Ascendance of a Bookworm

"Mine, they told me to ask you about your free day..."

The call from the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce was made about ten days after Camille was born.

There must have been a math attached that would take me to the wax workshop. I couldn't think of any other reason to be summoned. I looked up to Lutz with a full grin.

"You're taking me to a wax workshop, aren't you? Then how about the morning after tomorrow, because Fran is better with you?

"No, they say someone wants to see you"

"... hey"

Tension dropped all at once. I acknowledge, pointing my lips, that I want to go to the wax workshop soon.

"Perhaps Gil should serve the side I bring in, not Fran. Because he said he was an ink workshop artisan."

To Rutz's words, my tense recovered V-shaped. Because of this, let's talk about whether we can make color ink.

"Ugh. Looking forward to it, Lutz.... Oh, me, face to face with the guy from the ink workshop, is it okay to talk to him?

The president of the deceased Ink Society was searching for my information. A new chairman may still be gathering information. Lutz glanced lightly at me, anxious at once.

"My husband decided he was okay, so I guess he decided to let me see him, and he's okay, right?

"Well, I'll honestly look forward to it."

On the day of the covenant, with Lutz, Darmuel and Gil, who came to pick me up in the morning, I went to the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce. Marc, who seems busy, still notices me and comes out to the store.

"Good morning, Master Mine. The customer is already in need"

"Good morning, Mr. Marc. I seem busy, would you mind showing me around?

When passed to the back room of the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce by a calmly laughing marc, there was a familiar ink workshop parent and a young woman. The parent of the ink workshop is still frowning nervously.

The young woman has raised her hair, so she seems to be an adult. She looks like the type of woman who knits three red tea hairs and just keeps them up and fastened, not paying attention to their appearance. Curious grey eyes busily observing and moving here and there was making her look young.

"Hey, Dad. That girl?"

"The other person is a lady. Don't point."

Apparently, parents and children. Angry with a short, low voice, she hides behind herself in a panicked manner the hand that pointed to me. But eyes like the solidification of its curiosity remain fixed on me.

"Good morning, Master Mine"

That is what Benno says, he greets me and shows me by hand to sit in the seat next to him. And I nodded cocklessly, and looked up at Darmuel. Darmuel escorts me in a flowing motion, letting me sit in a chair. That's right, nobles. It is an elegant move.

"With Wolfe dead, I'm Bierce, the new president of the Ink Society. It's not what I wanted, but I want to do as much as I can, beyond what I'm supposed to take on"

That said, Bierce frowned gleefully and exhaled a great sigh.

Apparently, Wolfe had a rather suspicious death, and the parents at the ink workshop pressed the Ink Society president's cauldron together, which was hard to decide. Ultimately, he said Bierce was going to take on a chairman that everyone didn't want to do. I'm sorry.

"It's not a good idea to say bad things about the deceased... but that guy was too forceful, and he stuck his foot in a hell of a place"

That said, Bierce can drool. They're struggling very hard in a way that pushes everything back and forth. It doesn't seem to be very rap in nature, spinning potpouts and words.

"I want to run a workshop and put together an ink workshop. But you're right, you're lousy, not for sale."

Ink workshops are supposed to be just about making ink. The sale will be made through merchants and shops in the Merchant Guild.

But there is only one stationery store in Lower Town that deals with ink, and it seems that sales for nobles other than wholesale there have been profitable exclusively by Wolfe in a forceful way.

"Until now, I don't give a shit about sales or anything, and the craftsmen just wish they were making ink, but when Wolfe dies, someone has to be the point of contact instead. Wouldn't it be unscrupulous to tell the grandfather of a stationery store who's never dated nobility before to do business with nobility?

Sure, I know it's a lot of fruit, but dating nobles is a lot of trouble.

From my point of view, even Benno, who seems to be dealing with nobility without any particular problems, has a stomachache or tingling and pointing nerves when he meets with Zilvester and the clergyman. One greeting is often remembered, and failure determines the store's progression, so naturally.

It's a harsh story to tell your grandfather, who came to the store peacefully against only the millionaires of Lower Town, to suddenly hang out with the nobles. Even though the shopkeeper doesn't know how to get along with the nobility, he can't possibly know the traces or Dapla. Anyway, if you have a chance to look into the nobility and remember, it's not like you can snort lightly when you say hello tomorrow.

