The welcome of the Black Wizard Noir as a regular clerk allowed the everyday operations of the White Wolf store to gain some stability.

In particular, it was significant that it was possible to significantly reduce the time required for paperwork.

Until now, it was carried over to the next day without being able to finish the paperwork during the day, and as a result of that accumulation, it was sometimes the feather of eventually using the holidays to match the forms.

But this week it was all done on schedule.

Thanks to this, we are finally able to spend the holidays as' holidays'.

The situation is finally starting to improve when the store is closed but I'm not.

- And the day of the holidays.

I was taking Garnett to visit the Spring Leaf Pavilion.

It's not a job entanglement or a request entanglement.

Purely as a visitor, I came to take advantage of the dining room at the Spring Pavilion.

"Hey, White Wolf's. You sure you don't mind what I order?

"Make sure you can eat it properly."

Garnett looks at the menu table with a pleasant face as he keeps his weight in the chair at the window table.

I haven't told Garnett himself, but the reason I'm here today is not because I wanted to eat out, but to feed this guy what he likes.

A few days ago, when we talked about whether or not to hire a noir, Garnett seemed disgusted and dissatisfied with Noir's motives.

He has treated me without any problems since I started making him work, but I can't help but think that he doesn't feel very good inside.

That's why I decided to use my long decent holiday to get a change of mood.

All I can say is that I was cheap while I was trying to get in a good mood and came up with the idea of "luxurious meals".

But I had no choice.

I still barely knew what a human hobby was called Garnet.

"Whoa, he said it was a cream cake set. You even started this. Do me a favor."

"Surprise."

"It's not that I have a cream cake set, is it? It's obvious."

Garnett rides himself out all the way over the table.

I've been poked at a picture star, so I gently slip away from my gaze to delude myself.

"But isn't that unusual? I can't believe you're selling so many sugar monkeys in a country town. For that matter, the price is terrible. Look, take a look."

"... Wow, isn't one small piece of silver enough?"

Sugar is a precious sweetener that can only be made in the South.

Naturally, in Westland, we had to rely on imports, and until a long time ago, we could only really use privileged classes and the big rich.

When it came to sweeteners when I was a kid, it was about honey, and it wasn't even easy to use.

Since King Alfred's substantial reunification of Westland, however, dealings with the South have also been revitalized in digits, and sugar circulation has increased dramatically and prices have fallen considerably.

But still, it's no different than being a one-ranked sweetener compared to honey.

"Whoa, seriously! The tea has arrived! I'm gonna have to ask you to come with me on this. Hey, Sylvia! Take my order!

Garnett called Sylvia in such a way as a delightful face.

Tea is also imported from abroad, mainly from the Orient, where Sakura's homeland is located.

This is not as much a sugar, but a golden preference, and he said it used to be a privileged luxury to drink with sugar.

The price dropped with the development of Westland is the same as sugar, but what the common people still drink on a daily basis is herbal tea that can be sourced around them rather than tea.

"Yes, what do you want it to be?

"Two cream cake sets, please. Make your drink a cup of tea."

"It's tea in two sets."

"Even so, I can't believe you bought this."

"I had a lot of requests from high ranking adventurers and knights. I'll be ready in a minute, so wait."

Sylvia, who had finished taking her order, ran away patsy to the cooking area.

Garnett puts on his cheek wand and looks out into the dining room in an upbeat mood.

Obviously, it's an atmosphere when you're eager for something you like to arrive.

"Tea, you like it."

"Well. Sweet mon is not a bad idea if you want to eat with me. I haven't been around much since I got here."

"The place where tea has been coming out for a long time around here would really have been about some fancy stores"

Greenhollow Town said it has developed as a resting place with hot springs as its axis.

There are also a few luxury oriented shops, starting with the baths I went to with Garnett before, where luxury food and beverages should also have been provided.

It is arguably a huge change that luxury oriented goods, which were only handled in such a place, are now also offered in stores for the masses like the Spring Young Leaf Pavilion.

Greenhollow Town's economy is changing markedly.

I'm definitely the one who's been a distant cause, but I still don't know if this change is something I'm really happy about.

"Hmm? Look, white wolf's. There's someone else out there asking for a cake set."

I gazed at the seat in the corner of the store as Garnett whispered so.

There was one man in the gloomy atmosphere - Dustin the two-spearer.

The two spears, from which the two names originated, are also placed in the corner of the store, tightly packed with a curse-stained cloth.

"You knew him. You don't look good, dude."

"Don't worry. Later on, we'll be thinking the same thing."

Flying a light mouth to Garnett, I had a deep, bitter feeling.

Sure, Dustin eats a cream cake set that doesn't look good, but he never seems to taste good.

I'm just carrying pieces of cake into my mouth working with a ghostly look that doesn't change anything from normal.

- That's right. He doesn't like sweets or anything.

It was his partner who died ten years ago who liked sweets.

A guy who loves honey and sweet fruits so much, and instead of cash, is happy to receive sugar as a reward, which was still a precious commodity at the time, Dustin was always in a mood for shame.

The number of times I've seen him face to face is enough to count with both hands, except for the dungeon that was the last place, but I'm still strongly impressed.

Back then, Dustin was a sarcastic but certain warmth.

Dustin has already changed - but still, I guess we can't forget what he liked.

"... Hey, White Wolf's. What's the matter with you?

Garnett tilts his little neck.

That's a look I've never seen before.

Did you worry about me when I was in a dark mood?

"No, it's nothing. Don't look at the other seats too closely."

He said, "I know."

While we were doing this, Sylvia's energetic voice was thrown into our seats.

"Two cream cake sets, here you go!