Ascendance of a Bookworm

"And it's huge."

Lutz began his search for the Dean's Office with a groaning expression. What was upstairs was the Lord's room and the room and storeroom for the lady taking care of herself.

Gil didn't like to come in yet because he hadn't finished cleaning, but he also explored the first floor. Shortly after entering the dean's office, the right door is stocked with four rooms for side service. From the door on the left side of the hall was connected to the kitchen, with a kitchen and an underground warehouse quite large enough for several cooks to use.

"If you clean this place, you can make tea for visitors. Let's get the tea set together, Master Mine."

Fran looked in the kitchen and said so satisfactorily, but my eyes nailed elsewhere. In the kitchen is the most similar to the oven that was in the Guild Head's house at the very end.

"That's an oven, isn't it?

"Is it natural to have an oven in the kitchen?

Fran said so, tilting his neck. Even in the temple, where there is only a kitchen of blue aristocrats, the facilities are rare to us and we wanted them now.

"Lutz! I found the oven! I have to report to Mr. Benno!

"Ooh!

For the opening of an Italian restaurant, Lutz, who is acting with Benno and Marc, also shines his eyes and looks around the aristocratic kitchen.

"Hey, Fran. Can I clean this place up and let the cook in?

"Of course it is. Because it's only natural for a blue witch apprentice to work with a cook."

Fran tilted her neck as she brained her plans to feed sidelines and orphanages while raising cooks here.

"Master Mine hasn't brought a cook today, how about lunch?

It is impossible for me to have lunch without a cook in the temple of the system where the cook with each blue cleric cooks and lowers the rest of it.

"Let's go eat outside. Both of you, get dressed."

"Get dressed?"

I went back upstairs and took the cloth wrap out of the cage that Lutz had carried me. Put it on the table and gently push it in front of the two of you.

"This is not a grace from God, but a reward I have prepared to reward the two of you for your hard work. Because it's not like sharing it with someone."

"I'm afraid, Master Mine"

"Oh, huh? Are you sure?

Fran and Gill carefully open the wrap with a face full of confusion, joy and anticipation. As if, the next moment I thought I was the first child to get a present, I realized it was really my first. Everything will probably never be handed out in an orphanage of equality.

I have received presents from my parents at each milestone when I was allowed to go out into the woods for the first time, baptismal ceremony, even though I said I was poor. Fran and Gill don't have it at all.

"... hey. This is clothes, isn't it?

"Yes, I'm going outside dressed for this."

"Seriously!? I wanted to go once. I'll get dressed soon."

Gill's smile holding her clothes in her arms was the brightest thing I've ever seen. I try to jump on my big strand and run down to the ground floor. He turned his gaze to Fran, who did not utter a word, as he rejoiced until me, who gave him his clothes, to Gil's palpable joy.

Fran stared quietly at the clothes spread over the table as if to see a dazzling object, while it was time to crawl his fingers into the embroidery of the edges. A tickle of laughter enters the appearance of slowly biting off happiness.

"Fran, can you get dressed and show me?

"Huh!? Or, yes, I did."

Fran dyed her cheeks shyly when she realized she was being watched and went down early enough to the ground floor. Lutz and I laugh small, with a rare agitation for Fran, who is usually calm.

"Glad you're happy, Mine"

"Yeah."

After Lutz threw his gaze downstairs, he lurked his voice.

"... but what do you want to go outside for once?... This is a weird place, isn't it?

"Right. But from the people here, we must be the weirdest ones."

I also took off my blue clothes and folded them in my closet so that I could go outside. I want a hanger so I don't get weird folds. I'll ask Benno to make it, and I'll hold a portion of the donation as part of the cost of today's action.

I left the temple with two people who showed a moment of hesitation to creep through the gates.

"Fran, you don't have to worry so much about it, okay?

He's new to anything but grey cleric clothing, and Fran cares about cuffs and hem tightly, but the calm shades of clothing close to scorched tea suit Fran's atmosphere well. And green like a young leaf was perfect for gills running around fine.

"Wow, outside! That's all I'm glad to be your sidekick!

