My 【Repair】Skill Became an Almighty Cheat Skill, So I Thought I’d Open Up a Weapon Shop
Episode 455: Lower Preparation for the Future Preliminary
For one thing, I promise to send Sir Oswald out of Knights headquarters as soon as the improved version is complete.
With the exception of the silver wings and golden fangs, which have been dating since the beginning, virtually the first product development request from other Knights - this job, which was anxious to see if it would work, was also making a success.
This time the Merit would still be two of Noir and Alexia.
"I have to thank you both later."
"You want to give me a special allowance?
"Of course I'm thinking about it, but I want to do something else."
Walking down the hallway talking to Garnett, I ran into Sylvia just near the dining room.
Apparently I've just finished preparing lunch for the Knights, a slightly alarming atmosphere when I'm taking a breather between jobs.
Sylvia smiled a little bit badly because she had been seen in the face of such a timing.
"Is Mr. Oswald home yet? Then I'll go collect the cup later."
"Thanks for taking the time."
"No. We're ready for lunch, if you'd like, both of you."
The dining room is starting to smell nice and appetizing.
I was going to finish my lunch before I went back to the White Wolf store, so if there's just enough for us to eat, I'd appreciate it.
I tried to take that suggestion to Garnett, and Garnett opened his mouth earlier than that.
"Hey White Wolf's. Next time we'll take Noir and Alexia to the Spring Leaf Pavilion for dinner. With your luxury."
"Whoa, that's good...... wait a minute. Is that for everyone? I'm gonna do it because it's part of my job to get it out of the store's money."
Zero grin as Sylvia dulls as she watches the cluttered interaction between me and Garnett.
"It kind of makes you two look like brothers. Ah... but when I thought about it, would I eventually become a true brother-in-law? Is it because we live together, after all?"
Sylvia smiled and put her hands on her slightly stained cheeks.
Next to me laughing and deluding, Garnett slips away silently and insignificantly.
Indeed, apparently, Garnett's sister, Alma and I are supposed to be engaged, and Garnett will inevitably be my brother-in-law.
It's just a reaffirmation of the obvious fact, but when you hear that from Sylvia's mouth, it makes me feel like I'm having trouble saying anything.
"(... I don't know, when you were still in your hometown village, you felt like your mother was finding out you were getting along with a girl)"
I didn't dare to put it in my mouth, even though I felt unexpectedly nostalgic over my chest.
It would be rude to Sylvia to say she's like a mother, and whatever you think would be a topic that upsets Garnett.
"If you say we live together. Isn't it about time you finished building your bath?
"Hmm? Oh, right. I had it going in parallel with my job, but it's finally going to take shape."
If you're relieved that the topic has changed, a totally unexpected voice comes in from across.
"When it comes to construction, did it break even in the bathroom?
"Ambrose? What's going on here?"
"I don't think we should call them 'places like this' in front of the dining room."
Normally, yes, but it was hard to imagine Ambrose taking a trip to the dining room.
Or, if we're going to eat, we should need to rule out foreboding, but can we do it in front of the rest of the group?
"Even I don't have the body to live without getting nutritious. I don't remember taste or flattery. Sorry if I missed my expectations."
Ambrose said that as he read my thoughts and spoke to Sylvia in a way he was used to.
"Miss Sylvia"
"Of course I'm ready. You take it back to your room as usual, don't you? Wait a minute, please."
Sylvia smiles and answers and turns back to the dining room.
Well, the more you figure it out, the simpler it is.
I can't eat in front of the rest of the group because I need to hide the remodeled face, so I take it back to my room and eat it?
Some of the guests at the Spring Young Leaf Pavilion should have preferred to dine in their own rooms, so I guess it's something Sylvia's used to.
"So, what's construction?
"I'm talking about home. It's a hassle to get down to town and rent a bath, so I decided to make it home."
"Green hollow is not common, but it's none of our business."
Pulling hot water from the source is not free either.
It seems that many residents have the idea that it is more convenient and economical to use it than to prepare a bath in their own house one way or the other, because it is an environment full of public baths in the town.
Ambrose hit the gavel of convincing "I see," but for some reason he showed a bare gesture like he was stuck in words.
"Hmm... when it comes to home, it's co-located in the White Wolf store, is that it? Sir Garnett lives with us..."
"We're not gonna let the employees use us, are we? I don't want to be misunderstood."
"Well, I guess they don't misunderstand... well, don't you need me to say it anyway"
I didn't collect it consciously at all, but the gender ratio of the employees at the head office is skewed.
I've never gone beyond making strange reputations.
"Oops. Yes, Sir Ambrose. I don't know if I can actually do this, but there was one thing I wanted to ask you."
"Do me a favor? Say it. If you just want to hear it, let's hear it."
"Don't hesitate then. It's just a personal favor, not an order as a captain..."
I decide to pinch the foreground properly so as not to be a public or private confusion and to convey to Ambrose the idea that I have been vaguely thinking about.
"You know that the White Wolf store was asked by the Grey Eagle Knights to develop cold gear. In the meantime, I think I can take it until the product is finished… Depending on the amount of orders I place, I may not be able to keep up with the manufacture of fabric spells with disposable contents"
As it stands, only two staff members are involved in the production of magic props: Noir, a full-time employee, and Blanc, who is in the process of redeeming his sister and demon king's army for her sins.
Until not long ago, he was alone in the noir, and Blanc began subcontracting manufacturing in the name of redemption through social contributions, which greatly improved the productivity of the magic products.
But when it comes to "steadily supplying the Knights' troops with disposable products," there is just no guarantee that the two of us can make up for it.
"The Knights of Tsui Eye, to which you belong, are tasked with monitoring wizards throughout the continent? If you know a wizard who lives in the North and is in trouble for money, can you introduce him?