How to Escape from an Implacable Man

Too much.

Starting tomorrow, your neighbor's eyes might hurt.

Ma, look. Anyway, 'Nicole' would be harder to find out who she is if she was avoided.

- What more shall we do with these than that?

I think about it, looking down at the three larvae I rolled into the store.

After being unexpectedly noticeable, it was a big miscalculation that 'Marie' was also dangerously exposed to 'Sara'.

In the meantime, the three uninvited guests did not think any further, although they fainted "Hello" in the anesthesia formation.

Even though it was activating the body strengthening formation, the legs and arms that did the unscrupulous thing are subtly sloppy. I wonder if I have a muscle ache tomorrow.

"Marie" concentrates on her body because she lets her sleep in the back room. Depending on the direction at the end of the day, 'Marie' will still 'fall asleep' tomorrow.

Ha, I sighed.

Anyway, I am noticed that my thoughts seem sweet.

Even when I ran away from that mansion.

A little more, calm down, I know I should have a plan right, but it doesn't work out.

Concon

That looks like someone's here. I wonder if you didn't see the noise earlier. I don't think I was planning on picking up any more pills today.

I gently open the door.

"Sorry, no more today"

There he was, a young man with familiar chestnut hair, although he was the only one not wearing knightly clothes.

"Master Carl?

Carl Bartove.

How could that guy's friend be in here like this?

"Um, have we met before somewhere? I'm sorry, but I can't remember a man's face very well."

Shit.

Because of the surprise, I heard a grunt. I rush to disguise myself as' Nicole ''s low voice.

"I'm sorry, but we're closed today. If you need medication, I'll see you tomorrow."

"No, it's not. I have a similar business with the three of them, and I've come this far. I was listening, but you know about that plate, don't you?

Dishes? Is this man looking for that glaze, Yuyaku?

"Sorry, but I can't make that one. Not even in stock. Will you come home?"

"No, and I also want to know what the old man is like rolling there. Will you let me in?"

Hiraki looks down at the faint worm.

I'm from Wang Du, and I wonder if you could bring back this kind of raw "Yamato"?

But there's also the possibility that you'll find out your identity.

But I can't think of a better way to end this worm.

The balance shakes in my heart. But my stomach was decided quickly.

"Okay. Does the horse connect to the side roads there? I don't care if it connects to the backyard because it looks like a grown-up horse."

"Thanks"

Once I dropped Mr. Carl off from the store, I boil the water and prepare the tea.

"Excuse me."

"Go ahead, go there"

Guide them to the dining room and show them their seats. I stared at Carl, who sat without complaining about the crude tree chair, with a slightly unexpected eye, which would be the difference between a cloud mud and a chair sitting daily.

"Again, I say Nicole, who runs a pharmacy here"

"Oh, I'm Carl Bartove. You mean, you know about me?

"... the rumors and the appearance unilaterally. When I was staying in Wang Du."

On a slightly painful excuse, Mr. Carl hits the gavel of "Phew" and ambiguous "Ambiguity".

Then you haven't found out, have you?

thrilled, I place a cup of tea and sit across the street. From the gap in my stretched forehead, I can see what's going on, but I don't know exactly what I'm thinking.

"Who is that old man?

"I heard that the people of the Porcelain Union in Wangdu, He wants a blue glaze."

When 'Marie' answers as she asks, for some reason, Carl has the face 'Ahhh'.

"Is that what you came for? As you may have heard, in the Wang capital, that blue twitched and became popular. I also asked people to come and buy it. I wonder if your story suggests that the color was coincidentally made and I can't create it anymore and I don't have it in stock."

I looked as sinister and nodded as I could.

"So, again, are you willing to try to create it?

"I don't feel like it. That's what I've been trying to make to change my mood. Busy now."

Squeeze out your low voice and answer less words.

Ugh, I'm tired of keeping this voice out.

Shahon, and cough small and tone your throat.

Then Mr. Carl opened his mouth as if he noticed something "Ah".

"You don't have to force me to change my voice, do you? You're a woman, aren't you?

They found out!

"Hey, hey."