"Then serve in good faith and change that language. You're going to let Master Mine scratch your shame."

"... oh, of which"

There's no way Gil, who moves his neck busily with Kyoro and rushes away when he finds something to interest him, can match my speed, which can only be walked slowly. Lutz held Gil down trying to run on his own, and Fran lifted me up and set out to move.

"It feels strange to walk outside the temple"

"... because this is my world. You should break some more words when Fran goes outside, too. Because it's too polite to stand out."

"It's hard to switch words."

What Lutz showed me was a dining room close to Central Square. It's a relatively luxurious place, says a merchant. There was no large table in the store, and a few pairs of visitors seemed to be in business in a rare store where a small number of people could sit.

Lutz, who has been to the store, orders the recommended dishes quickly.

A salt-boiled bowl of intestine and an assortment of cheeses are placed in the center of the table, and the bread you have sliced thinly is carried in a cage. And before each was placed vegetable soup.

"I'll have it."

"What? That's all?

When me and Lutz tried to reach for the bread, Gil made a voice to blame. Stop with your hands stretched out and I will look at Lutz and his face.

"Did you say anything else?

"You're both not praying before dinner, are you? We thank and pray for the will of the Gods, the Supreme God who presides over the high pavilion sky, the Great God of the five pillars who presides over the wide and haughty earth, who graces tens of millions of lives as our food, and we receive this meal."

Cross your hands in front of your chest and you can tell from the way Gil gets a hard and prayerful complaint that it's something that everyone naturally chants about in a meal at the temple.

"... I don't know. Never heard of him."

"I have to remember that."

Gil and Fran taught me, and I tried to recite my pre-meal prayers all the way through. I don't feel like I can remember right away. Next time I have to write it in my notebook.

Restore your mind. Me and Lutz started eating, but Fran and Gill don't try to get their hands on the meal. Sitting still in front of the meal.

"Is that it? Don't you eat it? Are you hungry?

Strangely, Fran shook his head slowly as I spoke.

"... we will not receive it until Master Mine is finished, as we are at the side of the service"

"Even if we have to eat together, it'll get cold?

Gil said he got his hands on it, but he sees Fran sitting next to him and he's restraining himself. It's like a toy that moves in response to sound.

"Then, an order. Eat while it's warm."

If it was said to be an order, it seemed to have to be obeyed, and Fran put his hand on the bread with such expressions as reluctance. At the next moment, Gil begins to reach out as a delight.

Fran was eating in such a beautiful manner that he didn't see it around here. Gil, who grew up in an orphanage, is also somewhat beautifully fed. Lutz eating while having a brotherly fight is eating more guts. Will this be created by an environment divided equally and not taken away from others?

"Fran and Gil eat beautifully. Can you teach me?

"Nothing ugly for a blue cleric can leave the orphanage, so you can also teach the elderly how to eat and walk"

"Yes, yes. I suck at cleaning up before I leave the orphanage. I don't mind now, but winter is dying."

"When you serve, you'll be able to use the water."

I think it's a terrible environment not to give out ugly things. But thanks to that, Gil seemed pretty there, too.

As I was eating hearing the difference between the orphanage and the side service, I noticed that Fran's brow moved a little. Though leftovers, the flavour here seemed unsatisfactory to Fran, who is used to aristocratic dishes. I have a slight frown while eating.

"Fran, it's not like your usual meal, is it?

As I laughed small and tapped my fingertips between the tongue and my own brow, pointing out, Fran laughed troubled as she held her brow between herself.

"Right. Much different.... I just thought the soup was delicious when it was warm"

Although the meals lowered by the Lord are delicious, they are always leftovers, so this was the first time they had a warm dish.

"I don't care about the taste when I'm full. With fewer blue clerics, God's grace has decreased so much that the number of gray clerics returning to the orphanage has increased."

Gil also seemed to have eaten until he was satisfied, but he ate considerably less than Lutz did around the same age. Maybe he has a low regular diet and has no developed stomach.

"So you want to buy Gil or Fran dinner and a souvenir to the orphanage and go home? I'm going home. Dinner's gonna be rough, right?

"Are you sure!? All right! Pray to God!

