I Shall Survive Using Potions!

"He's here again..."

Incense frowned.

A customer named Fell, brought here by Mr. Alan before, has shown up a lot lately.

Calling incense to your seat even though it's still a busy time, asking me a lot......

If they do that, they'll ban the counselor. Even though I only get permission 'in my spare time'. In the first place, Emme and Agate can't turn the store around alone when they're busy. Mr. Alan will follow the rules properly......

The customer stared at the incense whilst eating Judai soup pasta… udon…, one of the dishes that the bribe dish made by incense was very popular and adopted on the menu.

I have beautiful blonde hair and not a bad face, but incense was just one thought.

(disgusting...)

First Prince Fernan had a strong interest in incense, and when he worked hard to clean up his job, he went to the dining room where incense worked. Since it is not a king, Fernan's work was not originally that much. We have to skip and even build up.

And for some reason, without inviting Fabio, I went through it alone with Kosokoso.

Alan had recently returned to his parents' territory and had been absent for some time.

It wasn't that I didn't know things, Fernan, but I was neglected to take care not to disturb others. Because he was always the one who cared, and nobody around him had a job that made him take precedence over doing his opponent, the prince.

For that reason, Fernan briefly forgot why Alan led him to the store quite late for lunch. Even though Alan clearly said, 'I said I was going to order stop and I was a little empty in my supply hand'.

'Others suit their own convenience', that was common sense for Fernan and also within the royal palace.

And Fernan made fun of it.

Incense calls during busy hours.

Strong interrupt even though there are other consultation bookers.

Persistent pursuit of what incense does not want to talk about any more.

The extraction of incense personal information.

At the beginning, incense was also handled properly. I'm a friend of Mr. Alan's, and, uh, bear with me for a little while. He also seriously answered some questions about national policies that he did not know if he was trying incense or making fun of.

But Fernan's questions and acts gradually escalated. to a knowledge range that incense should no longer answer. It is no longer too much trouble for other clerks and customers to tolerate.

Things had limits.

Sure, the money payment was good.

But it also pisses me off when I just get the attitude that incense will listen to anything if I give it money. Even if they give me gold coins, I just get more alert.

Incense finally asked the master for permission.

Both the master and the other clerks knew incense was in trouble, so permission was given in the mundane reply.

"I'm sorry, I can't deal with Mr. Fell anymore. Please call another clerk when ordering."

The next day, incense finally pronounced itself against Fernan, who had deliberately invoked distant incense in disregard of Agate, who was nearby. The air flows between the other customers who hear it, like, oh, yeah.

After a moment of pomposity without understanding what they mean by what they say, Fernan is exasperated.

"Hey, what are you talking about! Why, why would you do that!!

Incense answered flatly.

"I, I told you, over and over! He said he was in trouble. He said he was annoying other customers! It's the limit!! From now on, Mr. Fell's orders and meals will be taken care of by others. Of course, my counselor won't take Mr. Fell's request anymore!

Guinuro, Fernan, whose hips can pull for a moment in the fragrance that stares at him.

"But I'm a customer! Such a thing for a customer..."

"The master tells me that Mr. Fell doesn't have to come to the store to see me any more."

An exclamation leaks from the guests around, oh, that's it for that master.

"Hey, what... what..."

Fernan, who had never been refused his demands except by his parents and two friends before, was irritated by things he didn't think would happen, and swallowed by boiling anger.

"Come!"

Fernan suddenly grabs and draws incense arms.

"Ouch! Please don't!

Fernan tries to pull a reluctant incense and go.

"Come on, come on! You're not the woman who stays here. You're coming to me!

Emme and Agate flying in. The guests also get up and block Fernan's whereabouts. The kitchen also hired a master and cooks to rush.

"Out of the way! You guys, who am I..."

Speaking, Fernan finally noticed the situation around him and the cold gaze poured, and the disgusted eye of incense, interrupting the words.

A rapidly cooling head. Boiling regret.

In this place, in this situation, what the hell was I trying to say now?

You were going to drop the royal name on the ground, yourself!

Releasing the incense arm he was grasping, Fernan left silently.

"Sorry to disturb you guys..."

To the incense of apologizing with a soggy face, the guests said, 'It's not Caorle's fault!', 'I'll protect you whenever you want, don't worry!' And so on he spoke warmly.

And there was cheer for the words from the master: 'To those who have just stood up for caorle, ale luxury'. Because all the customers in the store were blocked.

Three weeks after that.

After that, Fernan never showed up at the store, and Caorle had a peaceful day. Everyone in the store and their customers make it better, and every holiday on the 10th, they collect information in the library. Pretty much from this world, or this continent, I've come to understand. It could be about the surrounding countries or the political situation...

