Since then, Anne has regularly contacted me and asked me to pay my expenses.

I don't know the details because I haven't seen her in person lately, but Anne apparently rolls into a noble house in First Class neighborhood, where she joins noble salons and parties to revive and spread the old Conne.

I've also charged you for the costs involved in doing so, so for once, I asked you what it was for, but that's how I swerved the subject in the salon, and it seems Anne's propaganda strategy to go around saying that if you come to yourself about the Cardinal's shoes, you can talk.

Indeed, it would be more reassuring for the nobles to order from a beauty with big breasts in a salon or social seat, which is a daily routine for them, rather than having them come directly to the Leather Street workshop outside the 3rd class block.

I wanted an escort, so I decided to ask a soldier from Swordtooth to arrange a man with arms who would stand in detail on noble manoeuvres.

That day, Jilboa himself had rarely come to the workshop at a security meeting.

But after the whole meeting, Jilboa talked about it, and I almost sprayed tea.

"At the party the other day, Anne at your place pushed me."

When I swallowed the tea, I heard more or less.

"... so? What's the matter with you?

Jilboa says with a funny grin.

"He wants me to be a patron (sponsor). Well, there were mountains of middle-aged aristocrats with fatty faces because they had breasts on their faces."

"What are you doing to a shareholder (sponsor), he..."

In the meantime, I sent Anne a parchment stating on the spot that the escort arrangements had been completed and, as an additional clause to the contract, the solemnity of the activity of soliciting patrons.

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Less than half a month after Anne started socializing, the effect showed dramatically.

Some of those hard-working workshops and merchants have contacted me to say that they can negotiate.

When I reply immediately, I can see my feet, so I would like to ask you to adjust the schedule as I am currently busy.

Adjusting the schedule means, specifically, after the Cardinal's unveiling.

"Something tells me you're not convinced. I suddenly changed my attitude."

Sarah expressed dissatisfaction with the reply, which suddenly appeared to have returned her applause.

"Really? As far as I'm concerned, you've been reasonably responsive, and I find that difficult."

The unity of the workshop broke down because I was seen as solidifying my belly selling luxury goods on my own route.

They gave the stakes too high and failed to negotiate.

If I could have been treated more amicably, just on the face of it, I might have believed in the possibility of a negotiated compromise, too, and kept waiting.

However, if the text sent by multiple workshops and merchants is almost identical, we will be convinced of the existence of an indiscriminate (cartel) even if it is not me.

As you can imagine around here, perhaps a procedure (routine) could have been done as a habit for many years to say no to offers from fellow workshops (cartels) in these respects.

And about the previous offer, even the management didn't get the information, and maybe he was jumping at the level of the person in charge.

Even if it is important information, it has often happened in the original world of corporate management that the information is stopped by personnel who cannot determine its importance and does not come up to the management, resulting in misjudgment by the management.

If I suspect so and compare the letters, the handwriting clearly looks different in the letter of no and in the letter of acceptance of the negotiations.

Specifically, the letter accepting the negotiations is more disturbing in writing and dirty in character.

Whether the Lord of the Workshop trembles in anger or in a hurry, emotional disturbances seem to convey anyway.

Or maybe the person in charge of the proxy wrote it in anger.

On my own, I checked with several people at the company, including Sarah, about differences in handwriting because of possible illusions.

"Certainly not"

I got the feeling that

Either way, it seems certain that a hole has been drilled into a strong embankment called the Undiscipline (cartel).

All you have to do is widen this hole and break the levee.