The Economics of Prophecy

"Looks like you made it."

"I can't believe Lilka just admitted to putting it together in one meeting."

After two independent chambers of commerce and Kenwell pulled up, two students came into the room on Lilka's guidance. Both men and women with the same face are in third grade. He is the twin brothers and sisters of the Grand Chamber of Commerce Kenwell, the best of Lilkas and vice president of the Food Guild.

He wanted to talk to me in exchange for a chair and a desk. We need to cut benevolence because we're going to involve all three of our umbrellas, but what's the use of the successor to the Golden Chamber of Commerce? How much of this is going to cut off my safekeeping?

A relaxed beauty with long brown hair curled loosely. And a refreshing handsome guy very similar to that. I'm just confused with a noble boy because of his standing behavior.

If I heck, I'll take the title of honor and just be noble in form, naturally.

"Senior Jean, Senior Maria. Don't admit anything about Vinder."

As far as how angry Lilka reacts to being teased about her relationship with me, the relationship seems to be good. However, there is the fact that the pinch under the umbrella is left unattended while the HQ picks it up.

As for this one, I was able to earn members thanks to it, and the accommodation of my desk and chair is very helpful. But Kalest told me he was giving me a place to buy up under his umbrella. There's no earnings competition in the Kalest and Kenwell series?

"I know what you're trying to say. I'm talking about looking after the trouble under my umbrella, right? Unfortunately, it's our company. Each Chamber of Commerce shall have good autonomy. No matter how important it is, I can't get my hands on it at the Academy."

"My father's stopping me."

You noticed my surprise gaze, the two of you said.

"Is it company style? Sounds different to Calest."

"Right. Vertical Kalest, horizontal Kenwell is what they say. Well, that doesn't even fit, does it, over there? I didn't have a problem when Drefano was the best, but this is what happens when it breaks down."

I see. Is it like 30-commerce and Oui property?

"What do you think?

"Each has its advantages and drawbacks, and if it's working, either. Aren't you okay as long as you don't mix it? Which I prefer, Kenwell's way."

"It's an honor. But the Holdings you suggested. Sounds flexible to adapt to both formats, doesn't it? It is even possible to mix the two to some extent. Didn't I?

I guess the lilkas have heard some of the content of the meeting. But as it stands, it's impossible.

"Come on, it's an airspace theory on the desk. This time there was a common purpose, rather than an enemy. And only during the festival on limited terms. Otherwise, you can't run it."

In fact, this would not have been possible if Calest hadn't hunted them down to the point where they couldn't participate.

"You're right. Whatever the rules, they will eventually collapse without the backing of profit and power. The more complicated and larger that is. Interesting, though, minus that."

"When I bundled up the little chamber of commerce and asked what kind of romantic I thought... Did you have enemies? Lilka has a very amazing friend, doesn't she? I was surprised when I heard you attended Her Royal Highness's Tea Party. I'm convinced."

"Speaking of which, the performance was brilliant. The first time I used Sage's room, I lost my temper. At the end of the day, I will stab you in the stomach with Her Highness the Princess."

"No, it was Lilka's suggestion to use this room"

I was simply thinking of the best place to keep it confidential.

"Yeah. But His Royal Highness Conne is himself, isn't he? Question, then. Why didn't you use Her Royal Highness from the beginning?

Maria saw me. You look like you've spoken a subtle question. But when one crack is also seen with four eyes together, it turns out that it's not just a question. Compared to the silvers we just scattered, the attitude has been friendly and calm. But these two are heirs to gold. In the future, we will be in a good position to say that we are representatives of merchants.

'Cause there's nothing merchants can do to set a policy under noble authority.'

So I answered honestly. Civilian students do not defy aristocratic students. That's not against the guests, that's why they take their lives in the identity society. But the merchant should never be convinced.

It's nothing like an antibone or a spirit of equality. Merchants and nobles have different positions and roles. Anyway, if you're as good a nobleman as Drefano, and you suppress other chambers of commerce and push them until they get fat, otherwise there's no way they won't make a difference in food from each other.

That's why the guild chief can't be an honorable aristocrat.

In other words, if it takes the form of deciding on this meeting under royal authority, the inner dissatisfaction will absolutely remain. Even the neighborhood doesn't know what kind of trouble you're going to have with a bomb like that.

"I see, the elements that accompany Conne seem awkward. Yes, we are merchants. Merchants have their way."

Jean narrowed her eyes. I can't be alarmed, but this seems more plausible than Drefano.

"Because I didn't want it and I didn't get it."

"Again, I don't think this is the first time Her Royal Highness has dealt with you."

"Can you stop saying that? Senior Kenwell."

"You don't have to stay. Lady Viscount tells me."

"Do you know Master Luitzer?

"Because Lilka made the connection, she let me take advantage of it quickly. He was funny."

Yes, that dance noise is Luitzer's money. I still can't read my intentions.