It seems that this country is the Kingdom of Blancott near the base of the part that protrudes peninsularly west from the continent, surrounded by a total of four countries, one from the north to the south, one from the sea and one from the east to the west. The political situation was also relatively stable, and around here, alongside the Baltimore kingdom to the west, it seemed to be described as a 'livable country'.

(For Ceres, he dropped me off in a sort of country...)

I was cleaning the entrance to the dining room before opening the store thinking, etc., and some kind of luxurious carriage came and parked.

"Hey, daughter. This is a place called Full Pavilion."

From the window of the open carriage, he was asked so with a great story without even showing his face.

Oh, speaking of which, was that such a common name with no twist, this dining room...

"Oh, yes, it is..."

There is nothing good about defying nobility.

No, I'll defy you if I have to. Of course.

"Then is there a woman named Caorle?"

"Ha, ha, it would be me if I were a caorle..."

A bad feeling binds.

"What! Someone named Caorle said she was such a little girl!

The Lord of the voice stuck his face out the window. I'm sorry you're such a little girl!

The fat, dignified man, who seemed to feel like a nobleman for whatever reason, gave him something like a letter after a moment of wandering over the caorle. From the carriage window. Don't lay around...

"Take it."

Incense reached out and received something like that letter. Because there was nothing else I could do.

At the same time, a box about the size of a hug was somehow unloaded from the other side of the carriage and placed beside the road.

Then the window of the carriage was closed, and the man who unloaded the box also returned to the carriage, and the carriage left without any explanation.

"... what, this?

I had a bad feeling about incense.... Maybe this hunch won't come off. I felt that way.

By the way, I didn't touch the box. Because nothing was said, and the place where the box was placed was not in front of the dining room, but only slightly in front of the hardware store's premises next door.

I'm sure that must be a delivery to someone else. Because touching it makes you a thief, yeah. I haven't received it myself, and it's being delivered to an approximate house.

When the incense returned to the store was seen some time later, there was no sign of the box.

Yeah, looks like the right recipient took it and took it home.

Well, it's the letter in question.

Its contents, opened with an unpleasant hunch, were a single invitation.

It opens the next week at the Royal Palace, of the party.

(All right, my hunch is still on today!

...... not happy at all though.

Viscount Alleman was unpleasant.

The First Prince entrusted me with an invitation to a party to be held the following week.

That's good. Instead of a large number of invitations prepared and sent by the person in charge, the Prince entrusted me with an invitation to be sent out immediately, which is something to rejoice in. To whom is the Prince's will? If so, I thought to myself that this good news was being used..., what a destination for civilians!

This nobleman, the Viscount Princess, is my use of civilians!

For a moment, my eyes darkened to humiliation.

But with the invitation, he asked me to deliver a box with dresses, shoes, and a parent book from the prince. Is this the Prince's mistress? Are you going to publish a mistress at a party that hasn't been made known to everyone yet? If we can get that information as soon as possible, if we stand around well......

If you think so, the person to whom it is addressed is a child who is not even old. Exactly. I don't think this is the mistress. What the hell are you playing at......

The invitation from the prince had to be handed to him, so he gave it through the carriage window with the most endless part so as not to touch the civilians. Since there was no need to hand over the box containing the dress, I let the servant carry it down.

When I finished using it, I went right back.

Oh, how unpleasant......

Incense thought.

(I guess not ~, maybe......)

It was, of course, on purpose that I ignored that box.

And it's not like I can't imagine the meaning of this invitation either.

I want the back shield. But this is not the way I wanted it.

Food is well stocked. Money saved is certainly in the item box as well. Last lesson, now we have plenty of water to store as well. Washing is still one thing in potions. Somehow.

All right, let's get ready.

Six days later, after the dining room closed, the master and all the employees gathered to say something important. And I honestly told them what they're calling me tomorrow, that they've been blinded by great people. I didn't say anything to the royal palace, but if I don't talk to you to some extent, I might get annoyed later.

Everyone was surprised and advised me to run away now if I didn't want to, but made me laugh that it was okay.

Emme and Agathe cried for me, but that's not because I'm sorry I lost my share, is it? No, I'm sorry.

Everyone else was sad for me.

It was a peaceful day for a few months, but I got more or less a grip on the country around here, as well as the culture, the economy, and more. It will be time to find a place to calm your hips.

Tomorrow, lunchtime works normally and then leaves the store.

I'm not running away like that.

I'll go right to the royal palace.

Now put on the keri properly so you don't have to worry about the chaser before you leave.