Parallel World Pharmacy

about the rising noon of the sun. A father carrying a girl hits the gates of a town doctor with the Saint-Fluve Empire Capital.

"Check it out! Dr. Donald! Check it out!

But the gates of the town doctor were closed hard, and the hospital was quiet.

"Please! My child has a high fever! It's crazy, I'm loose!

A father's voice screaming in semi-frequent fashion was clinging to the avenue. Though he looks sorry for himself, passers-by who pretend not to look at him as if they don't want to get involved flow in and out.

"Dr. Donald's clinic is closed until next week"

A gentle boy's voice was heard from behind his father's back. A shopping boy with a bag of bakeries called on him, Pierre, from behind.

There was Pierre, who saw him. It wasn't just a boy.

The boy weaves a black coat, but inside he wears a white coat with a stuffed collar and a crown shaped gold badge on his collar. That was no more than a testament to the court pharmacist. I guess a child store owner from a different world pharmacy is about to go back to the store after shopping. It was a bag of trendy bakeries.

Do it, because I've been with a troublesome person. And, Pierre takes a step back.

"Are you okay, child?

Worried, the child store owner approaches and talks to him.

When he looked at the sick, he approached him with a rubber and recommended expensive medicine, which was a third-degree pharmacist in this world, but the boy looked genuinely worried. Pierre is wary of this kind of sales.

"Yes, no... anything..."

This father Pierre was a pharmacist belonging to the Guild of Pharmacists of the Saint-Fluve Empire. For my daughter, who developed high fever, I used expensive herbs and ointments in the store, but they didn't work, and the condition got worse and my consciousness became hazy, and I stopped responding to the call, so I decided to follow the doctor.

Does this boy know himself as a pharmacist guild pharmacist, his father suspects? The Pharmacist Guild was openly hostile to otherworldly pharmacies, and the Guild Chief had issued a circular saying stay away from otherworldly pharmacies. Also, supposedly because of the pharmacist guild chief Bellon, I hear that the pharmacy has two unidentified carriages rammed in and can no longer be open for two days. I felt sorry for Pierre when I heard that.

It cannot run counter to the guild's policy of being a pharmaceutical trade union. If they remove their books, they will confiscate the business license posted in the store immediately.

So it's hard to be spoken to by a child store owner at a different world pharmacy and be seen around to be intimate.

"Let me see your child. I'm a pharmacist at a different world pharmacy, Pharma."

He opened his coat and showed his name tag. It is normal to wear a pharmacist's name tag in a Japanese pharmacy, but it is not common in this world. I guess I'm proud of my job, Pierre guessed.

The child store owner tells me to follow him back to the pharmacy, but Pierre steps on two feet.

"What's up? Boy, you look really sick."

His face turns bright red, and it's obvious to anyone's eyes that he's sober.

"No, but"

I can't just make a debt to another world pharmacy, I just want to get another doctor. I tried to say no, but Farma told me strongly that I should hurry, so he wore his hat deep in his eyes and followed Farma, the manager of the children's store, there to avoid being seen by his commuters.

Once the gate was closed due to the lunch break, the otherworldly pharmacy had a splendid stone shop. The newly installed golden emblem of Imperial Xu is dazzling. Is it because he was raided, the knight's gatekeeper, in plain clothes, but there were three? It's the difference between his father's dirty wooden, soaked pharmacy and the cloud mud.

However, Farma does not enter through the main entrance and walks towards the passage at the back entrance.

"Please come in here"

Oh, Pierre is ashamed that noble shoppers like you don't come in through the main entrance. Upon entering the store from the back entrance, there was a spiral staircase straight upstairs. He entered the bed-lined office and was instructed to put him to sleep on the bed.

"Let's get started. Dad, put this on first."

Pierre is handed a mask. Naturally, he doesn't know what to cover his mouth for. But it is the fashion to obey those who do the examination.

"I came in through the back door to keep the sickness out of the eyes of others"

He explains. He wasn't talking about who he was or what he was.

