The Novice Alchemist’s Store

No matter how much I grew up with, I know how much girls ate.

We were back at the store after paying the price of "Ozama" for about three times what we normally earned, including my share, and ordering beds, tables, bulletin boards, etc. from Mr. Geberg, who happened to be coming to dinner.

You can't just make a futon in the store, so switch the bill in front of the store to "Call Mode” and move to my room.

"Lorea, can I leave the cover of the futon to you?

"Yes! It's the second time, so I think you can do a little better!

"You were good enough last time, you'll be fine."

The cotton shaping needs a little trick, so I'm in charge again this time.

Curtains sew with Lorea as she teaches how to do it.

Honestly, using an environmental conditioning cloth for curtains is a lot of waste, but dyeing again can be tricky, so let's get a little excited here.... can't sell anyway?

Relax and get to work as we chat and tea along the way.

The sun went down on the way to work when you heard in the cafeteria that I was returning, or even responding to the occasional gatherers.

"Lorea, it's getting dark, okay?

"Eh, what should I do, I'd like to finish it because of..."

I'm more than half done working on it, but if I try a little harder, I'll be done.

"Uh-huh, why don't you stay? I can only do enough to have dinner."

"Is that good? Then I'll tell your father!

Quick as I can tell, Lorea got up quickly and ran away.

"... alas"

After all, is it fun to stay at a friend's? I have no experience.

I'm getting help today, and I need to feed you something delicious.

But when I say what I can serve, only the fruits and cheeses I've bought from South Strag, etc. that I can eat as is.

We don't even have a cooking stove yet!

Only hot water is magically manageable, so I can only serve tea...

Yeah. Is it good as usual?

Wait for Lorea to come back, and I'll go to Mr. Dillall.

Also add cheese, fruit and sweets to the dinner I bought there. Arrange that on the table.

It's so clueless, but Lorea was so happy, there's nothing wrong with that!

And the other thing Lorea was happy about was the bath.

I haven't installed the smelter Artifact or anything yet, and it takes a little effort, so I only go in every few days, too, but I don't have a bath in a regular house, so it seemed unusual for Lorea.

And then relax, sew while we chat. I didn't work so desperately, but before I went to bed, I finished both the futon and the curtains.

But here's one problem.

Due to this, the futon is finished, but you don't have a bed yet, only one.

The unfortunate result that the futon you made for your stay is not available for your first stay.

It was at first that I gave Lorea my bed and I thought I'd lay my futon directly in the empty room and go to bed, and Lorea said, "It's not like we're staying with each other!," so in the end, we were both supposed to go into bed together.

Though how small, I thought it might be just narrow, but the bed Mr. Geberg gave me is the size that even a large male gatherer can sleep in. Surprisingly, you can handle it.

Lorea also said the next morning, "It was so comfortable!" I admired it, so I guess it wasn't a problem.

Even if the two of us sleep together, the temperature regulates it perfectly, so an environmental conditioning cloth, after all, is convenient.

Even in the middle of summer, you can sleep with your partner!

- I don't have it.

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A few days later, with beds and tables, a message board was delivered by Mr. Geberg.

Always, it looks good to fit the atmosphere of the store.

That bulletin board hung on the wall now has only one example cautionary flyer on it.

I had a few fliers made in a size that I could stick to, so I'm still free space......

"Hello ~"

As I looked at the bulletin board, Gachari and the door opened and a relatively regular Mr. Andre came in with a light greeting.

"Welcome, Mr. Andre"

"Whoa, that was helpful before. Gappoli made me earn it. This is an empty bottle of smelting medicine."

Mr. Andre pokes his elbow at the counter and arranges an empty bottle of emptied smelter.

It's all primary wound medicine.

It only works for about a few cuts, but it's not something that does that for a major injury, so this medicine is the one that is most in demand.

"No, that quality Anger Bear is hard to come by, so it helped me too. Because if it's badly dismantled, it's worthless. Is the smelter good for the same thing?

"Oh. So. That smell is helping too. I couldn't easily use it until now, so I couldn't stop getting injuries."

Until now, not too bad wounds have been basically healed naturally, and they used the smelting drug Potion only when it interfered with their behavior.

But it doesn't have to be terrible. It hurts, and there can't be zero impact.

Are you saying that such wounds are now properly healed every time and then acted upon thanks to the smelting drug Potion I offer?

"If your collection is progressing, it will benefit me, too."

"No, no, no, because there's nothing else you can do to serve me like this. - Hmm? What is this?

He noticed the bulletin board quickly.

All right, let's keep it modestly pushy.

"Oh, I installed that today. Announcement?"

"Hmm... alert? - That alchemist, was he like that?

"I just wanted to be dealt with like that when I went. Did they lick you because they thought you were a little girl?"

