Ascendance of a Bookworm

I'm Benno.

I'm the owner of the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce, 29, single.

At the end of a meeting where all the owners of the big stores, who were able to pay more than a certain amount of taxes among those who had shops in the city, Dammit, the guild leader, opened his mouth by looking around the faces of all those present.

"Is that all on the agenda? We are now holding a tasting of new treats to be sold in the large conference room. Stop by if you have time. He said he had a share of his squire with him."

I get up and go for the big conference room.

All the big store owners are attending this meeting. I can tell you that I have a good selection of merchants with eyes on gold and products that just buy expensive treats.

I don't know if they bother to take a trip, even if they hold a tasting at the Guild Chief's house or shop, but they would stretch their legs to the point of moving the room after the meeting. The setting of dates and venues is so good that I get angry. It's definitely going to get noticed.

A sweet cattle curl made by Mine with information.

Later, a tasting party where Mine leaked a polo saying that his shitty granddaughter was motivated.

Really, that idiot is next to next! Bring me something that rocks the market! I don't even know how hard it is over here breaking bones so Mine doesn't get too much attention, I don't have that idea!

Because I would normally like to monopolize the products that are the highlights of my shop, I have never sold them this way before and I have never made them known.

By publicizing the product before the sale, we can make an impression of who the first deviser is. It's effective if you can't immediately imitate it to others.

Angrily, sugar is not yet in that much circulation. It's about the Guild Commander's shop that deals with the sugar flowing from the center in this city. In the midst of a fashion from the centre, it would be a strong appeal to the aristocracy looking for sweetness.

And by holding this tasting, the arms of my granddaughter must be noticed, not just the guild leader. That granddaughter's sense of smell about money is a close concession.

"Welcome to Katorkar's tasting. Pick a cattle curl you like and put this wooden plaque in the box"

I just walked into the big conference room, and there were several boys and girls lined up with the same cloth covering their heads, giving three small wooden plaques to the guests who came in.

"You can put three in your favorite things, or you can have three of them chosen"

I look around the room holding the wood plaque I was given to me flat. A person walking around in the conference room had the same cloth on his head, so he could quickly identify the person on the hosting side.

There are still few guests, they seem to be exploring each other's conditions, and no one is reaching out to Katorkar.

"Is this Katorkar?"

I can see that there are as many as five rows of desks lined up, with different types of cattle curls lined up for each row. Cuttle curls cut into bite sizes, but unlike my expectations, there were many kinds.

"Ah, it's Mr. Benno!

"Sir."

It is Lutz, the apprentice of the culprit Mine and ours, who waves loudly to come. Lutz is wearing our apprenticeship clothes, but Mine is dressed the same way as anyone holding a tasting party.

Oops, and I gently raised my hand and invited the two of them, and I gasped at Mine's head as he stopped by.

"Mine, what are you doing here?

"There he is! We're here to help, aren't we?

Look at this outfit. Don't you see? and gleefully peel off the cloth covering the head of Mine who tilted his neck.

"Get dressed now. Don't impress the merchants you're about to come in. What do you think I'm hiding your presence for making paper and hair decorations? Do you want to stand on the arrow side in this shop? You want me to advertise him flashy?

"Ugh...... I'll get dressed soon. Lutz, stay here."

Returning the cloth I stripped, Mine leaves the big conference hall early. When I saw it, I exhaled gently.

Mine has an unusually fast head spin that I don't think is a kid who just finished his baptism ceremony and swallows well on anything. I have knowledge that I shouldn't normally know.

And yet, I'm not seeing around and I'm shallow about it. It may be normal for a child, but for what else stands out, the shallowness of thought and the lack of a sense of crisis are noticeable.

Mine should be as discreet as possible. Even if a child without a back shield stands out, it doesn't have a busy outcome. Even when his father died and he had just taken over the shop as an adult, he was insulted with a young man and had numerous bitter feelings, so he would just be fed a child who had just finished his baptism ceremony.

"My husband... you're tough on Mine"

"Lutz, if you're willing to protect Mine, remember. Without a backshield as a merchant, there's no nobility left to watch in the temple. Mine is a very dangerous place to hang around."

Whether you're thinking about extending your life or connecting with future nobles, it's not for Mine to go into the temple at the moment. But it's a headache that I don't think the same situation will continue in the next few years.

"Huh? But my husband is watching...?

"For once, ostensibly, it's a relationship where I'm in charge of Mine Workshop, and I treat it like a guardian, but that relationship is thin. At the very least, if I could have been the same apprentice as you, I would have done more, but my reach isn't that wide beyond what I've already decided to go into the temple. Unlike before, your eyes are harder to reach. You shouldn't stand out weird."

"Oh well. Right."

"Even if it isn't, I don't know what I'm thinking, and I look away and suddenly I do something strange. Just enough to keep it tight."

