Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

Enter the store. There was a narrow line of groceries that women seemed to like in the secluded shops with the scent of old trees.

Luckily, we seem to be the only guests. The shopkeeper in the back noticed the doorbell and snuggled up with the book he seemed to be reading with one hand.

An old man with glasses who seems distracted. This man is the shopkeeper, but he says his wife and daughter are doing the purchase. It looks completely unsuitable in a store overflowing with adorable trinket groceries.

"There you are.... oh, you"

"Hello, long time no see"

I have visited many times, so my face is remembered. The shopkeeper, who gazed behind me, opened his eyes for a moment, but kept talking as if nothing had happened.

"... is the man behind you?

"Yes."

"Okay. Watch as you like. You're the only guests. Call me if you need anything. I'm reading in the back."

"Okay."

Nodding, he pulls into the back of the store as if he's lost interest.

When there were a lot of customers, they were just sitting on the counter, but when it was just people they knew, they sometimes pulled into the back like this.

"Who's the shopkeeper now?

In the store where only the two of us were left, Fried asked like he was confused.

"Yes, Mr. Joan. You're changing. He's a craftsman himself, and his wife and daughter do all the shopping. I wonder if they're actually the ones making the epidemic."

"I was surprised because I didn't think they'd let me go"

"That you thought you were a trustworthy person. I've been here many times before, and it's not bad if you think you can believe I'm not gonna do anything weird."

"Well, that's true."

While talking to me, Fried rarely looks around the store. Of course, but I guess I've hardly ever seen small groceries for women. Its eyes had shown pure interest.

Looks like you'll enjoy it there.

I thought so, too, and decided to look around the product. Even so, it doesn't have a particular purpose. At times, I just wanted to check it out because it was about the end of the product replacement. I don't care if you don't have what you want because it's just fun to watch.

Cute stationery and a little trinket compartment are arranged tastefully on the handmade shelves. There was a seal on the back of the product, and the colour showed the price.

"Beautiful..."

As I looked around at the merchandise in the store, I glanced at the contents of the large glass case that was on the shelf near the counter.

Pretty large jewel case carved with beautiful decorations. There were a number of handcrafted rings in it. One of them, a turquoise ring, caught my eye.

"... like the color of Fried's eyes"

"Hmm? What's wrong with me?

Peeping into the case, I heard Fried from behind.

I show the ring I was watching with my fingers and say with laughter.

"This is like the color of Fried's eyes. I thought it was beautiful."

……

I didn't hear back from Fried, but I didn't care about that, I was just staring at the ring in front of me. A gold ring with handcrafted delicate finishes that will probably be one thing. It's a stunning delicacy packed with artisan attention.

"Really beautiful. I wonder if Mr. Joan made this."

I looked up after watching until I felt comfortable.

Yeah, it was eye maintenance.

Totally satisfied, I wanted to see other shelf items and tried to move next to them... I was held back by Freed.

"Huh? What?

My hand was pulled all the way, and I had to stop on the spot, and I looked up at Fried, not knowing why.

Fried chuckled and said to me.

"Shall I make it a ring?"

"Huh? What are you talking about?

It's too sudden to make sense.

Confused to me, Fried pointed to the ring he had been looking at earlier.

"So, the ring. I'm talking about the outfit we'll have when we get married. You hadn't thought about it yet, had you? Let's make it a ring just fine."

"To"

"Anyway, I'd like to use a gem that resembles the color of each other's eyes well. There's nothing I can do about it because I've decided to order it from a royal store, but I can still hope for the design now."

"Hey, hey, Freed"

Freed will not stop making his own decisions about the groom and his plans for the future.

I slapped my shoulder squeamish in an attempt to stop Fried's rampage.

What Fried has been saying for a while now is the outfit a couple can wear with all their clothes in place when they get married.

In this world, there is a custom like a wedding ring that was Japan. It is supposed to be a good idea for couples to wear some precious metal when they get married. That doesn't change even royalty.

The type of outfit is not limited to rings, but whatever is aligned, such as necklaces, piercings, etc. on the bracelet.

Fried says he's going to use this as a ring.

"Calm down. Nothing. I don't care if it's a ring or anything. But how did you get into that all of a sudden?

If you ask, Fried glanced at the ring I was looking at until just now.

