Apple Basket is a community-based tool shop. It mainly deals with products according to the needs of its neighbors and customers, and does not reach out for business here and there.
There's also a reason I don't have enough hands. Mother and daughter, only two clerks. Neither a delivery service intended for the entire city of Gran Feria, nor handling a wide variety of exotic goods, such as those carried out by large stores, can be carried out.
But the two Apple baskets think that's fine. Merchandise like flowing the product to the right and to the left just by signing the writing was not sexual fit, and I didn't do anything to expand the store even if I could afford to save.
Naturally, it doesn't mean hiring new employees. Sometimes I leave anything to the shop when I'm busy, but the basics are just my mother and daughter.
A quiet mother and a annoying daughter. About ten years ago, we lost our husbands, but we still support each other and run a tool shop with two tripods.
A mother with a definite appraisal eye purchases a good quality product, and a bright, people-loving daughter brings in customers full of energy. Thus, Apple Basket was able to thrive to this day.
… but any thing has its drawbacks. There was also a flaw in the balls in the tool shop (Apple Basket) so that a certain cute maid's facial expressions wouldn't even move pickly.
It's...
"Apples and honey - ♪ Apples and honey - ♪ And! Slime Fluid!
…………
"Why...... par pappa par! Done! Apple Potion!
I think you are. I was wondering if you could name the "apple" on the bumpy and foaming grey liquid. And I was wondering how I could take this "Apple Potion" filth in the direction of disposal.
"Um... Misha,?
"What?
Misha Blanche (twenty-two), a young woman shopkeeper at the tool store Apple Basket. I still have a beautiful smile today.
Without even noticing the fearful blue face of your greatness, Misha is proud to list the container of the Apple Potion.
"That" Apple Potion "but... no harm?
"It's okay! My mother drank it instead of breakfast, but I got so well that I jumped out to jog. Something like," Woro! He was screaming. "
"Alisha. Hmm!?
Alisha, Misha's mother, whom you know, has always been a sleek woman with a constant smile. That's the odd sound of a full-blown disease… Apple Potion!
Weird Takahiro from earlier. Something bothering you?... Oh, well. It's after breakfast, right? Amount full of bigger beakers or something, can you drink them all?
I can't drink this, even if it's not after breakfast. How much easier it would be if I could say that without getting lost...... but in front of a smile that I can't even feel shards of malice, it was an unspeakable treasure.
"Misha tried it...?
Guitar tried to escape.
"I drank, didn't I? It was delicious."
Miss! You can't get away from Misha!
"Come on, come on. ♪ I'm a boy, I can drink as much as this even after dinner!
"Ooh, ooh...!
Fermented apples...... no, noble daddy is totally teary-eyed at the irritating smell that corrupted him. But if you don't drink this, Alisha could be sacrificed again. Noble Daughter, who is grateful to her, wanted to prevent that only.
'Adventure is good, but you shouldn't be too impotent. I'm just a kid...'
Once upon a time, the sight rises in the back of your great brain. Treating a child as a noble man about to turn twenty, Alisha took care of him... his memory had lit a warm fire in his heart.
"Ugh... Whoa!
To avoid turning that light off... so that it would at least be a thank you to Alisha... Your Highness drank without leaving a drop of the "Apple Potion".
"Ew!
Sludge divided by carbonation slowly flowed as it snapped into the esophagus. That's all I remember.
Guitar University, who later regained his sanity, said this about the "Apple Potion".
"Huh! Huh!"
As the saying goes, was your esophagus ruled by mucus, and your daddy was desperately rubbing it from throat to stomach?
Precious Dai slaps his chest all the time asking him to drop to his stomach as soon as he drinks even sweat over his uncomfortable throat... it looks like a sinner who has fallen to hell, drunk a warm oil.
But seeing such a miserable appearance, Misha doesn't notice.
"Wow, was it that good?
With optimistic thoughts and a tongue with a bad taste, she is unaware of her great predicament.