In fact, even the shops in Lower Town have a relationship with aristocrats, about the husband of a shop that is said to be a big store, and that number is never high. If there is no stranger to handling ink in a large store, it will be further narrowed down to a few stores.

"A guild manager's shop would have handled such a trinket for a nobleman, wouldn't it? Why don't you ask for it?

Benno raised his eyebrows gently and looked at Bias. "I'll sell the ink," Benno didn't say, as much as I'm going to take the job away from the guild chief, whether it's not attractive to sell ink, more hassle than it actually is, or if I can't spread my hand any further.

You expected Benno to take it on, and Bierce drops his shoulder and shakes his head like a disappointment.

"It's the mountains that want to do that, but as soon as Wolfe became chairman, he monopolized what the guild president of the commercial guild originally handled.... you know what would happen if you went to ask me again?

Did you immediately think of the face of the guild leader, Benno distorts his face?

"Don't be seen at your feet. I can think of a face that laughs disgusting."

"That's why I wanted to ask the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce."

If the Guilberta Chamber of Commerce is single-handedly taking on the sale of pictorial books to be made at the Mine and Mine Workshops, which have devised new ink and are now certain to become large customers, it is not surprising to handle the sale of ink.

To Bierce's claim, Benno held his temples and shook his head.

"Don't make it easy. Some aristocrats will say that Wolfe will take the dark job behind him that he's been sneaking up on, and if I were to sell ink as well, the guild chief would be making stranger claims than ever?

I looked up to Benno, of course.

"... So you're giving up the room?

I know how Benno feels about showing difficulty, but if the ink association starts to ink other stores, I have to deal with that store. Just thinking about how much effort it would take to be insulted by the looks of it and be able to trade decently, I'll give it a slack.

"In the future, if I wanted to print a book in Mine Workshop, I would need a lot of ink, because I know, so as far as I'm concerned, it would be safer for Mr. Benno to treat me than any other store would treat me."

"See, that's what the lady says. Please, sir."

"Uh-huh, but hey..."

I frowned, Benno showing difficulty, but the momentum to say no is weaker than earlier. Beers, who perceived it, looked at me and begged me with a desperate face.

"Even from your daughter, could you ask for more?

"... I don't mind helping Mr. Benno persuade me, but please help me develop color ink"

"Color ink? What the hell is that?

Next to Bierce leaning his neck, Heidi, sitting still, raised her hand viscibly.

"Atashi does it! I wanted to talk about it, so I came here."

"Er... you're Mr. Heidi, right?

"Oh, she's my daughter and she's picking up our workshop. I like to make ink, I like new stuff, and I'm restless when I say I'm over 20. It is this guy and his husband who make ink exclusively for the vegetable paper the lady has mentioned."

The feeling I saw pah looks about right as an adult, but he was actually over 20, and he was married. I'm surprised.

"The way the lady made the ink was novel, completely different from before, and very exciting. Keep it up."

"My name is Mine. Best regards,"

"So far, there's only a mineworkshop where you can expect to buy even if you make ink dedicated to vegetable paper. Buy more and use more and more"

Just because plant paper is easily damaged in ink so far doesn't mean it can't be used at all. As a result, even if more people buy slightly cheaper botanical paper, ink will most often be substituted with previous items. You don't have to go out of your way to buy it and use the ink separately.

Above all, the amount I want you to make and publish to the ink workshop is how to make viscous ink for printing. Now I still don't think anyone else wants it.

"Now you have to make the second part of the picture book early"

"Yes, so when I was making ink for vegetable paper, I thought I could do it other than black in the same way..."

Heidi thought she could make color ink, but she couldn't make it right away. "The Gilberta Chamber of Commerce is the opponent of me coming up with an expensive contract like contract magic to cede my rights to black ink. There may also be various contracts regarding color ink," because his father, Bias, told him.

Heidi, who really wanted to try to make color ink, apparently came to talk to Benno about whether it was okay to make color ink. Since Benno knows very little about ink making, he seems to have asked me to meet him.

"You can do anything but black. Make it."

"It's just that the material, I don't know what's right... I thought if I had any information, I'd come here. If it's a material used for paints and dyes, what kind of material is it for, although I've collected a lot?

