At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

Leaving the union and following my grandmother stopped for a while in front of a house with some strange picturesque signs.

Is this the kid's house just now?

"Get in the way."

My grandmother didn't knock or anything, but normally opened the door and walked in.

I'm confused for a moment, but I just have to follow you for now, so I'll keep following you back.

Once inside, it feels like some kind of fantasy pharmacy. Something suspicious about the liquid or the ingredients of the couscous.

I know a few things, too. Good. I don't know what I'd do if the ingredients I've been served are things I have no idea about, but I'm a little relieved. I don't know what's in the boulder from the liquid, but I know most of the names on the labels.

"Yes, yes, wait a minute. That, Lady Meri, what's wrong?

It was the boy who was coming out of the back to the union. I wonder if you're doing a store number or something.

Speaking of which, he said he couldn't do the alchemy kind, but from what my grandmother said, maybe a regular pill could make this kid too.

"Kind of. Is he in the back?

"Yeah. I'm making a big deal out of you in the back."

The boy responds to his grandmother, opens the door to the back, and prompts us.

A slightly narrow passage with multiple doors. Is there an old lady in this room somewhere?

"By the way, who is that guy? You were talking about something at the union, weren't you?

The boy only seems completely outsider. He asks about me. Well, naturally.

Rather, it must feel like why I'm here.

"I'll explain to him, if you care, come with me"

"Okay. If she was the one brought here, she wouldn't be weird."

"Ha, ha, ha."

Apparently, Grandma, she's pretty trusted. I don't have a few words to respond to that.

Well, yeah, when people ask me if I'm actually weird, I think I fall into the weird category. Definitely.

What do you think, Grandma slowly opens the door in the deepest part.

"Hey, Baba, come in."

What can I do for you, Baba?

"Oh, you look surprisingly fine."

"When I saw your face, I got the energy to slap you with hatred."

Words may be hateful, but they sound somewhat amicable. Don't feel the old-fashioned air of dating.

It feels like Mr. Lynn and Mr. Sells. Well, that one unilaterally says Mr. Celes bollocks shit. I mean, Mirka's probably tight on Mr. Lynn, too.

Well, I think we're close with that one. The relationship between those people also has a strange air.

"Grandma, you've come to see me, and that won't be there"

"That's okay, this guy's about it."

"Yeah, well, I can't move, so I need to be as good as my mouth."

The boy blames his own grandmother, but his grandmother responds with nothing. Granny... that's confusing, Mr. Merrieb responds the same way, and the boy is a face that doesn't fall for anything.

We don't know this kind of thing because there is something that only people who have had the same time know about each other.

"Well, fine. So, you're gonna explain it to me, right?

The boy speaks convincing words with an unconvinced look. Probably got more interested in me up there.

"Didn't you come here to sneak up on me?

When my grandmother said to Ms Merrieb as she raised her eyebrows, Ms Merrieb smiled.

"Yeah. I'm here to laugh at you I can't move"

I said. Hey, hey, what are you talking about?

"Berel, take it away."

"Hey, Meli, what are you doing? Grandma won't even get up anymore!

Grandma trying to get up even though she's doing her hips and the boy stopping it. Mr. Merrieb looks at it in a slight fashion.

Something tells me we're getting along, and I'm losing confidence. Come on, boy.

"Just kidding. Look, go to sleep."

"It's you! Can't we be more polite?

"Oh, yes, yes, it's terrible"

Mr. Merrieb forces his grandmother to sleep in bed trying to get up. Grandma protests abusive things, but where is the wind blowing?

"You can't work with that hip."

"... I was gonna do it, and he went to tell you something extra, so I didn't have to do it anymore."

"'Cause if you'd stayed that way, you'd have worked even if Grandma had fallen"

"Hang on, if you're going to cut it and fall, that's what you want!

"You... Toshi, think about it, Toshi"

"I don't want you to be the only one!

Uh, I see. Did the boy come to the union to give his grandmother a break?

Perhaps because the request has already been treated as a failure, I designed it to rest because it is useless to do so.

"For now, Berel"

"What, if Meri..."

The moment the boy tries to respond to Mr. Merrieb's voice, his fist is put to rest. She said.

No, more than that, why not.

"Tell them the truth. Even if you think of your grandmother, what you did is against the terms. This guy just won't say anything because you're his grandson, and you did what would be a problem. Apologize."

"Whisper... Ugh, sorry, Grandma"

I see. Other than the person who received the request went to report the failure. But he said he was motivated.

Will it indeed be a problem? I was wondering what would have happened if I had made out the medicine with it.

"... yes, yes, you should break the seal. You still have a bad personality. I'll get some rest."

But for some reason, my grandmother tells me that. Was this the occasion where your grandmother broke something?

"It's nice to hear from you both"

When I hear the two of you reply, I say with a full grin, Mr. Merrieb.

I don't know what it is, but it must have fit round.

Perhaps, but my grandmother, thinking of her grandson, decided to rest of her own free will.

Perhaps Mr. Merrieb, too, didn't want his grandmother to force him. Maybe that's why you wanted me to tell you to rest on your own volition,

"Well, I don't know what Soitz is after all"

"It's your place."

"... are you finally busy?

"I'm still active."

What do you say?

Answer Mr Merrieb's words with a sigh, Grandma. I feel that my eyes are a little angry.

"You know, I'm telling you, that's the only thing a man can do with a sperm stone."

"I wouldn't know if you told me that. But she knew all the pills you were going to make."

I guess a sperm stone is a spiritual stone. Then I can make it.

"Um, a sperm stone, is this what you mean? I'm taught to be a spirit stone."

"... and this"

When I took out the Spirit Stone and showed it to my grandmother, I opened my eyes and was surprised.

"Where did you get this?!?

"Well, I made it."

"I'm not kidding! Such a beautiful power caged spiritual stone, something a kid like you can make!

"No, even if they say so."

Mr. Aroness's spiritual stones are prettier, though. When I used it, there was no loss.

The spiritual stone I made has a loss when I use it. So I'm thinking maybe the crystalline one will fail. That's a little out of compression, you feel like it's going to explode as it is.

I didn't blow up once because I got scared and stopped on the way.

Well, crystal stones are enough for me, so one of these days.

"My master will make more beautiful spiritual stones, won't he?

"... really, did you make it?

My grandmother asked me to explore me. Then the answer will have to be met with action.

"Yes, what shall we make here?

As far as the store was concerned, the ingredients were there, so I could make them. Even if it's nothing, spiritual stones can collect the ingredients if you go outside for a bit.

The ingredients of the Spirit Stone itself can be made of commonplace. The question is whether we can draw on the power to turn it into a spiritual stone.

"... if you say so much, make it."

"Yes. Can I use the ingredients here? If you can't, I'll go look outside."

"Use it as you like. Instead, if you can't make it, I'll have you pay double."

"Yes, I understand"

Perhaps your grandmother made a threat. Medication ingredients are expensive.

But I know. It's not this way. 'Cause I can make it. My grandmother couldn't hide her confusion in my answer, but she didn't know that either.

"Well, I'll have the ingredients divided."

"Oh, come on, I'm coming too"

I try to get back to the store, and the boy follows me. Maybe the boy doesn't trust me either.

Well, naturally. Where can I trust a kid who speaks loud when he can do things that I don't even know if I can or can't do.

But, well, in order for you to trust me, would you make it with cheap ingredients?