Pharma took off her black coat and turned white, she brought her notebook. It's a medical record. They ask me more about my child's name, age, medical history, when he ate, when he had fever, etc. to things like why we need such trivial information. Pierre was impressed that you were gathering information properly.

Farma can tell Pierre to put the girl on the carrier in the corner of the office. When I put a girl on a box-shaped carrier, something moves the scale that was on the side of the box. The shopkeeper was reading it.

"What are you doing?

"I'm weighing in"

I'm surprised Pierre wonders if the weight will be weighed in the balance.

"This is called just a spring. The way the spring is extended is proportional to the weight of the hanging load (hook law). Convert the spring stretch to the length of the teco to read its length and weigh it. Weighing in to determine the amount of medicine."

Pharma explains fluently, keeping a further record. I didn't think it was an explanation for the child. Pierre reviews that he had a slight anxiety about being prescribed drugs by a child pharmacist, but he must have become a pharmacist with an aristocratic talent education, and may be more reliable than the pharmacists around him.

"Ko, was this instrument invented by you?

And Pierre, a tertiary pharmacist, was ashamed of not being schooled. The court pharmacist and the civilian tertiary pharmacist, they seem to have been reminded of the difference in educational standards. It was customary among tertiary pharmacists to calculate children's medications into half of adults and large clutter. However,

"I'm the one who made this apparatus, but I'm not the inventor, and there's a blueprint in the Imperial Technical Agency that anyone can view."

and Pharma laughs. It was Pharma who wrote the Imperial Technical Agency blueprint, but it wasn't Pharma who designed the scales. Pay tribute to the inventors on earth.

"Well, I'll see you."

Pharma made quick visits, visits, palpations, etc. and finally put his fingertips on his left eye and began to say something about bumps as he stared at his daughter. Meanwhile, his eyes, seen from Pierre, glowed blue and white, and also appeared slightly altered in colour. The aristocratic pharmacist knew that he would use divine art. But Pierre was even touched to see the boy use divinity for the first time, that this was divinity.

Apparently the diagnosis was made in the dozens of seconds of the thing.

"It's a heavy cold."

"Heh!?

Pharma affirmed. But Pierre disagrees. In Pierre's view, it's not just a cold.

"You have so much heat, you won't back down at all, will you?! Is it a cold?!? You blow bubbles or cramps out of your mouth!? Isn't the evil spirit possessed!?

Asking him like a jerk, Pharma asked, "Do you have a name?" and had his neck clenched.

"Oh, yeah, let's be that one"

That seems appropriate, and they've decided on a name for the disease.

"Shall I make it a special name, GRIPPE (Grip: Flu thing) and"

It was a name Pierre had never heard of. In this world, colds and flu were equally called "colds," and there was no distinction. Is it a new disease, Pierre swallows the question.

Pharma went to the dispensing room on the ground floor, finished dispensing and took the medicine.

"I'll explain the treatment policy and medication."

I began my explanation with a serious face.

Pierre's spine stretches unexpectedly. My daughter is struggling diligently to kill microbes by feverishing herself with microbes that cause a heavy cold. I have a medicine for the grip (raninamivir) and it still works a day after the onset, so I think I can take it first and shorten the period of time the fever occurs when that medicine works, and so on.

"Powder to inhale from your mouth? How come it's not a pill you take from your mouth?

This was also a method of taking it that I had never heard of. When it came to drugs in this world, it was almost a choice between applying something to the affected area or taking it.

"This medicine is not absorbed into your body when taken from your mouth. So inhale and stick to the airway mucosa, and it absorbs."

The medicine will help your daughter fight the microbes that are happening in her body, Pharma says. It is an antiviral drug that can also be used in children and has the effect of preventing the influenza virus from coming out of infected cells.

"Let's practice inhalation. For children under the age of ten, it's not possible, but it's a little difficult."

Pharma told her daughter how to do it and made her practice a few times before aspirating the powder.