Looking straight into his sparkling grey eyes, Benno held onto his shoulder gashingly as I tried to open my mouth.

"Mine, you know what I mean?

My eyes say eloquently, don't talk to Bella Bella for free. I closed my mouth happily and once I nodded cocklessly towards Benno, I turned to Heidi.

"I'll take 10% of my color ink sales as an information fee."

"It's too expensive! Even though it costs a lot of money to be a product!

Heidi raised her voice like a scream. I know research and development will take a lot of work and money. I, um, leaned my neck.

"I'll take 10% of the sales, but I'll have half of the initial research spending"

"I got in!

Heidi made her face shine and instantly bah her hand. We have a deal. When I tried to hold Heidi's hand, Benno's hand flew on my head, and Bierce's hand, my father, flew betchingly on Heidi's head.

"Don't make your own decisions, you guys!

Me and Heidi hold their heads together and see their respective guardians.

"... Huh? But isn't that a reasonable place?

"It's not reasonable. You're putting out too much. If you want to give the information, you can give it a quarter of the initial investment.

"That's about as reasonable as that."

I got Benno's fix, and Bias nodded at it, too. When parents started making detailed arrangements with each other, I couldn't help but want to talk about Heidi and color ink. Heidi thinks the same thing, looking at me with a full eye of anticipation.

"Ma'am, why don't you go to the workshop? I've aligned all the materials I can think of from one end to the other. My father scolded me."

"Nice! I'd love to go!

I don't know, Heidi and I seem very comfortable. As soon as Heidi and I tried to get up at the same time, each guardian grabbed his roots and made him sit back in his chair.

"I'm not done talking to you yet!

"Calm down, you idiot!

Parents are breathtaking with each other. Benno exhaled a deep sigh, holding my roots down.

"... I have no choice. We handle ink deals first. However, only ink dedicated to vegetable paper handled in the Mine Workshop is exclusive to us. This also includes color ink. As far as other ink is concerned, if you tell me the others want in, you can let them in. Increase the Alliance Leader's Spearhead."

"Okay. It helps."

They also decided how to sell ink safely because of the tired Benno and Bierce interaction.

"So are you sure you want to go to the workshop?

"Quick, let's make some new colors"

When me and Heidi stood up, Benno called Lutz and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Lutz, keep an eye out. It's like Mine's gone."

"Sir, even I can't take care of that. Mine is all alone."

Waving heavily at Benno, who frowns and drops me off like I'm in trouble, I head to the ink workshop.

He couldn't stand the speed of my walk anymore. Heidi said, "You're getting ready first," and ran off to the workshop alone. Bierce blued his face and apologized to me, but I don't mind because it's nothing to undermine his mood.

"Hey, Lutz. Heidi seems to be very enthusiastic about his work, but he's an unusual person."

"... don't say mine"

The ink workshop guided by Bierce was like a science lab. There are lots of appliances, there are scales like scales, and there are craftsmen who weigh the portions carefully and make sunken seeds (also a little) ink.

At the corner of the corner was a place to make the ink for the vegetable paper I had asked for. The ink made is packed in a bottle and some are placed.

So Heidi, who should have gone back earlier, was being gambled by a man in his mid-twenties. It's like, "Do your job before you play".

"Mr. Bierce, is Heidi busy?

"... no, it's not something the lady cares about. Hey, Joseph! It's fine today. Let Heidi deal with customers."

When Bierce said so loudly, Heidi looked back with a radiant face, and the man called Joseph rounded his eyes as surprised.

"Parents, are you insane to let Heidi deal with a customer?

"You're a valuable customer who wants new color ink and will cover a quarter of his research expenses. There's no need to stop Heidi's research today. Just watch and see if there's any rudeness."

The exchange between the two of them seems to bring to my attention what the hell Heidi is being treated like.

"Ma'am, this is Joseph. Heidi's husband, substantial trace of this workshop. Heidi, thank you."

"This is Mine, the workshop manager at Mine Workshop. Today I asked to show you where to buy ink for vegetable paper and make new color inks."

In my words Joseph exhaled like a ho. Although he made it, he didn't have any customers wanting plant paper ink and wondered what was going on.

"This is what we're doing now."

"Good luck to the store by tomorrow."