"Ahhh, that's for sure"

Lutz nodded with a strange face. The trick resembles a marc and leaks a hoot of little laughter.

After finishing his baptismal ceremony, Rutz began to get on with his apprenticeship work, his language began to change rapidly, and his posture and tricks became similar to Marc's. Apparently that's why Mine told me to set an example for Marc.

Unlike merchant children, Lutz, who has a difference in all of his life, is often not enough as a merchant. Lutz is always desperate to try to bridge the difference with other apprentices. If you stare at Marc or me, you know exactly what you're trying to steal a little more.

I like the strength of Rutz's upliftment a lot.

"Lutz, what do you think of this cattle curl? As a commodity."

"... I think it will definitely sell to the aristocrats as well. It's probably very welcome."

"On what grounds? You don't know what nobles like, what they usually eat, do you?

Although I went in and asked the question, Rutz didn't look particularly troubled and gave the answer.

"Uh, Mine told me that the guild chief incorporates as much aristocratic stuff as possible into everything in his life for Frieda, who will be entering the aristocratic neighborhood. Apparently the cook has also pulled someone who worked in a noble house. So if Frieda or her cook is going to sell with confidence, I think they can."

"Huh, right"

I didn't know much about the Guild Commander's house. I knew the guild chief was putting money on the house, but I didn't know he was incorporating as much noble stuff as possible into his life. Keep a light eye on unexpected information. The information that comes from connections between children doesn't seem to be insulting either.

"I'm home, Lutz"

"Ah, Mine."

Mine returns dressed in our apprenticeship clothes. Now it wouldn't be so surprising if I had Mine and Lutz.

"Sir, this is Katorkar with nothing in it. This was the first time I ate it."

That's what Lutz said by pointing to the cuttlecurl on the far right. You remember the flavor you ate before, and now you're just looking at someone, and Lutz looks at the cattle curls cut with his eyes full of anticipation.

"Mr. Ilse is very enthusiastic about research, so it tastes so much better than then. This table contains Felizine. The table there is the one with the honey mixed in, and that one has walnuts. The other one has the latest tea leaves. Now, try it."

Mine explaining with his chest up as if it were his handle was somehow uninteresting, and he looked down with a gentle snort of hum.

"Isn't this kind of multiplicity the result of you zeroing out worn information?

"Ugh...... I didn't waste it in exchange for sugar."

This guy was apparently getting a good amount of sugar for himself in exchange for information. I'm just worried if I should praise him for being a merchant or if he should give me a fist bone not to spin information in his favor over there.

"Besides, all I taught you was this Felizine and tea leaf. Because I'm not the only one responsible for all the appropriations that Ilse has studied."

Pooh and Mine divert their gaze from me. And he reached out to Katorkar, who was arranged on the table.

"Try Mr. Benno, too. Delicious."

He sees the mine to taste in his mouth for a moment and Lutz reaches out on the table as well. Surprising voices around, so it would definitely taste good. I put Katorkar in my mouth, too.

What is this!?

I've known it since I picked it with my fingers, but it's fluffy and soft as a melt in my mouth. It looked like bread, but the bread is not so soft. It's basically eaten on soup.

And I'm stunned by the sweetness I've never had before. It is sweet and firm in flavor, but it is not as concentrated sweet as it was when I ate the pickled honey, and the sweetness that is completely different from the sweetness when I eat the fruit spreads throughout my mouth. The mixed smell of sweetness and butter also stimulated my appetite and made me want to eat more.

"Is it delicious?

You expect a compliment, or Mine looks up with his golden eyes shining. Honestly it was kind of a compliment, ignoring Mine and I reached for Katorkar with Felizine.

The fluffy softness spread the scent of Ferizine in his mouth as it was. Refreshing sweetness, easy to eat. It changes my impression a lot just because it has a bit of aroma and flavor. I raised my gaze softly and looked at the cattle curls lined up at the other desks.

"Isn't that amazing, Mr. Ilse?

Avoiding Mine admiring the extra cook, as he moved the table, he put a cattle curl with mixed honey in his mouth.

Unlike the previous cattle curls, the dough felt a little heavy and the sweetness was increased slightly. It's a sweetness I'm used to, and it feels the sweetest thing I've ever eaten, so it would be the best to take for kids and anything that focuses on sweetness.

"Sweet, but not so hard, is it?

The next one is with walnuts. It resembled bread with walnuts and looked the most familiar. However, the texture is completely different from the bread I usually eat. The dough was too soft and the walnut firmness floated and felt. Soft dough disappears right out of your mouth, and only walnuts remain in your mouth. If you get used to it, maybe these teeth are good, but I don't really like them.

"Hey, Mr. Benno. Answer me."

"Shut up. Shut up"

As you circle my side, Pippy, shut up the noisy Mine and you're on your way to the last desk.

