I Shall Survive Using Potions!

One room upstairs was provided to Emile and Bell, safe and entering a shared life for four.

Though in the same room, Emile and Bell are siblings who originally lived together as toddlers, and nothing like this now. That abandoned house, no, because it was the Zbari abandoned house itself, and we all lived in a house that was about to collapse with only one room that managed to overrun the rainstorm.

And now they are lovers to each other.... Heta Emile is only twelve years old and I don't think she will be able to reach her sister Bell for the time being. Besides, if you split the room, Emile, anyway, the bell must bend the navel.

Anyway, now a paragraph, is. And then there are the francettes, but then there will be the "meet". Now, I'm flirting with you two in the inn, but it's good. Grunt, one of these days I too......

So after a late breakfast break, it's time to open the store.

"It's time to go."

"Ha ~ i"

Layette's reply comes from above my lap, of course.

Belle looking envious of that.

No, you're heavier than me, aren't you? It'll crumble, me. Four years ago, when we met. Whatever...

Emile and the others went to the guild in search of work.

I went downstairs with Layette, opened the curtains, and opened the inner glass window.

I was free to make glass, and naturally, I renovated the windows. On the outside, he left the original wooden window intact and put a glass window on the inside.... because if you turn the outside into a glass window, it will be stolen during the night. No, pure glass is luxury.

Anyway, once you open the glass window and open the outside wooden window......

"Whoa!

... How about that? This place is like, "Geez! ♪ Yeah, but me!

As always, I'm low on women......

Not if you're saying something like that!

What the hell!

Outside, there's a group of nearly twenty (one) people.

... all of this, customers?

Well, the first day we had nearly ten customers in all because of the rarity, but then it felt like potatoes, why?

Anyway, keep the wood window open and secure, close the glass window, open the door......

"Welcome!

"It's Ira!

No, Layette, you already did that on purpose, didn't you?

Usually, you talk normally, and your tongue's not too slippery, is it?

Hmm, Layette, horrible girl!

"Give me a medication for soldier's disease!

"Me too!

"Oh, me too!

Ooh, people who have become bodies that can't be without drugs (yak)......

As planned!

"Three silver coins."

"Me too."

"Me too!

Apparently, now that the effect of the medicine is clear, he decided to aim for a full cure rather than a temporary one.

Even if it heals, it will happen again soon anyway. Because there are fungicists all around, and the shoes are intact. What is it?

Did you increase the number of people who wanted to buy it because you saw how people bought it before or because you let them use it a little bit?

Well, either way, I appreciate the publicity effect.

"Give me three."

"Me too."

"I got five."

Huh?

"Um, one cure, right? If it happens again, shouldn't I buy it then?

And, like, five bottles, obviously too much, right?

"Oh, give it to your boss at work and earn points."

I'll give Eliza a present.

"Ah, here, Temehe!

"I resell at work......, no, it's nothing"

You're kidding me, Cora!

"... up to two of each! We're pharmacists, retailers, and we don't do wholesale!

Because you say extra things, no, you were, like, broken up, but when I said, to one bottle at a time if I could rub much, I honestly bought two bottles at a time and went home.

"I have constipation pills and diarrhea pills."

"Huh? How did you get the exact opposite drug?

Normally, a store clerk should not be involved in a customer's private life.

But we're pharmacists. Sometimes I can't give up on selling drugs. I can't overlook the unconvincing use.

"Oh, when you go away and procure food locally, the food is skewed, and sometimes there's a mixture of weird things. I wondered if I had a terrible constipation, and the next day, Peppy, Shershire..."

"Thank you for your purchase!

"Yikes!

And sales grew well.

The store also sells pain relief, such as abdominal pain and toothache.

But if that was a sign of a serious illness, if only the pain had been eliminated, the condition could have gotten worse and worse before you realized it. To prevent it, pain relief is given the effect of "stopping the progression of the disease while you are stopping the pain".

I won't do that because if I let it heal completely, I will be able to see the great and the bad. Just keep the status quo. Full healing is not the medicine of "Atelier of the Layette," but the role of "Tears of the Goddess," which is the mercy of the Goddess.

And in time, I'm going to ask Emile and Bell to act as' Goddess Eyes', or "the choice of those who deserve the mercy of the Goddess". Only, finely, but.

The blessing of the goddess does not mean that all those who are qualified can benefit. The extent to which some of the most extreme of them, those who happen to be lucky, are sometimes received.

God is a distraction. Especially the goddess of this world.

"Right here!

"Ha!"

If Layette had messed up because there were no customers, I could hear a crisp voice coming from outside the store.

No, the kid mostly runs away scared when he sees my face, so it's been over a decade since he can play with the little one! A little bit better... that's about it.

Ah, I have a bad feeling...

And you're gonna hit it, my "bad feeling".

Oh, at this stage, that's not a "hunch" anymore? Oh, so it always hits.

"Layette, go upstairs and hide."

"Yeah!"

Layette rushes upstairs in the usual reply.

No, it's not like I'm being flirtatious. In this case, I have repeatedly told you to follow instructions without saying anything, because a slight delay in time would disadvantage me. In other words, following my instructions as soon as possible is how to express loyalty to Layette.

[incomprehensible]

"This is a restaurant called The Atelier of the Layette."

"Yes, I do, though."

The one who rang the doorbell and came into the store, no matter how you look at it, Mr. Military. Besides, he doesn't look like a soldier, he looks better. After that, soldier...... I wonder if it should be called a soldier, two young people who seem to have a much lower rank.

"Is the owner here?"

"Yes, it's me though"

"What... Oh, no, it's not. I'm not talking about the head of the store, I'm talking about the owner of this store."

"So it's me. It's all my job to sign a lease for this store, pay rent, buy, sell goods, and get tangled up by military personnel"

"Nah..."

Is the soldier's second surprise voice against the fact that I'm really the shopkeeper, or against the dislike released from the child's mouth...

"So you're the layette"

"No, you don't, though?

"" "Huh?

A soldier with a pompous face, along with the soldiers in the guide.

No, nothing, I didn't make the store's name 'Atelier of the Layette' instead of 'Atelier of the Caorle' to tease this mess!... maybe.