The Economics of Prophecy

The scene quieted down to my dialogue, where I denied my efforts and sought only results.

"You showed your true nature. Natalie, you can't just sign this."

"Then let's hear it. What's so honorable about effort?"

"I've always seen what Natalie's trying to do. Natalie's efforts will come true someday."

"I see, one day with her efforts, the bean jam may succeed. She might turn out someday."

"Oh, yeah. That's what I believe."

Well, I believe you, too. Vinaldia is better than me for knowing the answer in a way. But that doesn't matter at this point.

"So, where is she, with me, with you?

"I don't know what you're talking about!

"When Natalie's efforts have borne fruit, we all talk about where we are."

When I said that, I looked like Lilka and Belmini were convinced.

"So... I don't know why..."

"Then let's say it. Let's just say Natalie's efforts are fruitful and the jam is complete and the jam can make a lot of money. Natalie is there then. Because it's him. You're probably around too. But what about me?

What Vinaldia is saying is correct. Even if we fail temporarily, if we continue our efforts, we may be able to reach success in food. Of course, there is no guarantee, but there is no guarantee of that level in the world, so that's fine.

But ultimately, you're the only one whose efforts won't betray you.

So it's good to acknowledge for yourself the value of your efforts. No, I can even say I should admit it. But being able to share with others is only an achievement at the moment. So you can't ask someone else to share it. This is the story of a painting that may not be as sweet as honey that the effort is real and ultimately successful, but puts down a much sweeter assumption than Natalie's jam at the moment.

"Being someone else in red, things are different for me. So the effort is honorable, but you can't push it on people."

It's polar, of course. The effort that came to fruition in front of me today may have been one that someone else supported ten years ago. Drefano or something...... It doesn't make any sense, then, for me to support today's efforts for the businessman next to her in ten years.

But that's not what we're talking about now. The problem is that Vinaldia confuses the different positions of herself, her friends and others.

"Oh, that's..."

Vinaldia lay down her face.

"Vinder's the way to put it." "... yeah."

Lilka and Bermini said.

And Natalie's hand took the pen.

"Hey, hey, this guy, but..."

"Yeah. I believe this guy. This guy never once told me to anchor a jam. Besides, I still want to believe my face when you ate my jam. Of course, if Vina, who has always cooperated with me, really can't, I'll give it up."

"... there's only one thing I'd like to ask you"

Vinaldia saw Lilka and Belmini, not me.

"You didn't look very good either when I ate Natalie's jam. You're pretty busy with the Silver Chamber family, aren't you? Why are you involved in this man's work?"

"Well. Because Vinder doesn't do anything to his detriment, but he doesn't even do what he only gets. Besides, we've been helped before..."

"Sometimes I say I feel the potential in Mr. Natalie's jam........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ Vinder-kun hands on the beans. Unfortunately, I can't think of an option to stay out of it. Thanks to you, it's amazing."

Lilka and Shelley gave a lot of opinions. Vinaldia stared at the two faces. The two of them take that gaze quietly. Vinaldia bit her lip once.

"............ ok. But I won't be alarmed."

"Oh, sure, that's fine."

Just like me and her are in different positions, so is her and mine. Naturally it should be.

Still, it's a little heartbreaking. In my case, I have modern knowledge in front of all the achievements of my current efforts.

"Regardless of the story of Vinder's lack of body or lid. Even if I eat again, hmm. You don't hate Shelly."

"Yeah, it was a little surprising because the flavor and sweetness of the beans go together"

"Hmm. I'd like to believe Shelley about vegetables, though."

Now that we have a conversation, we have once again tried the one who should be called filling toast.

"Sometimes you say you want to believe in the possibility of beans, so give me a discount"

The results of the second tasting are the same. It makes me feel like I don't know how. The fillings taste like Japanese pride. I mean, well, I do bump into the clutter of bread when I eat it again, and it's not sweet enough.

Well, Pulra's words were a decent appraisal. Unlike Japanese bread, black bread has a strong acidity and clutter. Like me, I might be concerned about that if I'm not distracted by the filling itself.

"Well, I wonder if I can prepare that one"

I asked Shelly.

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The table was provided with white bread baked in the highest grade flour. It's the equivalent of what I used for pine at the fair. And of course there is the butter from the Lilka store that deals with dairy products.

I broil bread and butter. And I applied the filling on top of it. Nagoya's specialty, Kokura Toast, is complete. In addition to Lilka and Shelley, Natalie also spoke horribly.