Look at the cautionary flyer I put on, Mr. Andre with a difficult face.

The contents of the flyer only say the facts so that you can't put weird flies on them.

Specifically, “once I brought the same material into the two stores, there was a tenfold difference in the buyout price”.

Of course, it says exactly which is more expensive and which is the cheaper store.

"And it's a tenfold hiccup. In our case, if they say," You're hurt, "you can't tell."

"Exactly the same thing, they said."

I left the store immediately because I am confident in my handling and can determine the quality, but in the case of collectors, I don't know if it is correct even after various points have been made, so the quality is poor.

"You didn't understand Sarasa as an alchemist! Ha ha, you're kidding me. I don't even think I'm going to sell it because I have this store, but I'll remember that."

Yeah, be sure to remember and spread the word around.

Ha-ha-ha, what a broken bad alchemist's shop!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

No, but in fact, as a peer, the existence of such a person is annoying.

When the alchemist's reputation is eroded, all comes to other alchemists, including me.

"But in fact, Sarasa's here, and we gatherers are so helpful, right? Double what you earn! For that matter, there have been more competitors lately."

"Uh, after all, the number of collectors, is increasing? As one who lives in the village, I think it's good to be lively..."

"No, I think that's good, too, huh? But some of them are subtly amateurish."

"It's... it's definitely a little bit, somewhere to feel"

I also agree with Mr. Andre, who wraps his arms around him and twists his neck like he's having a little trouble.

It's just called the Great Tree Sea or something, and it's actually pretty dangerous, this forest.

At least to the extent that an amateur would put his life at risk if he thought, "Come in and make some money."

People who come to my store, at first we were just veterans, but these days I've seen people who look a little amateur... well, it's my own fault to force them to die, too, as a gatherer, so if you don't bother others, you can't say anything.

"For once, I care about him, because the young guy has a lot of bouncing..."

"That's tough, and veterans"

"We used to be like that, too. Sarasa, don't ask me when you can, because it's as good as you can."

"Okay. There are no doctors in this village."

It is also the role of the alchemist to be relied upon when the injured and sick leave.

Mr. Andre is right, it will be “as far as I can” but I have to deal with it.

I don't want to make a very cynical decision, so I hope you don't come at that opportunity, if you can.

Even then Mr. Andre had some chatter and when he received only the smelting drug Potion for what he consumed, he went home.

Looks like he was just here to refill for tomorrow.

I would like you to buy expensive products or something anyway... you can't do that.

Karan Karan.

The doorbell rang as I poked my elbow at the counter and thought about it.

Raise your face and call out as usual.

"Welcome - say, Master!?"

"Ooh. Sarasa. Looking good, huh?

One hand up and answered with a flat look was undoubtedly my master, Ofelia Millis.

"You look fine... what's wrong!?"

"Oh? Is it weird to come and see how your apprentice is doing?

"It's not weird...... no, it's weird after all! How far do you think we are from here!?"

The master is one of the few master class alchemists, quite busy, to be clear.

It depends on how much work the master feels, but there are tons of people who want to ask for it.

Considering it's been a month since I got here, two months back and forth.

It is impossible to close the store for such a period of time.

"Right. It took me three days."

"Right! It'll take time, won't it! - Three days?

"Ah. Three days."

"Why!? It took me a month to take over the carriage when I was coming!

"I've been running."

"No, it's faster to run or something...... no, it could be a master. But you don't have three days!

"If you work out, you can handle it. Sarasa, aren't you training enough?

"I don't care what they say like samurai... we're alchemists, right?

"Well. But then use your head."

"Oh, I get it. You used some special smelter, Artifact, or the smelter, Potion!

"No, I didn't use it."

"Hey."

It's a weird thing to say, so I accidentally put a scratch in it.

"But it's true you should work out quite a bit, right? If we don't get the alchemy material, we need to make sure we do it ourselves."

"And the master?

"Once upon a time. Exactly since I became a master class, I don't care."

"Oh, there's a customer who brings materials, right?"

There were quite a few customers who managed to get their masters to take on the job, gathering difficult materials and then coming to ask for them.

Such opponents are often aristocratic, and masters took on relatively priority because of the less effort.

If you don't like someone, it's still my master who says no.

And it is the master class that allows it.

Speaking of which, I never taught you how to fight.

"Uh, yeah. I did some internships at school."

That being said, it is not at a level that beats the beast in its heap more than practicing material collection, and maybe better than bandits who are not properly trained, etc.

"It's not about internship. All right, I'm here because of you. I'll take it easy on you."

"Yes? Normally, isn't that an alchemy trick?

"If I get stuck, I'll think about it, but you're still gonna have no problem with that, right?

