Tearmoon Empire Story

"What do you mean?

Things turned out to be three days away from the swordsmanship tournament. Heading to the island's best lunchbox shop, Meer had been stuck with harsh realities.

"Hey that day. I don't think it's going to be easy to add shops around here because they're all full of hands."

It had to be said that it was a diversion.

Preparing lunch is "with your own hands!," Meer, who had heard from the surroundings, thought of ordering her own without consulting Anne.

I used to interact with merchants in my country, and I used to watch the buying next to Ludwig. So I thought I could afford that.

That turned out to be it.

- Duh, duh, what do we do...? What can I do......!?

Heard the appointment was already due, a cold sweat runs down Meer's spine.

- If you pile up gold coins..., maybe...

In gold, that's the easiest way. With a lot of money, you might be able to prioritize this job. but......,

- I can't do that.

Meer immediately, denies it. As I've learned from several meetings, the school ruler, the Duke of Rafina, is a clean person.

Loaded me with gold coins and the lunchbox shop forced me to make them, then it would still be forgiven. But cancel other reservations and prioritize Meer, what happens when something happens...

I'm sure Rafina will be disillusioned and never try to face Meer again.

"That is......, too scary!!!

But nothing else came to mind..., in the end,

"Ah, Anne!

What Meer relied on was a loyal minister who was waiting in his room.

"Mia, please calm down"

It was Anne who panicked when she saw Meer back with half a cry, but as soon as she heard what was going on, she started acting.

- In the meantime, it's best to listen to the situation in the market...

Anne was steadily building connections while Meer enjoyed her school life. Beginning with the St. Noel School staff. Next, to a merchant associated with the school, a merchant known to that merchant.

I also went to town and had more to do with the people in the market than I already knew my face. After making full use of such a cone, Anne understood the general situation.

"I see, that's certainly tough"

In the first place, a nice lunch box like the one Meer asks for is a very rare substitute in stores around here.

Lunch is the food you eat when you go out.

What is needed is mainly in the middle of a long journey, but what the general public imagines is foods that have no taste instead of rotting, such as dried meat or dried bread.

And, as a matter of fact, the circumstances are not very different even in the nobility.

First of all, it is important not to stifle your stomach and nourish it, and taste is second to none.

So… there is clearly no demand for ”delicious lunches” to please boys.

Folks don't bother to give money to buy such things, nor do they always need them for the students going to school.

The number of stores dealing with it is limited, and the situation has been created that we cannot deal with orders from now on.

"So what's missing is the workforce,"

In the meantime, the worst was spared, Anne sighs in relief.

What Anne feared most, it was a lack of ingredients. If I don't get the ingredients for my lunch box, I won't talk about it.

"But now..."

Anne goes around the market and arranges for lunch ingredients. That's how I came back to Meer.

"How was it? Anne, can you handle this?

Anne nodded small to Meer, who followed her in an uneasy manner.

"Somehow, I think I can"

To that answer, Meer unexpectedly sighed, ho, much more relieved,

"That's just great! Anne, you found a store to make me, didn't you?

"No, Master Meer. That was impossible."

Blue again with the next word.

"So, what do you do?

"Let's make it"

Anne looked at Meer more like she was determined to do something.

"... to?

Today, I grabbed Meer's hand tilting my neck,

"I'll help you too, Mia. You make Prince Abel's lunch yourself."

"I mean, make it? Am I?

Naturally, Meer never cooked or anything like that.

"Yes, you may not know it, but there is a habit among the people to rejoice when they say 'beloved wife lunches' and so on about lunches made by their wives for their husbands. A man is a delight when a woman cooks."

Anne, who often says that.

"Damn, that's what it is. By the way, Anne..., is Anne good at cooking or something?

"... if it's about bread, I've baked it."

- Oh, this is a bad one!

Meer was sensitive to the kickening fragrance contained in the nuances of the word.