The Man Picked Up By the Gods (Reboot)

"From the day after we talked important, I'm really sorry"

This morning began with Mr Reinhardt's apology.

On this occasion, gathered for a meal, in addition to the four people we talked about together last night, I should say more of a girl than a woman in (sleeveless) maid clothes with no dough from her shoulders first...... There are five girls who look like junior high school students, lined up on the front wall with a look that still seems to make me cry.

On both ends, moreover, the made-to-measure Arone and Lillian. The way you pinch them with a rugged face seems like a guard taking a death row inmate to the execution bench just before executing him... with a very painful atmosphere.

"Excuse me, let me check again"

First of all, why did this happen...

"They stole Lyoma's“ secret medicine, "or the method of making the product, and used it without permission."

Vikri and his body tremble, making his bloody blue face even bluer. As far as the child at the right end, tears are going to spill already.

"The secret drug is a sugar scrub mixed with mummito and vegetable oil, right?

"Exactly."

The reason I'm in this situation here is because of the Sugar Club I told you about yesterday.

Or partly because of me for telling you that?

Anything. They actually made and used it last night because they overheard how to make a Sugar Scrub that my fellow servants told me during the break and the ingredients were also within reach. At that point (...) Try them, that was all they talked about.

The problem is that the Sugar Club was first recognized as a newly developed "beauty medicine.”

And in the process of reaching their ears, I didn't know it was a secret medicine because the content was distorted like in a message game and the bean knowledge level talked about "mixing mummito and vegetable oil is good for the skin”.

They seem to be the maids in charge of laundry, and they work to keep the laundry even washed for all the Duke's servants. So I guess, if you look closely, youthful hands as young as junior high are crackling and painfully rough.

... My daughter, about her age, in such a state of hands, hears stories about bean knowledge levels, and some ingredients.

... Then you'll want to give it a try!

And, psychologically, it seems natural... the situation at this time caught the attention of a senior servant and developed into a story of "stealing the secret drug making method”.

The servants of the aristocratic family have a contractual stipulation of employment that "no information about the Mansion, husband's and husband's family members, visitors should be divulged and used without authorization", or "obligations under the principles of faith”.

The Sugar Club's interpretation that it was a secret drug and a product brought in by me, a customer, contravened this policy, even though they didn't know it. It should also be noted that the servants who told them about the Sugar Club are also in the process of confirming it.

"What they did was to scratch the name of the house they serve, and to paint mud on their master's face. We have to do the right thing."

Who would want to talk about important business deals and confidentiality in a house where servants divulge information?

It's like putting into a relationship of trust between a visitor and his husband, and he doesn't have enough mindset as a servant.

It doesn't matter if I spoke casually there or not.

The maid chief, Mr. Arone, seemed to say that out of the blue.

Nothing is mentioned about the “treatment to be done," but I can imagine the look and attitude of the girls standing in line would amount to considerable punishment. I'm not strictly sure if I'm going to fire my job as a maid, or if I'm going to be punished enough to think it's still better (...)...

I don't feel very good as it is.

"Mr. Reinhardt, I understand your story. I was the one in front of the servants to talk about the Sugar Club... it doesn't seem to make sense to say that, so may I ask you a question as one victim?

"Absolutely."

"So is it possible for me to make some demands on this matter?

"As an employer, we need to show good faith. Sometimes I can't accept it depending on the content, but I don't want you to hesitate to say it"

"So... first of all, one premise, where they've been punished, it doesn't do me any good."

Where they were fired and more punished, it's not like there's any good for me.

"I'm prepared to respond to your request for compensation."

"We do not want compensation from His Excellency the Duke. They are the ones who have sinned, so I think we should make them pay.

Also, the Sugar Club in question, but I don't think the current array is worth selling as a "product”. Of course we think it will be a seed of commerce (...) "

Even in the previous life, store-selling items were focused on sugar and oil, adding flavors, and improvements had been made to various studies. Compared to that, the product I made yesterday is just a mixture of sugar and oil, made with a mixture of ingredients. If I tell you, it's crude.

Regardless of whether you make it yourself and consume it yourself, it is not a very good product to take money from others.

