest in hand work, must make it a priority to make clothes for her family. My mother said that this year there will be my baptismal ceremony, so I will finish it first from sunny clothes.

"Shouldn't you be fixing last year's Thuri sundress?

Touri grew taller again in a year. The sunny clothes I was already wearing in the summer should be a little tight. Then I guess it would be less hassle to fix the sunny clothes that barely go through your sleeves.

"Toori and Mine are too big to fix."

My mother laughed bitterly when she said that like she was in trouble. Normally, I don't make sunny clothes many times. It's normal for sisters to wear them around.

But me and Touri are completely different in body size, and it's honestly impossible for me to wear the same clothes as Touri, who is seen at about 8-9 years of age in a baptismal ceremony just when I'm 7.

Though I tried them on in front of me, my shoulders and sides are sloppy, and the knee-length piece is as long as my ankle.

"Hmmm...... But I think this hem would be cute if you picked it like this and misled the length? How about decorating a little flower like this where you pick it and sew it?

"Mine, that's not a fix. It's gonna be so extravagant."

I made a strand on the hem and picked it. Touri laughed at my suggestion.

If the size is completely different, they say untie all the yarn, turn down the cloth to my size, and fix sewing it back. The way I think about it is heretical to say that you can't just pick a little bit and delude yourself with decorations.

This must be a better pattern not to say anything extra anymore.

"Oh well. If it looks too luxurious, maybe we should stop it. If you want to fix the picking, I thought if you remove this part, you can use it even when I'm older..."

Only those who can afford life can use extra cloth. I basically wear only rich clothes with a single strand, and I can't add extra embellishments.

That's why Touri was the perfect size sundress. Even if it's to fix it, I might not be able to stand out if I wore clothes with a shin.

That's what I thought, I mumbled and my mother got strangely motivated. Grab my shoulders and grin nicely.

"... let's do what Mine says. If you can't, you can fix it normally. Right?"

Oh, shit. My mother started burning.

... This doesn't stop when you say it's a normal fix, does it?

I'm busier than last year, too, making my own hair decorations, tutoring Lutz, cooking numbers.

Of course, there's no way I can escape my mother, who's become motivated.

Though in front of him, I caught a firm cold as I talked to my mother about picking out various places and making tucks, wearing only summer sunclothes.

Fuckin 'hell!