"I think it worked. Next. It's not a bad thing that you have a fever, but if your fever stays up all the time, you drain your strength. This is a medicine that lowers your fever a little bit. It may not go down much, but let your body rest a bit because the high fever seems to be going on for a long time. So."

The child store owner gave instructions to my father without any hesitation.

"Let me stick your daughter's butt out to me. You can lay on your side."

"Ha-ha? What, yes!?

My father's jaw almost came off.

In this world, it was common to pray as a folk therapy for illness. In doing so, strange poses are often used, however. Though young for my father, she is a cute seven year old daughter of mine. Assuming you're a pharmacist, get your ass out in front of the opposite sex, but nothing but insults.

"Hey, what are you saying! Oh my god, such a cure really!?

A distressingly feverish, unconscious daughter. The boy's gaze looking down at her just seemed to frighten her. I didn't see any such intention.

"You put fever-lowering medicine out of your anus. My consciousness seems to be blurred, so I have some pills, but I have prepared some suppositories. You can do it to your father, because he has a knack."

It's an acetaminophen suppository. I'm seven years old, so I tried to make the dose a little bigger and more effective than the pediatric one. If it makes things any easier, he thinks.

"What are you doing that for! I've never heard of that! Why don't you use your mouth?"

This is a ton of demo therapy that defiles my daughter's purity.

When Pierre began to regret seeing his daughter in Pharma,

"The medicine absorbed from the mucous membrane goes right into the vein, so. I don't care if it's from your mouth, but your consciousness is blurred."

The child store owner's explanation was theoretical and he didn't seem to be kidding or anything.

"Uhm...... Really?"

When Pierre had no choice but to get her daughter's ass out, the child store owner quickly inserted a small pill out of her anus.

"Ugh!?

My daughter is surprised by the foreign feeling and her voice leaks.

"Ahhh... what a thing to say. My daughter-in-law may no longer be available..."

Keep your daughter asleep in bed for a while and let her rest. Then, her daughter began to sleep.

In the meantime, Pharma came soaking liquid for sucking and drinking.

"When you have a fever, you get a lot of sweat. It's a dried body-friendly drink, let him drink it later."

It was an oral rehydration solution made of clean filtered water. Pharma still only uses divinely produced water in limited occasions of dosing. Use normal water filtered and distilled. Because the water produced by divine arts increases the drug effect, there is also the risk of unexpected side effects.

"Well, since I have pharmacy sales. Call me now if you need anything."

The shopkeeper walked out of the room, indicating a ringing bell.

So much less, my daughter's fever began to drop. And it got a lot easier, and I started answering my father's calls.

"Does it work so quickly..."

Apparently, the medicine I put in from my ass was lowering my fever.

Even during the business, the child store owner came to see how it was several times.

And when he brings Pierre and his daughter food, drinks, etc., he gently encourages his daughter back to the store. In the evening, the shopkeeper came with a medicine bag.

"I think it's okay to go see a doctor at home now. If you are really worried or suddenly change, I will tell the night shift gatekeeper, so I think he will bring you to my mansion when he gets here, so I will handle it at night or midnight. I'm putting in an antipyretic, so use it if necessary."

If Pierre thinks it will be thrown out here because the store closes in the evening, he will handle it at night. Hospitals and pharmacies were not usually available for night care.

For that reason, many civilians died at night. It's incredible service.

"Thank you, how much is your price? also, if you can't pay, I'll borrow it from my relatives"

I want to pay my say because I've been given proper treatment. Pierre seemed to be, and Pierre's pharmacy saw sales fall dramatically because of the customer being taken by a different world pharmacy, and the lack of money might prevent him from paying for a check-up.

"One serving of bread is fine."

"No, it's too cheap!

After paying, the child store owner shakes his head when he asks if this is really okay.

"Children's prices are cheaper."

Previously, the child was free, but the empress told me to pay for the examination and medication only a few times.

"Take care."

The shopkeeper lovingly says so and drops him off outside.

The medicine works well, the store owner is humble, and the store is clean.

"Oh... this is going to be a guest"

"Yes?"