On the contrary, she thought about the Apple Potion. "It's good for you because it's delicious," he said. And he said, "This is so delicious, it must be delicious even if someone else drinks it".
That's why she kept smiling and smiling, even when she crawled to the ground and saw the bullish and trembling nobility.
(I'm sure you'll be shouting, 'Yum!' It's a 'hoarding' screaming)
With that in mind and a little excitement, I even waited for your greatness to wake up.
But after all this time, your greatness will not rise. I don't even say the word "oh" for "delicious". In the first place, I'm peeling white eyes. Apparently unconscious.
If this happens, Misha just finds herself strange too. Could have misformulated the "Apple Potion". Driven by such anxiety, Misha tries to wake up a noble man lying neatly.
But......
"WOW!"
"Hih!?
Noble Dae, who seemed to have lost his mind, rose up momentously like a spring trick doll. Horrible Misha for this.
"Oh, I'm surprised. You were trying to surprise your sister?
"YES!"
Bit, thumbs up, and a noble man responding to Misha. But those eyes are pointing in the direction of left and right pieces. It was obviously insane. Still, I don't notice Misha.
"How was it, what's the new potion?
PERFECT!
Precious man who glows his chirallies and white teeth and then speaks fluent English. A completely different attitude from his usual is no longer out of the ordinary track. Still, I don't notice Misha who cares... It's not on the level of care! Is that the spirit of your greatness on the other side of my oblivion?
"You did it, great success!
"HAHAHAHAHA!
"WOW!"
"Oh, Mother, welcome back. Hey, hey, Takahiro said the new potion is awesome! What does your mother think?
"EXCELLENT!"
"Huh? I could be so praised ~"
"HAHAHAHAHA!
They lost their sanity and laughed at Alisha and Noble Daisy... they knew this was going to happen. On the contrary, there is no one in the residential district of Gran Feria who does not know what will happen if you drink Misha's handmade potions.
Even children know it. This is not a drink, he said. He said that drinking would cause physical and mental abnormalities and keep him conscious.
It puts such a disastrous product… this is the "flaw on the balls" of Apple baskets.
Still, her handmade potions sell. The drugs created by my daughter, who has no talent for formula, were popular enough to sell out today.... as a dramatic drug that even damages demons.
As a result, Misha came to feel confident. And he said, "Am I born into a tool shop to be born!" and make a mistake. I assume that the potions I make are very popular with people who are tired, injured.
Badly, being flavorful tone deaf without help, and the character of my mother, who loved my daughter and wouldn't stop, fuelled her assumptions.
And even today she makes a new potion. To cheer everyone up. To blossom a smile.
"Hey, hey! There are so many ingredients, can we just line up at the store today," Apple Potion "!
"YES!"
"GOOD IDEA!
"Okay, well, make a lot!...... Yikes!?
At the moment of intent, Misha slips and falls. To an unfolding that doesn't hold tight, she looks up to the nobles, looking like a bum.
"Eh heh... I fell"
"HAHAHAHAHA!
At 10 a.m., the tool shop, Apple Basket. There, it was full of laughter.
Time goes on, and this is the Mampu Pavilion kitchen at noon. There, there was one man who waved the pot unconsciously.
"FUUUUU!"
The man's name is Nobuo Sayama. Still Lari in "Apple Potion," he is the owner of everything.
"What's up, Takahiro! The pot is returning today! Gahaha!"
"YEAH!"
"Ooh!? Hey, hey, Caorle! I just saw it!? I gave you back so many vegetables!
The lockyards of character, who don't care about the details, applauded the other way round, not stopping the noble majesty that was haunting them.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Gahaha!"
"Right!
"THANKS!"
Afterwards, Akatsuki carved the vegetables with fierce momentum just because he couldn't lose, and Kate carried the food around lightly in her footsteps.
And that daughter Caorle...
"Oh, isn't there a doctor! Is there a doctor?
I was panicking alone.