"Huh? 'Cause I feel sick and goosebumps when I drink tea alone with a guy. Oh, there are some exceptions, aren't there? Except it's like a friend of mine, like a beauty without a hammer."

Oh, my God, that! How much I love girls, this guy!

"Besides, if you look at your fingers and neck, well, you'll soon know you're a woman. If it's not a good idea to make that voice out, just give me a local voice, okay? I don't care."

Yeah, Mr. Carl, I thought you were a decent guy, but you're not.

You were next to that guy, so you just looked decent.

Well, I thought you seemed like a light-hearted person, but not so far!

Because I was thinking about that all the way around, Mr. Carl's behavior was totally unmarked.

"Even your face, don't hide it with your hair like that..."

Carl's hand, who rode himself out, pays my long stretched forehead aside.

"~ ~ ~ ~ ~!"

Mr. Carl, who rubbed off his abusively shaken hand, stared at me, one day.

"Why are you hiding it when it's cute on Hutu? Such deep amethyst eyes are rarely seen... hey? Is that dark hair in those eyes, maybe Goddess, Marie?

All right, we found out!

When I grabbed the cup in front of me, I put it on the man in front of me...

"Hey, hey!

Regrettably, even if he rots, his opponent was a knight.

Despite his haste, his hands move quickly and grab both my wrists. The tea rolled onto the table undeveloped and stained the cross.

It is regrettable that we were unraveling the formation of physical strengthening.

Then I thought if I activated it again, the voice of the wolfed Mr. Carl sounded.

"Take it easy, Marie. I'm not gonna tell Crest where you are!

In my eyes, who inadvertently stopped resisting, I saw Carl's face, who seemed sorry for some reason.

◇ ◆ ◇

Can I believe it?

Remove the dirty tablecloth, pinch the tea you put back in, and Mr. Carl sits in front of me.

The first thing he said was an apology.

I'm sorry I told Crest that I saw a similar daughter in Waldstow.

It seems that Carl also has a lot to think about his obsession, and he realized that he also has problems with his treatment at my residence.

Yeah, let's erase the name from the second place on the Solemn Qing list. I like women, but I have common sense.

But I don't have full credibility. Let's not be distracted from being a magician in any way.

I taught my teacher about medicine preparation and herbal knowledge, and told him that I was setting up a shop here in the form of taking advantage of it. 'Marie', who lives with me, is a child suffering from difficulty and also explains that she wants to help with it.

Of course, to deceive that man's eyes, he also explained that he was dressed as a man. Well, needless to say, I seemed to understand this.

"Well, in the meantime, I'd like to ask you where we've gotten friendly with each other, what are you going to do with that old man?

"Honestly, I've been thinking about it. Because I didn't think I'd use my forceful hands that far."

I didn't even have inventory, I thought if I knew it was a coincidence, I would go home, but it seemed like a shallow idea.

"Um, if I did it so flashy, now that I'm home, after this, I'm going to make you hate me or something"

Wow, I'm scared!

Do the people of Wangdu have that much in their roots!

Hmm, make me hate it. Because of this, this store has also been on track, but it's bad to be obstructed from doing business.

Thinking, for example, Mr. Carl looked at this one with a serious eye.

Having noticed that I've already found out who I am, my depressed forehead flushes sideways and stops with a hair fastening, so I'm going to get that gaze straight.

"Weirdly, they're the only ones with pride. It's tough to light a store, you or Marie, oh, it's tough when the names are the same. It's not like I'm not gonna come after you two for something abusive."

If that happens, I'll be killed by Crest, Mr. Carl with his head for some reason.

Is he going to kill a friend or something because of his injury?

Carl, who sees me leaning his neck and smiles in trouble for some reason, politely explained.

"You know what? Rage doesn't mean beating or kicking. 'Cause it means being forced, you know, a comforter."

……

I'm kind of sorry.

I understood the meaning of the word properly and stopped any further explanations by hand while holding down my flaming cheeks.

'Marie' will be fine, but I'm afraid I'm not, that.

"Well, I personally have some feelings about this forceful way of doing things, so it's not stingy" yabusa "to deal with it so much that I don't have room to resent it."

Mr. Carl looked at me from the front, resting his mind.

I don't know, including the way you say it.