Excited that it had been a long time since Gil could be eaten full, he stood up gutted and suddenly decided to bish GO Kopos in the store.

The store, which had been deliberate with meals and business discussions, is quiet with Sin, and all gaze is concentrated on this table.

"Hey, wait a minute! Stop praying here!

When Rutz rushed Gill out of the store and I apologized to the store manager for making a scene and colored the actuary a little, he jumped out to escape.

"Do you pray in the temple? Because there's no one here to do it. Look, we went to the temple, we didn't know anything about common sense, and Gil and Fran here don't know anything about common sense."

As I watched out for the sigh mix, Gil dropped his shoulders plainly.

"... I'm sorry about that"

"You just have to be careful from now on."

"It's not about now!... I told you I don't know anything about common sense."

He thought back on all the things at the temple. I apologize to discipline. Lutz pounds pampered on Gil's shoulder laughing.

"Common sense is mutual. If you think it's weird, tell Mine right away. Like today's pre-meal prayer. I'll make sure you don't do anything weird."

"Gil, there's an outdoor shop over there for travelers, so let's buy dinner and souvenirs."

The East Gate faces the streets, so there are many travellers and they are lively. However, security is not very good as there is a lot of leftovers. I look around the outhouse to try to get something done close to Central Square as possible.

I bought some food for dinner like a sandwich with ham and cheese in a thinly sliced bread and wrapped it in the cloth I had and put it in a tote bag.

"Fran, how many orphanages are there? What can I buy you a souvenir?

"... is it about 80-90 people now? Since sweetness is never handed out, could it be an easy to cut fruit or a small grain of fruit like that?

As I was held up by Fran, I looked out at the outhouse from a high position. I see three outdoor stores dealing with fruit. travel as compared to where it is cheaper.

"Oh, God's grace."

"Huh?"

I looked back with Fran unexpectedly to Gil's voice. Vision shows Gil taking the fruit that was piled up in the dewstore on his own and eating it with a shadow. Lutz, who was holding hands so he wouldn't let Gil act on his own, was also hardened to open his eyes and believe it.

"Gil!?

"Here, you! You don't even pay, you're a grand thief in front of the store!?

Eating unquestioned fistbones at the aunt of the store, Gil, who was eating a fruit called a peachy bralet, looked at me with a flashing face.

I will have Fran drop me down immediately and take out the money.

"I'm sorry, aunt. She doesn't even know the money exists because she doesn't know the boxed world. I'll pay, so wait till I call the soldiers."

"Sorry, aunt. I was gonna watch this guy, too."

I'll pay you and Lutz to apologize. The aunt looked at Gill as if she were frightened and flaunted her shoulders.

"Damn, I don't know where you are, but you should be careful when you walk outside"

"I'm so sorry. Look, Gil apologizes, too."

"Ah? Oh, I'm sorry"

Gil apologized in a cuckoo move, with the look on his face that he didn't know what to do.

"Gil, that brawl, yummy?

"Ah, ah..."

Seeing the near-eating brawl makes Gil wander his gaze like he's in trouble. After I said, "You can eat that because I paid for it," I took two cloths out of my tote bag and tied the ends together in the procedure of making bags in the bathroom to make two cloth bags.

"Auntie, put five bralettes in this container at a time"

"Yes, sir."

Instead of apologizing, I'll buy a souvenir for the orphanage at my aunt's shop and head back to Central Square. The luggage was carried by Gil as punishment. If my hands were blocked, I wouldn't even be in unexpected behavior.

"Next time I pay you, I'll tell you how to spend your money. Until then, don't touch the product in the store."

"... ok"

As I was heading north on the boulevard towards the temple, Lutz looked up at me as Fran held me up.

"Hey, Mine. Before I go back to the temple, can I report to my husband?

"Yeah. I'm going to ask Mr. Benno to have all his tea utensils and cooking supplies, and I think you should report them"

Looks like the lunch break is just over, and Lutz rushes to the store where he's rushing to prepare. I asked Fran to drop me down and slowly headed to the store at my speed. Gil, with his luggage in his hands, followed me.