I hesitated for a moment at the place called with tea leaves, but when I put it in my mouth it smelled very high. Unlike walnuts, the leaves inside are completely shredded, and the palate doesn't bother me at all. It does taste like tea, but it's a sweet treat and it feels strange. It's not very sweet, but it's delicious. I thought I'd take the most men out of this. At least, I liked it the most.

"Which wooden plaque does Mr. Benno put in?

The cattle curls arranged here were all a little more delicious than this. This would undoubtedly spread to the aristocracy. It tastes like everyone wants it. There is so much difference from previous treats that they do not allow you to follow them.

"Hey, Mine"

"What is it?

"How did you give a recipe like this to the guild leader?

To cut into aristocratic society, it's a recipe that would be a big weapon. I wanted me.

When she glances at Mine, Mine tilts her neck with a blink of her eyes.

"It was Mr. Ilse who gave it to me..."

"If it's going to be sold in that shitty shop, we'll be together."

That damned grandfather in Katorkar must strengthen his influence over the nobility again. He noticed my frustration. Mine frowned like he was in trouble.

"Mr. Benno doesn't have a very good attitude toward the guild leader, does he? How so?

Speaking of which, I don't think I've ever spoken to Mine, but it's also unpleasant to think back.

"My growing shop has always been my enemy, but that damn thing, right after my father died, I followed my mother and tried to absorb the store."

My father, who headed to my uncle's shop for business, died after being attacked by a bandit for gold. Because it was a crime near the city, only the body returned, but in a wounded misery, my mother fell asleep for a while.

It's that damned thing that brought me a happy story to such a heartbroken mother.

"Heh? Well, does that mean it comes with after the guild leader?

"Ah. If my mother says no, every little harassment comes as this... this is still going on. You wouldn't be able to get through or be obsessed with applying in a guild, would you?

"Ahhh..."

Mine and Lutz, who had eaten the convolutions several times, looked up. It's not just me, it's a shitty mess spreading trouble around me.

"Can you behave yourself to someone who comes to you with a full smile right after your lover dies, or who sends an older son to their pre-adult sisters than I do?

When it comes to business, there were a lot of incredible impossibilities, but it doesn't make sense to brag about that kind of struggle with Mine. All you have to do is tell him that that shitty twitch is crazy as a person.

"... er, depending on what you see, you mean the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce is very appreciated, right? I don't deny that guild lengths are hard, sticky and cumbersome."

It's a painful way to escape, but Mine also seems to know some guild length hassle.

"So why did you give the recipe to such a troublesome guild leader?

"Whatever you say... as I said before, we just made it together because we promised to make sweets with Frieda."

"But you signed a contract, didn't you?

"It's a one-year monopoly, right? Is it enough to be so eye-catching?

I think I've given Mine quite a thought about fixing a time limit, but I'm worried that it will really be protected. Wouldn't that granddaughter keep monopolizing me when I was rounded up and sloppy?

"... are we really going to publish it in a year?

"Yes, because sweets are not exclusive, and I want people to make them."

Mine says he sold the recipe for a year's monopoly, but it will be in the Guild Manager's store monopoly for a while more than not getting sugar.

I don't want to be made any more difference, but I feel the difference will spread again.

"Hey, Mine. You said you knew other recipes, right? Aren't you willing to sell us anything else?

"... there's no point in selling it to Mr. Benno right now, is there? Mr. Benno doesn't have enough sugar and cooks."

Mine tilted his neck with a decent face.

"What do you mean?

"I generally use sugar for the sweet recipes I know. Besides, the most important thing is a well-armed cook. I can't reproduce a recipe right where I've taught it, unless you've had enough arms to work in a noble house."

"The aristocratic hall......?

"It's a prerequisite for the oven to be free to use. It doesn't look like there's an oven outside the bakery, and it's not very popular, is it?

Few houses are like having an oven personally. Because if you're so rich, and you're not an eater, you don't need that. This means that the guild chief's house has an oven and a cook who can use it freely.

"Alas, I'll buy all of Mine's recipes before Mr. Benno has them all. Our cook is blind to new recipes."

Looking back unexpectedly at the young voice laughing at Couscous, there was the guild leader's granddaughter who tied her hair like a spring flower over both ears.

"Good day, Mr. Benno. Good day, Lutz."

The challenging eyes that look up at me look just like that damn twitch. I was wondering if there would be a slight chance of a win if the damned jitter disappeared, but this granddaughter wouldn't be insulted. Around Mine, the sense of smell about gold is twisted.

Mine waves gently with a nagging smile and talks to him intimately, even though he says this one is a vigilant subject. I feel less anxious about the way we seem to get along.

"Frieda. How about a tasting party?

