"Are you ready for your next job?

"Hey, that's not true. We have been wholesaling pobacca fruit from his father's father's father and his generation. There's nothing else I can do when I'm out of business."

The shopkeeper stowed the boxed podka fruit in the wagon with a sad look.

Risha swallowed up the words to say something, and repeated that she could not say anything with her mouth open.

Was it still difficult for Risha?

Well, that's obvious.

If a 10-year-old child can complain about an adult just by talking, that would be more unusual.

"... it's okay, as long as you're alive, you can handle it."

"Hey, Risha!

I know you've been thinking a lot, but the last words you should say are better!

It was too late to push Risha away in an attempt to close the door.

"Ah! What does a kid know?

I kicked one of the boxes lined up with an intense shopkeeper.

The crates fell apart, and the podka that jumped out of them actually disappeared into the clutter and was crushed to pieces.

"I don't know anything about the world. How dare you do such a beautiful thing?"

Exactly instantaneous.

At that moment, when he was ready to avoid a disturbance, the shopkeeper cut off his words in surprise.

The hand stretched out to grasp was at a halfway point, and the angry feeling disappeared from the bloody eye.

Looking back at Risha, what kind of magic she used, I also lost my words.

"Silver-haired elves....."

Silver hair, like silk thread, was drawing a band of light under the sun.

The hat of his head is somehow held on his chest, and the dark blue ribbon is shaking quietly.

"I've had a lot of bad experiences with this hair, but I've managed to do it because I was alive."

Pointy ears that should also be called symbols of the Elves exposed under the day.

The meaning of "seen" and "shown" changes dramatically.

Risha has now chosen to "show" herself.

I can only imagine how prepared it was, but I'm sure it wasn't easy.

"That's why I'm fine. I'm sure I can handle it."

That said, Risha laughed kindly.

Thin beauty does not reach people's hearts because the person who uttered the word does not know the true weight of the word.

But Risha knows.

And I proved it before my eyes.

To be able to convey your thoughts to others as words that do not lie.

It's the opposite of me, but it's one talent. [M]

"I'll pick up the broken box."

It seems that things have settled down for the time being.

I'll leave them there and I'll collect the fragments of the broken crate.

A strange sister was picking up the debris that was flying far away.

I received it as a thank you, judged that I had picked it up and returned to the stall.

"... I'm sorry, brother, I was so cool just now."

"Never mind."

The shopkeeper scratched his thin head and exhaled a long sigh, and started talking with the premise that "it's not even an interesting story."

"That was last month when I went out and bought the fruit of a powder cake. When I finished buying as usual and tried to get back to the realm, a group of guards marched into Kansas Street."

"... hey, Lisa, where is that?

"Um, I think it was probably just down the road from Cassia, heading south. Surrounded by woods, so if you're using a carriage, you'll need to go through Kansas Street."

When I whisper to Risha whether it is a famous place, I get quite detailed information.

I see, that is, every time you enter or exit the territory on the south side, you must go through it.

"So, what were the guards doing?

"... I was taking tariffs. I didn't do this before, but I was told I'd confiscate the goods if I didn't check the shipment and pay taxes."

It was easy to imagine that the store owner was depressed and took a considerable amount of money.

From the beginning, Leonard's letter is correct.

"It was good that most of what I paid for and brought in was bought by the Pharmaceutical Guild, but the profits were as good as the tears of the sparrows. However, if you're going to raise the price, you're going to run a big deficit without buyers."

"Yes, I've heard that even if I run out of magic potions, there are cheap and effective potions now, so I can't really sell them."

"You're right, miss. In that sense, it might have been tidal time."

The shopkeeper finished loading the remaining crates in the wagon, laughing mockingly.

Well then, I'll let you go. I don't know what you're looking for, but I don't want you to get stuck in my neck. "

After we dropped off the owner who waved his hand and left, we were alone in front of an unattended stall.

……

……

Somehow we look at each other in silence.

It was Risha who opened her mouth first.

"... I'm tired"

I'm sure it is.

"No, I'm not as good as logic."

"You don't have to."

"But...."

"I'm the only one who does things like take people by the balls. Lisha can face each other from the front, like before."

That's the division of roles, isn't it? Continuing, Risha laughed illuminantly.