"Look, if the bread tastes honest, it goes with the filling."

I said. The truth is that a base with a thinner flavour like dough is better, but it tastes good enough.

"Yes. Certainly not at all like regular bread. This kind of good bread... could not be used even in the past"

Natalie said.

……

Vinaldia is cheeky with regret.

"Sure, that's a lot easier to eat. I see, it may have a different flavor than fruit. But I'm sorry, but this bread would only taste better with butter. It would be great if you applied strawberry jam, honey, if you turned it into French toast."

"Lilka, you're out of line. But it's certainly a lot different from earlier."

Again, if the foundation is better, it will be easier to understand the charm of the filling. I'd still like some dough if I were to speak of luxury. No, it's because the foundations are better that another problem has arisen.

"Uh..."

Concon

When I tried to point out the next problem, the door was knocked.

"Let's take a break"

Shelley lined up before us when she received her tea set from the maid.

"Belmini's proud herbal tea."

"Oh, you're dealing with tea, too."

"Fermented and made differently like tea, because herbs are vegetables"

I see. Is that the category? Then...... No, I can't afford to get my hands on anything more risky than fillings. It's hard to go with bread.

"So, what's Vinder's policy for Anco's great admiration?

Lilka asked me when I put the cup down.

"Oh, the biggest problem is the filling itself"

"Hey, I'm making fun of Natalie."

"No, I'm not. It means it's not for beginners. Mr. Vinaldia."

"What?"

"What did you think when you first ate the filling?

"... then, as much as I do now..."

"Kusu. You said you never wanted to eat again."

What Natalie made was grain. The grain is good as the middle contents, and it's great for people who like the flavor of the beans more. But the hurdles are high for beginners. Kids prefer fillings. All the more so if there is a culture gap.

"It's not sweet enough for the general public."

The other is sweetness. Nostalgia was winning at first, but eating many times is still less sweet than modern Japan's. Even more so when it comes to premium quality than the dough, it is a very flavourful bread. This also means that Prla's point is correct.

"It's sugar in this, but it's normal."

"Yes. The cost, too, but I can put any more..."

The sugar over here is brown sugar. In other words, honey-containing sugar just boiled and neutralized sugar cane liquid. Brown sugar is even modern Earth, where white sugar dominates, so much so that its flavor is used for Japanese confectionery. I don't hate it either. However, in this case, it collides with the delicate taste of the filling.

"Sugar improvements first."

"Oh, sugar is sugar."

It would be easier if you could just buy me some white sugar, but it's not here. I just have to make what I don't have. In short, it would be nice to separate the sugar itself from the impurities. The question is how do we refine sugar with this technology?

Right. I'm talking about Japanese sweets, and can I just refer to that one? Best in season.

"It's gonna be a pretty tough task, okay?

"I'll do my best to make the filling delicious."

"Mr. Vinaldia needs your help, too. Because it's your specialty."

I asked Vinaldia, who stares at me, to procure some products.

After all, improving the quality of the filling is the best way to go. If only that could be accepted into this world. The flavour of sum is world-wide. No, it should be effective in International, no Interuniverse. Absolutely.

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"Speaking of which, it's a deal with the Empire, but you seem to have made a real move"

Take your mouth off the replacement herbal tea cup, Lilka said. Thanks to the policy, the air is a lot looser.

"Apparently. Senior Jean finally contacted me that the timber would arrive. Just one, though."

"What do honey shops use wood for?"

"Oh, another job. I need to talk to the curator."

"You're not deceiving me, are you?"

"Because Vinder is also close to Master Fulsey the Great Sage. Didn't you hear that you and your secretary, Meer, helped predict the warcraft flood of wise men?

Lilka said. Vinaldia turned into a face of confusion as Natalie, who was having a little tea, lowered her cup in surprise.

"That's not just a rumor...... What the hell is this business?"

"I really just want to do business. So what we're doing right now is business."

I told you. Much better this way than dating the dragon exorcisms of the Knights.

"... what do you do with an improved carriage? I need to talk to us. I need to know if I can get it fast."

Shelley said something extra, so Vinaldia's face became even more convulsive.

"Uh, Mr. Belmini. If that's the case, I need a favor, but I guess it depends."

If this happens, let's finally ask for what we just came up with.

"... I didn't mean to say"

"Home makes me a little bit nervous, Shelly."

Lilka rubbed Shelly's back with her face down.

"No, he said it wasn't that weird."

I took the cup and moistened my throat. I hope you exist in this world, too.