"Based on the above... I would like them to atone for their sins through their own work as punishment"

"Hmm. Specifically?

"Laboratory bench for medicines. We're going to do a human experiment."

Five girls with a desperate look on their face, but Mr. Reinhardt loosens his expression, good thing he's turning his back on them.

"Can you be more specific?

"... As I said earlier, I can't call the current Sugar Scrub a product. Therefore, their bodies are used to experiment with the effects in order to improve to a decent product. Make improvements as you listen to that sentiment. The areas used for the experiment are both hands and feet, and the rest is just the face. How about… until my stay is over?"

"Let them atone for their sins themselves, if that's what you want. You don't mind getting a little rigorous education in parallel to make me learn how to be a servant?

"Please feel free to do so"

"Great, I'll swallow all your demands. Arone, as I heard. Take them back. By the end of breakfast, make sure you understand what's going on."

"Yes, I did. Dear Lyoma, thank you for your generosity."

And they leave the room...

"... you've given me a troublesome role"

After confirming that he has completely left the room, Mr. Reinhardt has a tone that has not changed and is not powerful since he hit earlier.

"Big deal, I just wanted to say... I'm having a little trouble this time."

"I'm sorry. But I can't have a sweet face in my position."

"I bet you are... because I don't like or specialize in belly art"

Instead of abdominal arts, that would be a farce earlier.

Wouldn't it have been strange to think about what you said?

"Ha ha, you won't have to be so despised"

"It's not like those kids didn't have a fall at all, and if Lyoma didn't say oh, what happened to those kids? If you think about it, just give me a chance. Do enough."

Mr. Serge and Mr. Piolo will follow you promptly, but what's the worst that can happen?

I am not familiar with the employment of servants, so I will ask them together.

Then, even if it's a maid in bulk, it depends on the role you're in charge of.

-Housemade responsible for cleaning and managing the mansion

· "Parlor-made” to serve and cater to visitors

"Kitchen Made” for chores in the kitchen

· "Laundry Made” responsible for laundry only

and various types, depending on the house,

· "Still Room Made” specializing in the management of tea and confectionery

· "Scullery Made” responsible for dishwashing and kitchen cleaning

-Chain bar maid in charge of bedrooms and other rooms

It seems that some parts are even more subdivided.

And the servant basically takes up a position that doesn't come in as close contact with his husband as a newbie.

"A servant is a human being, and there are cases to be made... so it is the family members who have served in that house for generations who can take up the position of working near us and our customers. Or I can be hired long enough to take care of myself and my customers. Be someone who has accumulated so much experience and credibility. Lyoma, as you know, Arone and Lunese are the ones who fall under it."

By contrast, the children were “laundry maids" because they were in charge of laundry.

That's also the servant's clothing, so he really seems to be a general citizen who hasn't been in there long.

They say manpower at those ends will be hired from commercial guilds, if necessary.

"They could have thought of asking them to leave the mansion immediately, and if they fired the Duke's job for breach of contract, they wouldn't hire him as a servant in any house in the future. I have to report the situation to the Alliance, so I think it will sound like another job search. Content of the information to be divulged or, in some cases, may be charged with another offence."

The original procedure your wife talks about. To be clear, my life is going to be over.

"In the meantime, let them help you develop your products until you get home. Otherwise, we ask them to reflect closely on what they have done and what can happen as a result.... You can leave that to her because Arone was seriously angry.

Terminate the employment contract if the recognition still seems sweet afterwards. Continue your employment until the contract term expires if you can see a solid reflection. With the full duration of the contract, you won't have any particular problems with your future life. It's up to you to renew your contract and see how it works. "

In the meantime, I was horrified that my young child's life didn't crumble...

"What do you mean, you stink?

"I think all young kids are older than you Lyoma..."

"Oh, so is that! Ha... By the way, guys, you tried the Bass Bomb and Sugar Club last night, didn't you? Can you tell us what you think?

"Oh! You did. Bass Bomb, that's good stuff! Warmer from the core of your body than regular water. As for the Sugar Club, I wouldn't even call it crude, but I also feel I need another idea."

"Let's talk about it while we eat."

Tired mornings than usual.

Mr. Reinhardt called out and finally started preparing his meal...