"Yes, it is"

I haven't experienced enough material so far to say I can't make it technically.

As far as self-study is concerned, if you say so, that's it.

"In that regard, martial arts is more efficient with teachers. Let's go."

"Oh, hey, hey, Master, wait!

It was outside the store that they took my hand out.

There is plenty of free space between my shop and Mr. Elles' house next door, where there is plenty of room for some exercise.

Fortunately, should I say, or unfortunately, should I say?

I guess it would be appreciated if it were true......

"What was Sarasa using for her weapon?

"Uh, it was a sword for once... oh, it was. I don't have a sword. I borrowed it from school during my internship. Oh, I'm sorry."

I couldn't afford to buy my own sword.

I don't use it outside of class, so I did it on loan from school.

For once, I have a protective dagger to travel with, but I just really do. Fortunately, I haven't encountered anything to take advantage of.

Oh, still, swordsmanship arm, that was the best thing in the school year, right?

The reason, of course, is because there will be a bounty on the sword exam!

Besides, it doesn't really affect alchemy grades, so I tend to get out of hand except for those who are looking for a bounty. In that situation, there's no way I'm not trying!

The swordsmanship teacher also enthusiastically mentored me because it's something I show motivation in a lot of people who don't do it seriously.

But the purpose is a bounty, so I don't like swordsmanship.

"What, you don't even have a decent weapon? I have no choice."

"Right. So for today..."

"I'll do this. It's not a big deal, but it's pretty good for you."

Before I say, "Let's stop," the master throws a slallish sword out of his lumbar bag at me with a pong.

"Wow!

If I rushed to take it and pulled it out gently, what showed up was so full of myself that my face reflected beautifully.

My master gives it to me, so there's no such thing as ornamental use.

"Is that good? Sounds pretty expensive though."

"It doesn't matter. Just sturdy is a handle, not a big sword."

It's not a “big sword," because it's what the master says.

At least it looks expensive just because it looks... I won't hesitate.

"Then set it up. I'll look at your arms."

"Uh, are you going to use this sword?

Another one the master took out is a training sword no matter how the blade was crushed, but what I have is obviously serious. I don't care what you think, it's not what you use for training.

"Oh, you think it's gonna hit me?

"Gu......"

I'm stuck in words to a master who laughs and says things like that.

I'm sure it won't hit you.

But you're scared, aren't you? He said if I hurt him.

"Ma, don't worry. Even if you are dying, you will always have the potion, a perfectly revivable smelter if you live. So don't worry about Sarasa getting hurt."

"I hate to hurt! What is it!

I was a little annoyed by my flirtatious, waving master, and I tried to punch him into an unexpected feeling, but the attack was taken lightly to say after all, or what to say.

Easily stopped and recirculated, even when adding more serial strikes, as if you were hitting even soft objects.

"Hmm. Sarasa, you, you're better than I thought? Are you sure it's just class?

"Light! Stop, while you can! Even if they say so! It's not convincing!

Even though he uses it to strengthen his body to make attacks at considerable speeds, his master barely moves his legs, and he takes all of them.

"Hmmm, if this is all you have in class, Sarasa might have some qualities..."

My master normally speaks, but in the meantime, I'm desperate to attack, yeah.

Honestly, don't be ridiculous, I want to say.

Are you playing the best swordsmanship in school?

You worked hard, didn't you?

"No, this is going to be worth working out!

Happily, Master who plays Cancún and my sword.

I can't afford to talk anymore.

Take a great distance and exhale.

"Master, are you really an alchemist?

"Aren't you pretty good, too? You're better than a bad soldier, huh?

Right. Actually, secretly, I was a little confident.

As much as I'm going to travel solo to such a country with one dagger.

Such confidence has now been broken, though.

By the way, despite all that intense meeting, the glow of the sword has not lost a trace of dust, and I don't even see a blade spill. True, it is a "sturdy sword”.

"... Master, do you still want to continue?

"What are you saying? Didn't I just check your arm a little bit yet? No decent instruction has even begun. We're about to, aren't we?

"Are you serious..."

I lay down my sword, feeling an unspeakable object, to a master with a happy grin.

"In half a day, we can achieve some results. Don't worry."

What do you want me to feel safe about?

But the other guy is definitely taking care of his master, Hiji-kun, and if he tells me to do it, I have to do it.

Let's start with the sword waving and ripen as they say plain training.

And customers don't come only at times like this.

No, he seems to be coming precisely, but he looks at me and my master from a distance and turns back on the way to say that I'm sorry to disturb him.

Guys, don't be shy, okay?

Because customers are not in the way! Really!

- The cry of my heart did not seem to reach at all, and the training of me and my master continued until the sun went down and it became difficult to see the sword.