"Well anyway. I appreciate this. As it were, Lilka and the others had no choice but to abstain."

Jean bowed her head gently to me and Maria imitated it.

"Aren't you going to weigh the autonomy under your umbrella?

"Autonomy weighs. That's why Lilka and the others can help if they want to break the situation on their own. Thank you for creating that situation."

"I'd be grateful if you could help the kids under my umbrella. Because it's a family."

said the twins. I'm afraid of the word family, but in this case it would mean normal. Though a family with lots of students is much stronger than the original world.

"I also wonder if there's one more thing I need to thank you for."

Jean looked at me with the kind of eyes he would explore. Did you ever crush Drefano? Sure, I even let Jacob flow information about the Third Knights to Kenwell, but I don't think they'll notice. No, is that Luitzer's line?

"You have no idea about this one. Even if it did, wouldn't it be a ton with a desk and a chair?

I didn't do it for you guys, that's fine, I can put in the meaning.

"Well, I wonder if there's something on your scale that I don't know. They won't hang each other. Well, let's put that away. It's a story that doesn't prove it."

"What, what do you mean?

Lilka got it right.

"It's a business secret." "Right."

Me and Jean aligned their voices.

"Ugh, why are the gold and copper commercial secrets flying over me?"

Disgruntled lilka, but does not pursue on boulders. That's okay, I'm not talking about crushing classmates' homes or anything here.

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"As for the tenants, as planned. Everybody got the first floor."

"There wasn't a single competition, so it was cheap. Yeah, it's just a warehouse."

"I was scared of the look on everyone's face like I made fun of them, uhh...... But I saved money."

…………

Two days after the meeting, the members of the Holdings gathered at their usual place. I had heard from Lilka once, but the results of the bid seemed to be good. The next step is to solve the unique food coat problem.

"You need eyeballs to attract customers to your food coat."

"Well, the rarity of space alone won't keep the noblemen of high temperament seated. Not to mention, with all these stores in one place, it's not easy to choose what you want."

"... well, that's right. Once our vegetables are buried."

"My sweets aren't like eating outside."

If I turn the water, the members will raise the next issue. The switchover around here is a merchant's house person on a boulder.

The physical constraint of area was cleared. But the next problem is bigger. Though facing the courtyard, a piecemeal placement store. You can't take an order out of a warehouse window.

I have measures in place. And I don't specialize in cooking. I have to rely on the help of my members.

"I have one idea about that. I'd like you to prepare your own specialty dishes by the next meeting. However, in this format"

Meer distributes paper to each chamber of commerce. I just specified the color, shape and size, not the recipe. The dish is an ambiguous designation of each chamber's recommended item.

"Dalgan's selling meat. We had a whole grill last year."

"It's fine with meat. How about roast beef or something?

"So it's not good to eat with all these people."

Direct them to subtle specialty dishes.

"Our sale is a luxurious treat with lots of diverse fruits. The white foundation is fine. But the size of a bite doesn't give you the luxury..."

"I'll take care of the foundation, so top it up with one point, please."

I'll say something like designating socks in high school rules.

…………

"A little bit of these many varieties of vegetables. What do you do with inventory management, what do you do..."

"Yeah, green is... Well, if Vinder says so."

Lilka and Belmini are going to do it for now.

"Think you've been fooled, please. It makes sense to just check your area of expertise and put it down."

To my words, the five of them managed to shake their heads vertically. It's true that we have to grasp and put each other down more than we do business in the same space.

But if it goes well, this will be the highlight of the food court. It is a trick to attract customers and appeal to the products of each Chamber of Commerce. However, there is one more thing you need to do to do it.

I was alone. Speak up to the seniors.

"Senior Roston"

"What?"

"Apart from the bread, there was one fruit I wanted you to buy. Can't you get this?

"You knew so well such minor fruits"

I showed you a little citrus from a book in museum. Roston's face stained with surprise. At the end of the day, I was finally able to elicit a vegan reaction.

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"You remember your promise."

"That's a more sensitive magic receiver idea than ever. I'll start by saying, it's not a proven story."

After the members left, Meer and I were paying Fulsey for the place. It's just a ni hour rental fee, it's too boring on cross-world technology and stuff, but the only thing I can offer is an image. It is the job of the curator, an expert, to reproduce it in this world.

"Oh, that's fine. If it was your idea, you'd have something."

No, I'm telling you that's not good. I don't care if they hurdle me up. It's more of an unprofessional area than cooking.

"Eh, this is how you make a ceramic plate that feels a little flatter than a salad bowl..."

I write a schematic on a tablet.

"Well, do you use curved surfaces to aggregate and measure the wavelengths of the magic collected at one point? I need to make this quick."

It seems Fulsey figured out what I meant by the form I wrote. That's an expert when it comes to measuring magic.

But you're busy on summer break. It's supposed to be a summer of ”nervousness”.

My parents' work just builds up because of me. Will my father be all right?