Free Life ~Record of the Struggle of a Different World General Merchant~

I love my job right now.

I have a mother. There is a store. And there are customers who are happy to buy the products arranged in the store.

What a great job being a tool shop is. I can feel the joy of working. I can capture the feeling of being alive.

Even if I'm dodgy, for the sake of society, for the sake of everyone, when I can do something, it seems so.

Oh, I'm glad I was born to your mother's daughter. Nice to meet "Apple Basket". It was really nice to have fun every day in this city where the kind people live.

I want to shape this gratitude.

When was the first time I thought that? Was it around the time you graduated from Mirpois School Middle School? At least, I think I was old enough not to call myself an adult.

I want to do something. Guests, neighbors. More importantly, I want to do something for your mother who raised me with one woman.

Having thought about it, I decided to work on a new product development.

The old tool shop, Apple Basket, was a store that only had existing products. Potion, poison weed, worm corn, magic rope. Though the results were tailored to the needs of the neighbors, they lacked a bit of glamour and novelty.

So I decided to create an attractive new product with my own hands.

Bitter potions taste better. The uninspiring looking magic rope is colorful. I put my hand on an existing product, thinking about it.

Of course, it often happened that all of a sudden it didn't work out, and it would take a month to end up in jail. Sometimes I wasted all my piles of material like a mountain.

But for what it's worth, I let my potion making talent blossom. I've had my hands on new product development for a year. I was finally able to complete something satisfactory.

M-Potion. The potion I named is still a selling product after a few years. It's not just the neighbors. Oh, my God, they even come to buy adventurers and knights.

My thoughts have been fulfilled. The desire to do something took the form of a new potion.

Mother who supported and encouraged me when I continued to fail. A customer who bought a homemade potion with a smile on his face. Neighbors who gave me advice that I should try these formulations.

New product development is what I did for everyone, but in the end, everyone is helping me. But I think that's fine.

Everyone helps me. I make new potions for everyone. A circle of help turns around and moves on to the future.

That should make us all, more, happier. That's good. I don't care if they help me. I'll just do what I can.

So I make potions again today. so that we can all be happy. so that it can help everyone in their lives.

"That's why I made a new potion ~!"

This time, I tried to improve the Apple Potion I made a while ago.

"Apple Potion" is a potion made with plenty of apple juice, but the aroma was only slightly faint. I skinned the apples and used squeezed fruit juice.

Fruits are nourishing and fragrant only on the skin. That's what takahiro the shop told me about anything that lives in the neighborhood. He's a boy younger than me, but I think he knows a lot and he's awesome.

"Thank you. Thanks to you, I made something nice."

"Yes... Yes..."

Gakuri, Taka Hiro with Gakuri and his neck. What's the matter with you? Did you miss sleep?

"You don't look well, do you? But it's okay! Drink this Apple Potion Reform and you'll be just fine! I made it to thank you, so I won't pay for it. Yes, don't hesitate to drink."

"... can't you get away, I..."

Yay!? You shouldn't, Takahiro's complexion got worse all at once! This needs to heal quickly.

"Here, drink, drink! Drink this and you'll be fine."

"Mmm, whoa......!?

Stick a bottle of potion in Takahiro's mouth. But if you don't, Takahiro won't take your medicine. I can't help it anymore.

"Gu, gu...!?

Takahiro-kun drinks up the contents of the bottle, but holds his chest down. The potions catch my chest when I drink them. It would be a little unfamiliar for him to hate medicine.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!?

As always, you're exaggerating. I wonder how much I hate your pills? I'm just wondering what was going on in my adventurer days.

………………

"Oh, has the misslept muscle healed? How's that? Does it hurt?

………………

"Taka Hiro, huh?

Something's wrong with Takahiro. I'm sitting on the ground, drooling over my head.

Is that it? also, could it be, I failed to formulate it!?

"Ha, I'd love to ~!? Mother! Yeah, you're a doctor!?

I did it! I'm used to it, so I had to fail to formulate it. It was on my back!

Oh, oh Takahiro, but he's blowing yellow bubbles ~!? Isn't this pretty, bad!?

"Wow, wow!? Oh, medicine, medicine!!

"Careful Potion", "M Potion", "Rich Milk Potion", "Refreshing Lemon Potion".

In a hurry, I will gradually administer the store's products to Takahiro. Oh, Takahiro's body, Bikun, Bikun is trembling! Yes, we have to hurry!

"Ha, ha, ha, now...!

I ended up taking about a bucket full of pills. If this doesn't work, you're in good hands. I just have to take you to the doctor.

"Please, wake up...!

Put your hands together and close your eyes. And I prayed to God.

Then…….

"Wi, Mademoiselle"

A gentle voice, whispered in your ear.

"Oh, oh, ta, Takahiro!

"Wi, Mademoiselle"

Yay! Takahiro woke up! Plus, he's full of energy, he's standing up properly!

"Great -! If my medicine doesn't work, I don't know what to do!"

Huh, peace of mind. Sweat and laugh at Takahiro.

"What do you say? You know, your head's blurry, that's not true?

"Wi"

"Are you okay? Good."

Smile with a grin, Taka Hiro. Don't let him get weird, I'm so glad.

"I'm sorry, I failed to formulate. I'll apologize again, so go home today and get some rest."

"Mercy."

Takahiro walked out of the front door with his hands full of worries. I did something wrong to him. Next time I'll treat you to a potion made of a little extravagant material.

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A week after your university was drunk of Poison Potion champagne.

One girl was sinking into tears.

"Your husband......! Your husband. Well...! It was my fault. I'm sure, because I gave you too much work......!

"What are you talking about, Yumi? I'm in excellent shape. Come on, bring me more work."

"Your husband......! Undo, undo, your husband. Well...!

The shop owner of anything that has a nosy eye and only a refreshing smile on his face.

A maid who leads to him and weeps.

The living chaotic dragon is flying to the Far East to procure a secret medicine that works well for head disease.

"Hey, work's good, right? People's smiles are my driving force!

"Your husband. Ah...!

After that, there will be another wave of chaos before your university regains its sanity -.

That's another story, too.