"No, thank you for your help"

Pierre squeezed the flavor of defeat.

That was a defeat until it was clearer.

With his daughter on his back, Pierre disappeared into the mess after a different pharmacy.

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A week later, regular monthly meetings were taking place at the Saint-Fluve Pharmacist Guild headquarters, which brought together representatives of dozens of pharmacists in the conference room.

"Are all stores experiencing sharp declines in house sales?"

Alliance chief Bellon was not amused to hear of the Alliance merchant's sluggish performance.

"It's the sanctuary pharmacy."

"Abominable! It may be aristocratic paedophilia, but this one is annoying millions"

When DIVERSIS MUNDI PHARMACY, a one-of-a-kind name store called the Sanctuary Pharmacy, was founded, it would soon be crushed by aristocratic shops, etc., the Pharmacist Guild had a static structure. But why don't you open the lid, the opponent has turned into a rather awesome, unprecedented threat.

Despite being an aristocratic store in the form of an Imperial Licensed Store, some pharmacies always have no civilian customers. There are queues outside the store waiting for the dispensing. They don't complain, they line up with smiles as they talk to the public. There was a hiccup outside the store and a patient chair lined up. While waiting, water and candy sifted.

Less than six months later, MEDIQUE, a No. 2 store specializing in cosmetics and skin care, will now be offered a No. 3 store specializing in tooth care goods.

Humiliatingly, Bellon's wife also bought MEDIQUE whitening cosmetics at some point to hide them. You recently praised your skin for turning white. I slapped them all and threw them away.

"You were unusually quick to reopen business."

"I guess I did something with the financial power of the House of the Lord. That famous court medic is on the back."

"So is the emperor. Since that one incident, the Kingsguard Division has come to patrol every day"

It was reopened only two days after it was almost devastated, he said. Contamination in the store was also intense because the carriage broke in, and the outlook seemed sweet even though I had stepped on it that I would be unable to open for a month. Of course, it was Bellon's hired back-runners who drove the carriage in.

Knowing it or not, the Emperor's decree gave Bellon's pharmacy a three-week suspension. Because they picked me out for selling lead containing drugs that were banned from handling. That's all, for some reason, the temple comes in for a bit of an unplugged exam, and the clergyman of the Diocese of Imperial Capital enters and exits the different world pharmacies frequently. I can't do this anymore.

Sales of pharmacist guild merchants have plummeted since the creation of a different world pharmacy anyway.

They took 40% of their customers. Regular customers also flowed to different world pharmacies.

Besides, numerous materials, such as mercury and lead products, were banned by Imperial Decree and some medicines could no longer be handled.

"Your Majesty must be brainwashed by that pharmacy"

Bellon said that abominably. The executives also agree.

"What do you think of Pierre from Wood Leak Day Pharmacy"

Pierre, a poor pharmacist who sat silently in his seat among the pharmacists who had cursed and murmured about different world pharmacies, was also asked for his opinion. Pierre's was the closest store to a different world pharmacy and, because of that, the store with the lowest sales.

Pierre kept his silence for a while, so nature and attention are drawn.

"Do you have any opinions? Your shop must be the one that's suffered the most."

Pierre cut it out.

"Has anyone of the pharmacists in this ever been inside a different world pharmacy?

"There's no way you're going, you're a commercial enemy."

Funny pharmacists.

"For once, you should go. It looked like a sanctuary."

Pierre rose to his seat with momentum.

"Once I got in there, I knew exactly what it was like for a customer to never come to our store again."

"No way Pierre... you went to that pharmacy"

There was a circular saying stay away. I broke it and defied the guild's policy...... I bothered on the floor.

"Yes, let's confess. I went to that store. And he lowered the high fever that I couldn't relieve any herb of, and healed my daughter, who was cramped and hazy in consciousness, by the way."

Pierre spoke fervently.

How good a child store owner at a different world pharmacy has treated me. After his daughter had recovered, Pierre thoroughly revisited the pharmacy. I saw the assortment of sales corners and bought numerous candies. I heard directly from a patient who visited the pharmacy. The child store owner has greeted me, "Is your daughter better now," so I talked in.