"... because Liddy is like the color of my eyes, what a beautiful thing. I imagined it. Where Liddy is wearing my color ring. Then I thought the ring would be nice."

"... Huh!

Even though I was unconscious, what an embarrassing line I made.

Makes me remember what I said earlier and fill my mouth.

I can see the miring cheeks getting hot.

Fried asked me softly like that.

"Is that okay with Liddy? Of course, if you want something different, I'll give you priority."

"... no, the ring is fine"

I can't wait to be ashamed.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. While his head was panicking, Fried was calling the store owner who was in the back for some reason.

"Store Owner"

"Ah? What's up. Was there anything you wanted?"

Mr. Joan, who came without concealing his seemingly billion-dollar attitude, turned a surprise to Fried.

Fried nods, "Yes," pointing to the ring he was looking at earlier.

"Is it possible to fit this ring to her size?

"I made it. Of course that's possible... this is pretty pricey. Are you sure about this? I use a lot of good jewelry, and honestly, it's like I'm joking about putting it down."

The store owner's face asking Fried if he's okay is serious.

I knew right away that you were going to be spying on me if I meant it.

To him like that, Fried nods softly.

"It doesn't matter how much. I'll buy it at the word. Will it take long?

Hearing Fried's answer, Ms. Joan stared at the face.

And I just exhale if I don't have a choice.

"... are you serious?... Ok. Lady, show me your hands."

"Uh... yes"

I don't follow the story and offer my left hand reflexively as they say.

Mr. Joan, who took his hand and checked his fingers, asked me.

"On which finger?

"Um... on my pharmacopoeia..."

"Okay. Yeah, I'm fine with just fine-tuning this. I can do it right away. Wait a minute."

"Please"

Mr. Joan, who nodded lightly, took the ring and pulled it back in again.

Drop it off in awe.

... er, what happened now?

When Fried got married, he said he was going to get a ring and I agreed to it, right? How did that get you talking about buying a ring now?

"Freed!?"

When I finally recovered from the shock, I stuffed into Fried.

I have no idea how this happened anymore.

"What, Liddy?"

Contrary to me remaining confused, Fried is calm.

The calm eye color reminded me of an earlier ring even though I didn't like it.

"What, why did you need to buy a ring now? I didn't just say I had a store to order."

"So until then, keep it on."

"Huh."

It stops moving perfectly.

Staring silently at Fried as to what he meant, he took my left hand and mouthed it gently on his pharmacopoeia finger.

"Of course I'll prepare it when we get married. But until Liddy marries me, I want you to have proof that Liddy is booked and can already tell it's mine. Wang Hua hasn't shown us much. It's an unsolicited favor... no?

"... what is it"

Surprisingly, my voice was plundering. My throat is teasing me.

Isn't that like an engagement ring?

The custom of engagement rings, etc., is not in this world. But I thought what Fried meant by the word was like an engagement ring as it were. And I remember.

Earlier ring.

That besides the turquoise, the diamonds were scattered.

There you go. There you go.

Being unable to say anything and solidifying, Mr. Joan came out and handed the ring he could to Freed.

I get that, and Fried just finishes the payment. Is it my fault that the price that I heard was a hell of a lot?

"Look, get your hands on it"

Freed, who received the ring, turns down the packaging and turns back to me.

As they say, I gave them the hand they just confirmed. A glittering turquoise and diamond ring can fit in my finger by his hand. Fried, carefully wearing the ring, smiled contentedly as he took my hand.

"You look great."

"Huh!... thanks"

I can't say anything more and just look at the ring embedded in my left hand pharmacopoeia finger. The glowing turquoise in the center of the ring turned out to be very embarrassing, looking at the color of his eyes after all.

Still, it's not like I'm not happy.

My actions with my left hand finger proved it.

He doesn't know what left-hand pharmacopoeia means. No one who lives in this world will know. But I know. I know.

"Hey...... when we get married, will Fried also use his left hand pharmacopoeia?

From Fried's point of view, I don't think that's a word that makes sense. Still, if you ask him to, he nodded pleasantly.

"Fine. If Liddy wants you to do that, then I will, but what's the point?

"Nothing... but I'm glad you did"

... I don't think I'm stupid.

Still, the two of us left the store, blurring that the day might be near when (tentatively) we could take my actions, which I somehow asked for.