Ascendance of a Bookworm

"Lutz is a minor. If you were to go to another city and work as a sleepover, you would definitely need your parents' permission. If you take him without permission, he'll treat you like a kidnapper."

Benno slowly exhaled and began to explain the situation. The only thing on the list of issues was "persuade Lutz's parents and get permission to go out," so it helps to get an explanation.

"I sent Marc to get permission, but I didn't get permission. I want your opinion on whether it's the difference between common sense as a merchant and an artisan, or whether that father over there is even more stubborn."

"Even if they say they want to hear your opinion...... That means there's no way to get permission to take Lutz out, right? But that's what Lutz and Benno and Lutz's parents have to talk about, after all. Though childhood friendly, I am a complete third party."

I want to take you outside at work, Benno, Lutz actually going outside, and then, Lutz's parents giving you permission. That's all the parties have. I don't think it's the kind of thing I talk about.

Then Benno scratched his head with Gashigashi, and glanced at me.

"So he wants your opinion. I need as much information as I can. If Lutz is the one who knows you best, then you're the one who knows Lutz best, right?

I'll prep you on everything, Benno. That's why you want to gather information before you negotiate with Lutz's parents. Anyway, if it's about work, if it's about life, I do think I'm the most familiar with Lutz.

"Why didn't you give me permission when it was your job?

"That's what I want to hear. According to Marc, forgiveness, it was a strain. I heard a little about Rutz's poor home environment when I lent him the attic, but what the hell is going on?

Speaking of which, I don't think I told Benno much about the living environment.

Lutz since I proclaimed myself to be a merchant apprentice and the atmosphere in the house turned out to be bad stopped telling me much about what was also the house. I feel weak about Marc and Benno, my boss, and I don't think I would condone it.

"Rutz was originally opposed to becoming a merchant by his family."

"What? Wasn't the traveler opposed, and the city merchant opposed?

I nodded slowly at Benno, who looked out for me as I was surprised.

"Your father works in architectural relations, and all of Lutz's brothers seem to want Lutz to become an artisan as well, as he has artisan apprenticeships in architecture and woodworking. Craftsmen who do solid work are more stable than floating merchants."

"Even artisans aren't stable, are they?

Some workshops run out of work and crumble, so one might not say that the craftsman is absolutely stable. But if you're smart enough, you can hire me in an industry workshop, so it won't be like running a store and taking on debt.

"I've heard Rutz say he'll never forgive a merchant"

There were a lot of terrible things to say just from Rutz to me about just wandering up and down the front of the craftsmen and not producing anything or a profession that had to be ruthless. I hear you say what kind of bad merchants hurt your eyes.

"... Lutz has often been a merchant in such circumstances"

Lutz may be heterogeneous, given that children in this city take up a profession that brings them into the family business at the behest of their parents and relatives. But since I live and work, I believe that Lutz's choice was not wrong.

"If Lutz wasn't really allowed by his parents, he was going to be a resident apprentice. Aunt Carla... Lutz's mother only admitted to the seriousness of Lutz, so now she's coming through the house."

"Living Apprentice? Are you not doing so well with your family that you want to be like that?

Benno blinked. There's usually no such thing as a drunken kid jumping into a bad environment as a living apprentice himself. It's like declaring that you think such a poor environment is better than your own home at a time when you want to be a living apprentice.

"Right now, I don't know if it's working, because Lutz won't say it. I just care that Lutz's brothers aren't very fond of Lutz."

"Not favorable?

"From the family's point of view, against the father, Rutz may seem to do whatever he wants, or he may just not see and disagree with Rutz's efforts and achievements because he's not in the same industry. I never talked to your brothers about Rutz, so I don't know."

Neither of your brothers have spoken properly about Lutz, but even to Lutz's father, I barely know him.

I know it looks like my oldest son Zasha is the most similar of Lutz's brothers, and he's an architectural craftsman and proud of his work, but that's all. I often see mothers talking to each other around the well, but I don't think fathers have seen much of each other.

"... I just think Lutz will pop out of the house if he finds out his dreams will be crushed with the opposite of his parents. Because Lutz is stubborn and won't give up on his decision to do this. But residential apprenticeships are a last resort, right? Rutz's life alone is tough in terms of chores, and despite all the things I've said, I think the family is the home."

"Right."

That being said, Benno smiled bitterly after looking up the floor for a moment. Having struggled with losing her parents early, Benno cares so much about her family, as you can see from Corinna, and there's so much more deeply emotional about losing her lover that she pierces her bachelor. You shouldn't want to put a crack in Rutz's family.