Lutz, the Dapra of the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce, buys it from his parents and sells it to Mine Workshop. It seems troublesome at first sight, but that's the kind of procedure they have to take. I left the exchange as a merchant to Lutz, and I looked around the workshop. Darmuel and Gill, too, seem to have a rare workshop in Lower Town. I look around intriguingly.

"Lady, over here, over here"

When Heidi turned to the person who invited him, he said that he had collected the materials, and a small amount of various objects had been collected. It's already shattered, so I have no idea what the original is. And not only the materials for making the colors, but also the various types of oils were collected.

"Heidi, what's the oil here?

"I tried to collect it from one end. Flaxseed oil might not be enough, right?

"Yep. I was thinking the same thing."

I wanted dry oil to make ink, but the only thing I could see in this city was linseed oil. There's something like hemp in the fabric, so I figured it would exist.

However, flaxseed oil alone is uncomfortable and expensive. I was trying to find another alternative oil. Because of this, I would like to take this opportunity to examine the types of oil in this world.

"The oils have dry oils if dried and non-dry oils if dried, but it is dry oils that are better suited to making ink."

"Uh, then, I guess there are a few other types of linseed oil. Mish, Pade, Ise, Toulm."

Out of the lined oils, Heidi sorts by name as Daddy. The names of walnuts and flowers were mentioned, and I hastily wrote them down on the bookboard.

"The ink I know is powdered with colored ore and a lot to mix. … that's right, you can have a yellow and brown intermediate color with this kind of loess soil"

"All right, let's try. Joseph, help me."

Heidi called Joseph and started making it fast. Joseph starts working out loess and oil on a marble plate.

"... hmm? You can't be brown!?

"Hey, why?

If you mix loess and oil, it should turn loess. It can't be any other color. Yet there was blue before me for some reason. Bright blue like a clear blue sky spreads over the marble, flashing.

"Ho, let's try some other oils"

Joseph and Heidi mix with loess in the order of mish, pede, aise and thurm. Only Ise finished in the loess I know, but otherwise it changed red, became blue-green-like, and had unexpected results.

Before the marble of the five colors, not only I, but everyone blinks.

"It doesn't matter what you think, does it?

"... strange, but should I say that this is nice to be able to make a variety of colors from one material?

I didn't think the type of oil would change the color. The result is unexpected, but the increase in the number of colors is welcome.

He looked at me with a tired face as Joseph, who had been mixing one after the other, turned his arms around.

"Ma'am, you're more positive than I expected."

"Because what I want is color ink. As long as it doesn't become colorless and transparent, no problem."

I write down the results of my work on the calligraphy board.

Lutz stared at the color ink he had done and tilted his neck.

"How could this happen?

"You think so too, don't you? Strange, isn't it? You'd love to figure it out, wouldn't you?

Heidi let her face shine and took Lutz's hand. Heidi is apparently the type who can't help but want to figure out the wonder.

"Heidi, I don't care how this happens at this time. What matters is how many colors you can have."

"Yeah!? Doesn't the lady want to know why this wonder happens?

Not to mention that he was betrayed, but when Heidi opened his eyes and looked at me, Joseph's arm stretched out from the side, holding Heidi's head in gasp.

"Heidi, don't make your lady your freak buddy!

"How awful is a freak. I just thought you could tell with this lady."

Bad for Heidi, but I don't want to have a different elucidation of wonders. I want to make a colored picture book for my sweet little brother Camille. By the way, I would welcome a book that summarizes the results of my research, although I don't want to work out wonders myself.

"I want to know the result more than the reason or cause. Ise came in the same color as expected. Now let's mix the blue there with Ise. Try one after the other and you may reveal common ground and differences"

Heidi laughed and nodded loudly as I pointed to the blue powder.

"On that, concurring opinion. Let's try one after the other."

The loess was an aise that could have made the color as expected, but when mixed with the powdery blue of Lapis lazuli, it turned bright yellow for some reason. If I were to paint a vegetable flower field, it would be perfect, but the colour I sought is not yellow.

For the record, the blue like lapis lazuli was flax oil.

"... this could be difficult"

Before the large quantities of material and the five oils, I stared at the bookboard with the results, feeling a great groove in the difference between my knowledge and the common sense of the other worlds.