"Mine, my husband is waiting for you"

"Hello, Marc"

I greeted Marc, who came out of the store and greeted me, and I took the two of them to the back room. I see Lutz standing in front of Benno's desk and reporting.

As soon as he found me, Benno stood up and came with his big crotch, and held me up glitchy.

"Mine, you did it! If the kitchen was actually used by the aristocrats, just looking at it would be a reference for an Italian restaurant"

Fran, who knows Benno in the Temple, pulled one step back at the height of Benno's tension, which strokes my head with the strength of a chattering shake.

Paying off Benno's hand, I ask Benno to put me down and get to the usual table.

"The kitchen in the Dean's office seemed like I could let the cook in, so I came to talk to the cook quickly. I don't think the ingredients will be wasted because the cooking I practiced will be my side meal and the rest will be turned to the orphanage"

"I see."

Benno nods and notes one after the other on the wooden bill.

"It's my side-servicing meal, so if I pay for the ingredients, Mr. Benno's nostalgia won't hurt either, and don't you think it's a good story?

If it is the duty of the Blue Cleric to turn the meal over to the orphanage, I must also provide as much as I can, and if I think the orphanage is a gathering of fasting children like Gill, I want to do all I can personally.

But Benno slowly shook his neck to the side after thinking about it for a while.

"No, wait. I pay for the ingredients because they cost me to raise a cook. If I leave everything to you, I can't complain about taking in the cook."

I bowed my shoulders lightly to the merchant-like words. If you're going to have the cost of the ingredients, you better leave this to me. Mine Workshop is closed now, because I don't have the income to come in.

"... So I'll pay for all the kitchen equipment and cookware, so is it okay that Mr. Benno will have the cost of the ingredients for the practice?

"Oh, I want to keep it in a state where this one just rents a place to practice. All right, we're gonna go check it out."

Can't help but see the oven, Benno just cuts up the story and gets up. I somehow felt like holding my head to the same look on Gil's face I found out I could get out of the city.

"Mr. Benno, you can't even clean the kitchen yet."

"Master Mine is right. We can't invite customers to places where we can't satisfy ourselves with tea."

Fran and Gill nodded heavily in my opinion.

However, Benno, whose real interests, curiosity and interest in serving as a reference for Italian restaurants are being exasperated, does not seek to hear our opinions at all. I laughed niggardly as I weaved my jacket that seemed to have no problem heading to the temple over my everyday clothes.

"I'm not a guest. I'm a merchant. I just get an order from the Blue Witch Apprentice who just got the room for something that's not enough to get the room ready. It's not neat and obvious, is it? I'd rather see the room before you mess around."

"Does that mean you can help me clean?

"Hmm? I can clean, too. My first job as an apprentice is to clean the shop."

No. This won't stop no matter what you say.

I can't help but want to know about the nobility. Beno won't be able to miss an excellent opportunity.

"... Fran, let's give up. I'm not ready for the tea set when I'm done cleaning, and you can just reopen it and ask Mr. Benno to help you clean it."

"Master Mine!?

It's been a hassle to figure out how to stop Benno. My precious afternoon reading time is diminishing momentarily, even while I'm making such nonsense.

"Fran may not know, but there are words that mean that anyone standing can use them even by their parents. He wants to go and says he can clean it, so I think he should use it. I want to read a book."

After his eyes were round to my appeal, Fran put his hand on his mouth so that he could laugh.

"... I'm very afraid Master Mine can't go into the library without me. I don't think Benno will be able to read when he returns to the temple in this state."

"Ooh!?

Eventually, I was held up to be scratched by Benno, who wouldn't listen to me no matter what I said, and I was to return to the temple where I couldn't even read the book.

As Benno said himself, as soon as he stared around the dean's office, he took off his jacket and gave instructions to Gil and Lutz, while he began cleaning. Benno follows me, everyone keeps moving.

Benno and Fran are basically in charge of highs and need of arm strength, and Gil and Lutz are in charge of lows and details.

With no arm strength and no strength, I was treated as a disturber by everyone, crying hard for book romance at the upstairs table, and I was to continue writing purchase orders to match the list of things Lutz needed to deliver.