"If you want to fit it round, don't you have to explain it well to Lutz and make him put up with it until he's an adult? If you grow up, you won't need permission from your parents, so avoiding conflict with your family and now waiting is the easiest option, right?

Anyway, if you say you can't get out of the city for the rest of your life without parental permission, I think you can put up with it now because if you grow up, your dreams come true. If Rutz has said he can't stand his family anymore, he shouldn't even bother putting in a crack anyway.

Benno looked sinister and shook his head at my most difficult suggestion.

"Then it's too late. We won't make it."

"To what, is it?

Would something have happened that I had to make it? When I twist my neck, Benno frowns and turns away.

"This is the situation.... I can't tell you now."

If it's a work situation, it's not a good thing I'm not from the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce to listen deeply. "Really," she roared, um, after a gentle flush.

"Let's say, then, that the crack between Rutz and his family has become decisive in this case. I think Lutz will choose his way of life as a merchant over his family, but how much support will Mr. Benno give Lutz? It's enough to think about taking me to the city of leeway, so I'm pretty sure they're expecting me. But how far will you look after Lutz's life, just one of his apprenticeships?

Benno is not obliged to take care of his life against Lutz, who has a Dalua contract. If we start to take care of Rutz's life, there will be another difference between him and the rest of Dalua.

If all Benno thinks about is the work side, and he's unwilling to take care of the life side, Rutz will just struggle even if he's a living apprentice now. That would be better to maintain the status quo.

When I looked at Benno, thinking that I would not allow him to escape proper words, Benno raised his hand lightly as if he had surrendered.

"As far as I'm concerned... I'm thinking of adopting"

"Yeah!?

I looked up to the unexpected answer.

If Benno takes care of Lutz that far, even if Lutz leaps out of the house without hesitation, I feel safe. Even if Lutz chooses to leave the city as a merchant and leave his family, if he has a receptacle called Benno, he has nothing to worry about in terms of life or work.

"I didn't think Mr. Benno was thinking so much about Lutz. Then wouldn't it be best to tell Lutz what's going on too and talk to Lutz's parents!

"Tell Lutz, or..."

Uhm, Benno roars hesitantly.

"Whatever you do, I think Lutz's will matters. Rutz has been thinking to himself."

Adoption means that Lutz will take over Benno's shop sooner or later. The Gilberta Chamber of Commerce said Corinna's kids would inherit, so maybe they'll be taking on businesses related to the Mine Workshop such as plant paper and Italian restaurants. I guess that's why you want Lutz to stand by when you build a new plant paper workshop.

When I found out that Benno had recognized Lutz's hard work so far, I was very happy as if I had been praised.

"You'd be happy if Lutz were my adopted son?

"I'm glad Lutz's hard work was appreciated, not that he was adopted"

Benno laughed furiously, ringing the bell and calling Marc. Apparently, the secret story is over.

"What can I do for you, sir?

"Get me Lutz"

"Yes, sir."

Marc exits the room once in a beautiful, flowing motion and brings Lutz back. I guess Lutz often looks at Marc and imitates him. It's a bit funny that the movement is getting similar.

"Lutz"

"Yes, sir"

"Next time I want to talk to your parents. Can you set up a seat soon?

Benno's words were too abrupt and Lutz tilted his neck a little after blinking like he had eaten.

"... to my parents? Ha, I see."

Once Lutz's mouth was cleared, Benno nodded lightly and told Lutz what he was doing today. After sending me to the temple, I was told to work on the trombe paper in a mine workshop in mass production.

"Yes, I did. Let's go, Mine."

"Yeah. Bye, Mr. Benno. Best regards,"

"Mine has other challenges to think about."

"Huh..."

I go with Lutz to the temple. Everything seems to be headed in the right direction for Lutz, and I get a nose song unexpectedly.

You're in a good mood, Mine.

"'Cause I'm happy"

"Well, I'm glad you look fine for taking your husband's sermon"

"Ugh... don't remind me of that"

On the road, according to what Lutz told me, while I was feverish, Lutz had been sent by Benno to Mine Workshop to mass produce trombe paper. They went to the woods with the orphans, mass-produced black skins, and took calfe potatoes, like they used to do for both of us, and made calfe butter.

"I'm more like a workshop manager than Mine, huh?

I bowed my shoulders lightly to Rutz's words. It seems that the blue witch should not labor, so she cannot reach out to me. We all look like we're having fun, so we want to interact, but we're banned.

"The workshop manager, while apprenticing witches, is just a title to make money. Actually, I'll give Lutz the title of Assistant Workshop Manager and his salary, so good luck."