The more I learned about that store, the more Pierre felt that all pharmacies should not be eliminated. I don't think it's going to be profitable because the medicine is cheap, and because there are a lot of customers coming, it turns out to be profitable. The pharmacists bowed their heads and forcefully theorized that they should be taught how to make the drugs they sell there and how to treat them.

"Hit that, how about us. They sell medicinal herbs that they can't diagnose, they don't know how to treat, they don't speak comforting words, they don't know if they can heal their patients, and they sell them at a high price in fraudulent terms."

"What?

Bellon frowned.

"Some of them say they have healed, but they are nearly on the verge of falling apart. There are many dead. We can't even use divine arts, so what we're selling is just medicinal herbs or poison that makes our symptoms worse if we do it poorly"

Pierre raised her voice.

"Everything in that pharmacy is different from our store! Rational, advanced, truly patient."

"Uh, that's enough. I know exactly what you're trying to say, leave the guild."

Bellon said so in a mean way. Pierre was swept out of Alliance headquarters.

On that day, Pierre's pharmacy was deprived of its business license, confiscated herbs and medicines to the guild and forced to go out of business immediately. In front of a desolate store, he just sat in front of the store, saying Pierre was crying for a man. There, a black coated boy with a bag of bread and a girl about the same age with pink hair went through.

"Eh heh, you bought a lot of that raisin bread, Dear Farma!

"Three at a time, and then I promise to give one to that patient."

"I know! Three per person."

It was the shopkeepers and employees of different world pharmacies who wanted to go through. They shopped at their favorite bakery and were on their way back happy.

"Um, what's going on?

Farma softly calls when she realizes that Pierre, who came to the pharmacy a few days ago, is entering the ground. And he immediately realized. to not have a business license for the Pharmacist Guild. Farma guessed that the store was rough and that she had been deprived of her permit and could no longer operate. And it also occurred to me that the cause may be because he was treated at a different world pharmacy.

Pierre was impudent, he didn't like being sympathetic, he couldn't face Farma.

"You don't have a permit, and you can't open it anymore. May I ask what's going on?"

Pierre told us about what happened in the Pharmacist Guild. He told the pharmacists how good it would be if they let him handle new treatments, like the ones they keep in different world pharmacies.

"Really..."

"I'm moving to another country and I'm going to be a mogul pharmacist"

Almost, that was the only way left. Still, there are limited types of medicines that can be handled.

"If you put it in another guild, you can open it, right?

Farma asks.

"But the only way to deal with drugs is with the Pharmacist Guild. If you don't get in there, there won't be any more guilds to go in."

And, Pierre drops his shoulder. Farma made this suggestion brightly, as if waiting for the word.

"We recently launched a Pharmacy Guild to handle new drugs"

I also have permission to founding the Emperor's guild. You can open a store while partnering with a different world pharmacy for training in prescribing. Pharmacies who want to handle new drugs should put them in there, not in a pharmacist's guild, Farma told Pierre.

"Do you want a high membership fee?

"It's free. You're free to leave."

"It takes years of training, right?"

"I'll have the training done for two months, and then I'll give you the manual, so you just have to look at it and prescribe it. Besides, I do regular workshops so they come out or I go around the store to give them regular instruction."

It is dangerous to have difficult-to-prescribe modern drugs handled immediately by doctors from different worlds who have no knowledge of chemistry or pharmacology.

However, if you have a registered seller, you can sell medicines for general use (over-the-counter medicines) in Japan without having to be a pharmacist. If you can master how to use them properly, you can handle them in every pharmacy in the other world. Still, it would be definitely more effective than the medicines we deal with in the Pharmacist Guild. Also, it can be supplied cheaply.

"So, then..."

Pierre shakes his shoulder like an incredible, etc.

"Yes, if you can protect those things, you can do business"

"Hey, nice to meet you......!

It was the moment Merchant 1 was added to the Pharmacy Guild.