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"This fabric is embroidered with flowers made only at the bottom of an oasis with beads made by a royal patron glassmaker. This is a monster that has crossed the sea and appears only on white nights. The fabric is so dyed with holy water from snowy country, so it has good color and will not fade after washing many times. "

"Huh ..."

Although she was disguised as an expressionless face, her inner rose was shy.

In front of you, there are cloths that are too large to fit in this small room.

There is no better way to expand such a large number of products without having to step on foot.

"Well, let's do it." Witch of the Lake ", Rose

A fox-eyed man who makes a witch feel like a princess of a country-a familiar merchant Tien, who has been around since her grandmother's life, smiles.

I couldn't look straight at the smile that seemed to see everything, but soaked in soaked cloth.

――What happened was yesterday's speech.

"Speaking of which, did you bring a robe? Anything is fine

Rose, who regularly sells medicines to Tien, pretended to be nothing and cut out what he had been thinking for a few days.

However, I have been with Tien since I was aware.

Something seems to have worked. The next day, he brought so many items that he couldn't get on the boat.

"By the way, my favorite is this lavender color. I really want to recommend rose pink."

"Absolutely disgusting"

Pointing at the brightly colored fabric, the eyes seemed to flicker just by looking, Rose shook his head.

"I thought so."

Tien, who shrugs her shoulders with a translatable face.

I want to screw in the medicine, "When you put it in the corner of the house, the shining monster is turned upside down."

"Why are you bringing only such a fancy color ..."

"You don't have any interest in the decorations because your mother's crotch is still worn, but you've said that? I didn't even tailor it even when I called the "Witch of the Lake". I don't care about the amount. I'll give it as a celebration. Let's tailor it with a Baburn here.

"It's pretty ... I'm not that old anymore"

"Hahaha"

Tien laughs. I guess he's stopped at his ten year old memory. Rose pulls a little like Tien's float.

My first meeting with Tien was over my grandmother's skirt.

Young Rose was hiding behind her grandmother, fearing the young man she met for the first time.

From that time, I don't think the appearance has changed much. Tien is more than ten years older than Rose, but looks much younger than her real age due to the Oriental blood.

From an early age, Tien had been studying the business of his father's peddling. Congratulations about 10 years ago, Tien was in charge of us.

As in Tien's father's time, he is doing well without any inconvenience.

Even when my grandmother preceded her, Tien and her parents provided various conveniences.

Without them, she might not even be able to bury her grandmother.

Rose can't say too much to Tien.

In trouble, she looked over the room that was flooding with colors.

Surely, they are all first-class products selected with his aesthetics. Even if you make a mistake, it is unlikely that you will be able to wear it to knead mud or brew herbs.

None of them seemed to suit me, but they probably didn't bring a color that didn't suit me.

Suddenly look at the dark blue color that has caught my eyes and narrow my eyes.

"What? Are you worried about this? Wait for a moment and try it!"

"Stop it. Tien, stop it."

He grabbed Tien's sleeve and stopped with a strong tone.

It may have been a little too tight. It's like saying, "I'm worried."

The blue cloth resembled the color of Harriage's cloak.

If you make that robe with that cloth, you'll feel like you're wrapped in his cloak. But that must be distracting at all.

When Tien picked up a large catalog book from his luggage, he was nervous about the unusual look of Rose.

"Look and see. This is the color that suits you."

The page has a lot of small cloths attached to it for the samples. Rose looked a little out of the hood and looked into Tien's catalog.

"The fabric here and here may look sober, but the weaves make it look like a flower. You can see it under the sun."

"I don't go so much under the sun, so it's okay to be safe. I always wear it."

"The color is good. Viridian blue is your favorite forest color."

Tien's voice was low and calm. The tension is not strange as before, so you can listen straightforwardly.

His thick finger is picking a piece of cloth. The color of the forest reflected on the lake.

There is no change in facial expression, but Tien smiled at "Let's do this" after seeing the fascinating rose.

"Since we mix silk and gold thread when weaving, it will be much more beautiful when lit by a lamp."

"I don't mean to show someone beautiful--"

"If not, I have an obligation to explain my product. This is it."

If you say that, you can't say anything back. Tien laughs satisfactorily when she sees a tightly closed rose.

"Now, how about red and blusher because it's so hard.

"I can't do anything if I hit my cheeks.

"I can't overlook that my cute witch keeps tapping her cheeks. You have white skin, so a bluish pink looks great."

"Do you want to say pale because it doesn't hit the sun?"

"It's a bad habit from your childhood to take anything wrong. Well, which one is better, redhead? This is a dish made by a craftsman over three years. "

In the end, Tien also bought the lost Rose.

I thought it was useless to stop, so I stopped even closing my mouth in the second half.

Rose returned to pharmaceutical from the middle,

At a later date, Tien carried roses that could not be carried by a single boat to the hermitage, and greatly amazed Rose.