"When I say Assistant Workshop Manager, it's cool, but you're gonna help Mine, right? Nothing's changed."

"Probably not going to change. I think about new products and Lutz sells them."

Allowing Lutz to instruct the orphans at the Mine Workshop to make paper would also be part of the education by Benno, which is needed to spread plant paper.

"... that? No one?

Though we have reached the temple, there is no appearance of flanking the gates. It was the first time that no one had waited at the gate since I began to go to the temple.

"My husband preached to me, so I contacted Fran that I didn't know when. You can just head straight to your room, okay?

"Yeah."

"I'm going to the workshop. I'll pick you up on your way home."

Rutz and I found ourselves in front of the stairs that went to the prayer room, and I went up the stairs, and twirled around the orphanage building to my room.

Usually the door that the side service opens is closed and a little confusing.

Can I open it with Byrne? Should I knock lightly because it would be dangerous if someone were here? Maybe we should wait for you to open it with a voice inside?

Even if I wanted to call for a side service, I wasn't carrying a bell, and they pissed me off that it couldn't be called out loud, and what would be the right thing to do? I didn't know how to behave like a nobleman, and I thought about it for a while, but I just went into my room, and it got ridiculous to worry, and I decided to knock lightly and open the door.

... There's nobody to be angry with anyway, and I'll ask Fran the right answer later.

Knock with Concon and speak out "I'll open it". If I opened my hand to the door knob, I could see Fran coming down the stairs early in a rushed manner.

"Good morning, Fran. You worried about me. The fever's down, and it's okay now."

Fran, with a very troubled face, once glances upstairs, lurks his voice.

"Dear Mine, in fact..."

"What is it with a lady walking alone without even taking her side?

"Heh!? Chief Cleric!?

I had no idea I was going to see the clergyman in my room, and I looked up at the clergyman looking down from upstairs, pompous.

"Shut your mouth. Needless to say.... I don't know if it's out there, but don't ever imitate a lack of character like walking alone in a temple"

Fran urged me to head upstairs and quietly listened to the novel that lasted as I gracefully drank tea across the street from the clergyman.

According to the clergyman's novel, the correct answer to how to open the aristocratic door was to "always touch first, make him wait for his side service at the gate" or "inform the gatekeeper of his arrival and wait for his side service to come in the waiting room".

... That was a little difficult for me.

One way to open the door, don't get so many novels out here often. When it was going to end, I was getting bored, realizing I didn't know the reason for the Cleric Chief's visit, and decided to change the subject.

"Chief Cleric, I know how to open the door."

"It's not the way to open the door. What were you asking!? I am a lady..."

Alas. I hear your novel wasn't the way to open the door.

I questioned the Cleric Chief, blocking where your sermon was going to heat up and resume.

"May I ask why you are visiting? There are so many reasons why the Chief Cleric is in my room, aren't there? Aren't you in a hurry?

It's usually time to get to the paperwork. He said I could afford to help, but I can't afford to be divided into novels.

Did the Chief Cleric recall the point, coughing gently and looking at me?

"Has the fever dropped completely?

"Huh? Yeah, I'm totally recovered. I'm sorry for your concern."

"That's good"

Good, I'm telling you, the chief cleric gave me a bottom cold grin. Stretch your spine, freaking out into sermon mode when viewing in a secret room.

"I told you not to make a scene. Didn't I?"

"Huh? Huh?

I've been asleep with fever for a few days, and because of my conversation with Benno, I didn't know for a second what the chief cleric was talking about.

"If we really headed to see if the end of the story was well done, the soil would be dug back extensively and a fraction of the cobblestone floated slightly"

There is no blue cleric coming here, I thought, but the chief cleric seems to have gone out of his way to confirm. He seems to be a nervous, hard worker who can't help checking himself out because you're busy.

And his eyes, which also appear golden, shall be narrowed, and he shall seize me not to miss.

"What the hell would I do to make a situation like that?

"What... the... as reported beforehand..."

Point your gaze at Fran. What the hell did Fran report? I have no idea how to answer it and it will fit in circles.

"Beginning with Fran, whoever the orphans asked, I mowed the tree that would be the raw material for the paper. We threw Tau's fruit at each other. All I'm saying is you got a fever and you collapsed?

"... I really haven't done anything else in particular"

And I rode on the word butt of the chief priest, and nodded.

Has it not leaked that Tau's fruit sucked magic or that the tree he pruned is a trombe? I do not know how much information is being given to the Chief Cleric, and I speak so as not to say anything unnecessary. Let's ask Fran later what the pursuit was.

