Let's Manage The Tower

About a week after the first sale of the stall "Fox's Distraction", rumors called for rumors and opened the shop until people lined up.

Incidentally, the place where the stall is open is by the entrance to the temple.

In the early days, I heard the voice of street stalls by the temple, but the explanation that the seller had properly obtained permission was lost sometime.

Today, while moving the stall to its usual position and preparing to open the shop, people are coming from anywhere and starting to line up in front of the stall.

Silvia, who was watching, sneaked up to Floria, who stood beside her.

"Hey, Floria. Isn't it bad if it stays like this?

In any case, demand and supply do not match, and demand is more abundant.

If it stays this way, it doesn't seem strange to have a violent customer at any time.

Wherever people are usually quiet, there are people who change their leopards when food gets involved.

Rumors about street stalls have spread faster than Florians thought, so it could happen.

"... I know that. At least it's impossible to get any more cooks without more cooks?

Without hiding her troubled expression, Floria answered.

The current situation is that Mitsuki's instruction is away and Eli is alone, but no matter who looks at it, there is not enough manpower.

It is good to hire new people, but the reality is that you can't hire them casually given the nature of the examiners.

Besides, I can't stand hiring slaves for stalls I don't know how long.

I don't want to return the product because I don't need it anymore.

The two of them were worried on the spot for a while, but eventually Florian made the decision.

"... I can't help it. Let's go get professional advice."

"Professionals? Oh, sure, that's the best."

It was Sylvia who I didn't know for a moment, but the face immediately came to mind and gave me a convincing expression.

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The fifth floor city, the largest building in the middle, is the crown headquarters where the city has grown and changed its size.

The building also has a desk in charge of each department, which is a huge bustle.

Floria and Sylvia did not go to the doors with those doors, but proceeded to the employee entrance on the back of the building.

Let me see your pass.

There are, of course, two guards standing at the back entrance.

I saw Floria and Sylvia approaching and immediately called out, but I saw them with official passes and nodded immediately.

"Thank you very much. --Please come through."

The two men, who had the guards' permission, passed through the entrance with a voice saying, "Thank you."

Floria and Sylvia stopped in front of a door after being stopped several times by security guards, showing them their permits.

"Well, are you there?

"I don't have an appointment. I don't think I can help it without you.

"Well, I guess so. But even if I make bad appointments, I can't afford to take the time."

In Floria's words, Sylvia smiled bitterly at the sight in an instant.

That's true, too.

At least you'll definitely do it if you're the examiner.

As for Floria and the others, I know about this incident, so I think it will accommodate time.

That's why I came to see you in person without an appointment.

When Floria knocked on the door, the door opened and a woman appeared from inside.

"Yes, who... oh..."

The woman who noticed Floria and Sylvia was about to say their names and hit her right hand the next moment.

Normally speaking, it would be rude, but if they knew who they were, there was a feeling that there was nothing they could do about it.

Floria said sorry to the woman.

"I'm sorry, but if Schmidt were here, could you connect me? I need to talk to you about something."

"Yes, sir. In the meantime, I'll show you around."

Did Florian's words manage to get through the surprise? The woman opened the door wide so as to enter without notice.

The woman who responded earlier, Schmidt's secretary, took the two to a small room, then called out for a moment and went further into the back room.

It was Schmidt's office, and Schmidt, the owner of the room, was there.

Schmidt smiled as usual as they waited for a drink prepared by another female secretary.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

"No, it's this way all of a sudden. Instead, why not?

"It's okay. I don't have any more plans for today."

I see. That's good. "

To be precise, there is paperwork, but it is not uncommon to have a sudden visitor in a position like Schmidt's.

Even if not as aggressive as Floria and Sylvia this time, something unexpected is going to happen.

I knew Schmidt was busy, so Floria quickly got to the point without getting caught up in anything extra.

"--So, do you have any good talent?

"I see. Prosperity is good, but it's a troubling problem."

At this stall, there is no point in being discovered that there is mainly an examiner.

This is because if it is recognized as "cooking spread by the human gods," there is a possibility that its subsequent development will disappear.

Therefore, I would like to eliminate the existence of study aid as much as possible.

For the same reason, Floria and Sylvia, who have become too famous, do not want to appear on the table as much as possible.

I didn't even have the chance to meet Florians, who were usually drawn to management, because they were as trustworthy as possible.

It was Schmidt who had twisted his neck for a while, but he hit his hand like he thought of something.

"Oh, that's right. Why not use vampires or iglids?

Floria and Sylvia looked at each other unexpectedly and simultaneously.

I didn't think about it.

"Is it dark under the lamp?"

When they laughed at each other and said that, Schmidt looked sorry.

"No, can't I? I just said it on my own accord, so if it doesn't work, I'll look for it here..."

"No, it's not. That's a good idea, but I didn't even think about it. I was just surprised."

Was that so?

Schmidt's description of Florian revealed a generous expression.

"... hmm. Sure, that's an interesting idea. Let's check it out. Thank you."

"No, I can always help you with that."

Schmidt answered Floria, who had just stood up, smiling.

Returning to management, Florian quickly talked to Schmidt about what he had heard.

"I see. I didn't even think about it.... let me tell you something."

I see. Sorry to bother you. "

"No, it's not a big deal. Besides, it sounds interesting to me."

Slightly lowered her head, Florian shook her right hand to the left and right.

After all, the day after Shreyn talked to the people in the village, the hopers would arrive, but nobody had anticipated it yet.