"Thanks to Mine, it's a big day. Everyone praises Katorkar. Few of you are eager to publish the recipe because they say they will publish it in a year."

How many times do I have to tell you I'm not alert enough, you idiot!

Mine has been fooled by me more than once, but he does it to the point of swelling his cheeks in dissatisfaction. I'm not alert enough to be worried about this one I'm trying to figure out how to react or be properly aware of. Mine must have dropped something somewhere called vigilance.

Still, from the side, I can't take an adultless response that would interrupt a girl about the same age talking fun to each other as friends. I just have to keep Lutz and I staring at each other as far as I can hear the conversation so that they don't take the word for it or get involved in it weirdly.

"Hey, Lutz. How could he be fooled in a life-threatening situation and still go out with a smile on his face?

"... I can't possibly understand what Mine thinks. Besides, I don't really like Frieda."

Stay away from Mine, it says plainly on Lutz's face. Whether the lust for exclusivity in the green eye is toward the most important friend, or has already reached a romantic sentiment, is the subtlety.

Still, looking at the overprotective lutz against Mine reminds me of the sweet and sour emotions I've put with my lover's death years ago and I feel so ticklish.

"You're going to have a hard time, Lutz."

"To?"

"It means it's not easy to keep Mine."

Groaning and stroking his head, encouraging Lutz with such words, Lutz twinkled a strong light in his green eyes and nodded slowly.

"Mine, how's the taste?

With that said, a woman of good width approached Mine and her granddaughter in a much more intimate fashion. It emits a sweet scent from all over his body, with a cloth on his head worn by tasting officials.

Who is it? And even though Rutz and I were alert, Mine broke his expression and ran over.

"Of course, it's delicious. I had it earlier, but the tea cattle curls were getting really good too. That's Mr. Ilse."

"Right."

Praised by Mine, this disgruntled woman is apparently the cook who works at the guild chief's house and who made this cattle curl.

Being a merchant and observing Ilse, the cook who would be generating enormous amounts of gold, Ilse's eyes have turned to me as well.

"Is that Benno?

"Oh, yeah?

I don't know what it means to be heard by a Guild Chief cook by name. Did Mine do something again? Look at me frowning, Ilse from top to bottom.

"... Phew."

The kind of eye that identifies the opponent seems to be similar to the guild length, and I accidentally narrowed my eyes. I was unconsciously saving my granddaughter because I didn't think it would be adult to take her seriously against them, but if they were adults, you wouldn't have to hesitate.

"You're the one tying Mine's knowledge up and monopolizing it, aren't you?

"Huh? I don't have a monopoly or anything? There's a cattle curl recipe flowing over there, isn't there?

I want to keep it exclusive if I can, but Mine won't let me have it quietly. I say tie it up, but the market turns upside down with a polo and zero degree of information, so Mine's knowledge is just enough to make it small.

"By and large, we take care of all the trouble about Mine, but that's the way to scratch only the delicious part, right?

He gathers information from various places to protect Mine himself, uses contract magic to strengthen his connection to Lutz, founds a plant paper association to hide Mine's existence, and so on and so on. It's not the guild leader, it's me who's struggling with the unthinking Mine.

"I think Mr. Benno has quite a crush on me, though?

I played Mine's forehead pointing at my lips with a pissy finger.

"You flew away with two contract magic tricks on the money I blew up with a phosphor from Mine?

"Huh?"

"... two contract magic tricks?

Mine and my granddaughter open their mouths and look up at me with the same look on their face. I glanced down at the dumb surface and glanced at my shoulder.

"Damn, I don't even know how hard people struggle..."

"I don't care about your hard work. Mine admitted he was going to be able to reproduce it. Because you said you'd only give the recipe to the person. Whatever else you have, you'll get a cooking recipe."

They even declared war on the cook. Apparently, all those shitty people and I are going to be in a conflict.

"Who will give it to you"

Will I ever let Katorkar monopolize the Alliance Leader? I'll get the sugar within a year of the expiration of the monopoly, and I'll look for a well-armed cook. If you follow the relatives muscles that are a little alienated when it comes to sugar, you should be able to figure it out with some impotence.

Staring at Ilse as she calculates visibly in her head, Mine pulled my sleeve a little with an anxious face.

"Mr. Benno, Mr. Benno. Looking for a cook is so hard, isn't it? I can't do it without a hand from the nobles."

"I don't need a handover. What you need is an upliftment and an oven treatment, right?

You need enough arms to work in a noble hall, and you just need to get used to handling the oven. It's definitely not like I've ever had to work in a noble hall.

"Mine, you said you could make your own without the book, didn't you? Then what if there wasn't a cook?

"... why don't you just grow yourself up?

"That's what I'm talking about"

All you have to do is get equipped, find a good skilled cook in this city, and grow a cook who specializes only in sweets.

"... why don't we do it"