"I guess there is no mistake that everyone's answers will be similar. But don't tell me you didn't make any noise by doing enough to flip the cobblestone?

And it came to pass, that the chief priest commanded me, that I should be pursued.

"Mine, you're in the reflection room all day."

"Huh?"

... no recourse? Mr. Benno would make an obstinate pursuit, wouldn't he?

Is it because I was hearing the circumstances from the orphans while I was asleep, that the Chief Cleric imposed punishment, without further recourse?

"The reflection room, is it?

"That's right. Pray to God and reflect well on what you do"

"... Yes"

Shoulder watermark, or if you're in the reflection room in silence, that's fine. Unlike me, the moment I heard the words to the reflection room, Fran turned bright blue, and Delia said, "Unbelievable! shouted."

"I've never heard of a blue witch apprentice in the reflection room! Silly!"

"Chief Cleric, please reconsider the reflection room!

Apparently, I, for the first time in my history, will be a blue witch apprentice put in the reflection room.

To be clear, I'd like to choose someone to cage in the reflection room if they're angry at me for the bottom cold atmosphere of the clergyman, so much so that I can twitch back about the nectar and the festival day.

"We both have no choice because I broke my promise to the Chief Cleric. It's natural to take responsibility. I hope the orphanage kids don't blame me."

If the orphans we made a scene with didn't get scolded for joint responsibility, that's fine. It seemed so fun, but it would be pathetic if the pleasant memories of it were anointed in the preaching and reflection chambers of the clergyman.

"Um, Chief Cleric. Where is the reflection room and what do you go in and do? Oh, no, you know you're gonna reflect, right? Is there something I have to do so that I can see that reflection?

Sit back, write a reflection, clean it as punishment, and all that comes up in your brain when you got mad at Reino.

The chief cleric raised one brow lightly and groaned, "What are you talking about, you are?" Seems like you've questioned the Temple officials about the obvious.

"You've decided to pray to God, haven't you?

Huh? You mean GOOKO's sentence for a day?

Without saying a word to my unexpected ordeal, Gil consoled me, "Master Mine, I'm used to it, so I'll come in with you". Of course, I was not allowed to accompany the reflection room, and I was to enter the reflection room alone.

"As I often reflect here"

I was taken by the chief cleric to the reflection chamber, just beside the prayer chamber, where I was urged to enter.

In the same small white stone room as in the prayer room, I can see a gap opening up for taking in the air quite thinly on the upper side. That's also getting the lights off, and the little white room is brighter than I thought.

This little room, where the floors and the walls around it are all made of white stone, was glitchy cold even though it was summer. Winter seems tough, but summer doesn't even seem like a tough environment.

"Master Mine, are you okay?

"Yeah, I'm fine."

I couldn't see Fran and Gill's face looking worried by the butterflies and closed tree doors.

There was no one to watch, and there was no way I would seriously pray, and I sat down in the corner. It's soothing and feels very calm.

I decided to sneak out the list of issues I had in my skirt pocket and think about solving the problem.

"Um, this seems like a seemingly no. If we successfully incorporate the system, we'll figure it out, won't we? What are we gonna do about this one? Invite me to lunch and dinner because I want the chief cleric to know about your noble meal, what a little hard to ask for right now."

Maybe it's not in the book yet? I'm starting to want to sleep too much. Due to my hunger, I think my lunch is past. When I folded the paper from the list of issues and put it in my pocket, I lay down on the floor with a gobble. Close your eyes by leaving it to the comfort of a nap and trying to restore your strength.

"Mine, when you say you have to reflect, what do you sleep in... Huh!? Fran!"

"Wow! Master Mine!?

Looks like my body got cold as I took a nap on a cold stone floor. When the chief cleric came to get me out of the reflection room, I was completely fever and unable to move.

I can hear Fran holding his head in his ear saying what an apology to my mother for letting him have another fever the day he recovered and sent it to the temple.

"Didn't you recover!?

"I'm afraid, Chief Cleric. I have seen too much of Master Mine's frailty sweetly. Didn't I tell you to rethink the reflection room?"

"Was it a word for thinking about your health, not your decency..."

Listening to Fran's advice led me to fall asleep again with fever shortly after recovery. It seems that the clergyman who put me in the reflection room reflected deeply that this was his responsibility.

The third day I fell asleep.

Touri ran into the bedroom.

"Oh my God, Mine! Ralph said Rutz didn't come home running away!

"Yeah!?

The moment I rose reflexively, my body collapsed.