"Fine, it's a hassle to do that. To Goddess Marie, I know Crest is bothering you, but on the contrary, she disappeared, which is something that I'm damaging from Crest, and there, well, you don't owe me."

It's a roundabout way of saying it, but I could understand they were taking the deal.

But I want you to do something about that name "goddess".

"... uh"

I thought about the bills in hand.

Being a magician can't be used for a deal because I keep it a secret. An arm as a pharmacist would also be unnecessary in Wangdu.

In the first place, he came here because he wanted that color dish. I was wondering if it would be best to use that area as a trading material.

"Viscount with little territory, right?"

"Yeah, you are. It's a small possession on the cat's forehead, so it's a sparrow's tear to earn money on the ground."

"Sure, you said it was originally a merchant and it's still close to your family business. If you want something, you can get it if you tell me."

"Oh, you said that, too. In fact, it's better to be a merchant than a nobleman, and then I'll stop being a knight myself and focus on you."

From Mr. Carl, I never demanded anything clear. Oh, I'm sure this is his negotiating technique as a merchant.

I moistened my nervous throat with tea.

Good thing I didn't move 'Marie'. Exactly in the state of being distracted by 'Marie' 's movements, I wouldn't have been able to fully rotate my head and talk to this guy.

"Is that blue, blue, that popular?

"Hmm. Now, I wonder to what extent some of the favorites Kozuka are still interested. But it's a classy color, so I think I can build a fortune depending on how I sell it. - That's what the guild decided, isn't it?

Hira, and Carl, who threw his gaze at the store, immediately returned his gaze to me.

I'm scared in a different way from that guy.

In a mild tone, I didn't think you'd allow this one to escape.

I, uh, exhale.

"Okay. I would like to ask Mr. Carl to deal with the Alliance people. And don't ever tell that guy about me."

"What's the price? What do you give me?

"We can provide a method of making. That blue one. - It's true that it was done by chance, but we have a proper record of the quantity."

Well, Carl nodded, "Uh, I'm relieved," he said to the ceiling for some reason.

"Now if I didn't bring home the phantom blue, I didn't know what I would see. Seriously, it's a goddess. Oh, yeah, this cup sells to the neighborhood?

For some reason, he was interested in the cup where he was making tea.

"Oh, that was made by Mr. Miltil, whom I was offering glazes. I'm also commissioning a grocery store along the main street, so I'm sure you'll get it soon."

By the way, all the dishes in this house were given to me by Mr. Miltil to celebrate the opening of the store. In one way or another, wooden vessels dominate around here, but Mr. Miltil's ceramics are also popular in town, with many families having one or two.

The pottery breaks when it is dropped, so I would rather treat it as a product, but Mr. Miltil's is easy to obtain because of the price and conscience.

"Yeah, it's a pattern that women seem to like, and the greens are quite beautifully colored. Sounds good for souvenirs."

Speaking of which, I also provided Mr. Miltil with dyes of various colors when he recommended painting, but since it could be some negotiating material again, I decided not to mention that. Of course, the praised green is what I provided.

"Then I will deliver those three to their place of stay. Then I'll show you the grocery store."

Do you want to deliver it?

"Yes."

Approximately to the confused Mr. Carl, when I hung all the shapes on the sleeping 'Marie' in the back, I stuffed two merchants in the large backpack 'Basket' I was using to collect material in the mountains, holding the escort aside.

Are you okay with that? Neither do you, but neither do the cages. "

"Yes, I'm asking you to grant me an enhanced sorcery team."

It was only at a later date that I learned how it was possible to recognize among the people of the town that 'Nicole' should not be offended.

On second thought, I might be scared of the sight of the two old men getting only a little upper body out of a cage for collecting that usually puts in the herbs.

It's a situation where you have an adult man with one hand and a good physique.

Though I wondered if the conversion would be gentle and powerful, if I took it from the people who were watching the exchange in front of the store in the first place, I might have been in the mood for "No Handicap to God" or something like that.

In the meantime, besides the perception that 'Nicole' was' the only pharmacist in town ', it seemed undoubtedly worth adding the value of' someone who would be scared if I pissed him off '.