The Novice Alchemist’s Store

"Is that good?

As a little surprised, I nod softly at Lorea, who then turns her gaze with anticipation.

"Yeah. If that's going to happen in the future, it's not even a big difference for a year or so. However, when it does, I really think our clerk will be a lifetime job, but is that good?

With the exception of some professions that do not require skills such as daily employment, it is the common civilian way of life to keep it going once you get a job.

Especially in the case of professions, given the value of the knowledge you can acquire, etc., your salary is also higher than average, and it is almost impossible to abandon them and transfer jobs.

And the alchemist's shop clerk is classified as somewhat professional.

"Me too, I won't always continue shopping in this village..."

I know this village is an easy and good place to live, but if you want to go up there as an alchemist, it's not up to me right now to decide if it's a good idea to continue shopping here.

If so in the future, can Lorea follow?

If Lorea grows up, she's going to pay more than the general profession, but whether she's worthy of leaving her hometown or not.

Around there, I guess it's different from what I felt when I was born in the city and sometimes traveled around town with my parents.

But Lorea nodded naturally with her breasts open to my words like that.

"It's okay. Because I've already discussed it with my parents. If Mr. Sarasa will continue to hire you, even if you are an adult, she tells you to continue. Instead, I think you'd be more than happy to inherit the grocery store"

Wow, it's tight.

But if you think about adulthood in less than a year, is that what it is?

I don't have any parents, and I don't have that experience because I enrolled in Alchemist Training School at the age of ten and I've decided on my future.

"Really? But who's the grocery store? Lorea, you're my only child, right?

"I don't have any brothers, but I have relatives in the village, so I was wondering if I would adopt them from around there. You won't have to leave the village without guessing, so I think you'll be happy to come back then."

Job conditions in rural areas like this are outrageous.

Farmland and other jobs are not easy to increase, so after the rash of my second son, etc., I would normally have to leave the village.

Something tells Michael to take care of my herbal field, just like that.

Had it not been for that job, would Michael and Izu still have lived that day in the town of South Strag?

In other words, if Mr. D'Arna asks for a successor, he can secure it quite easily and doesn't have to worry about running out of shops in the village.

"And if I leave the house, my brother or sister, there might be more. Your mother's still young, too, so maybe around today, she's working on it?

I can see my cheeks getting hot on Lorea, who puts her finger on her cheek and says that plainly.

But this place, as an older majesty, is plainly connected...

"Oh, yeah? Heh..."

I couldn't hit it.

Well, you know, I've heard rumors about the country going better, but is that true?

By the way, I have a first consciousness that I am that way.

Because most of the time it was dawn on study at school, and a handful of your friends, they were noble ladies!

I used to chat with the clerks at the master's place during the break, but they never told me that because of the age difference.

At best, 'Sarasa, doesn't anyone like you?' or to that extent.

And then, when I answered honestly, 'No, I, because I only have two friends,' the place was subtly frozen, and since then, I've stopped being told stories around it (and then my junior enrolled and became three friends, though).

That's why, during my adolescence, I hardly had a chance to touch the lower story.

No, I'm still in puberty for once.

...... hmm? Could that be the flow of opportunities we're going to have to talk about?

Mr. Iris and Mr. Kate are also, for once, upper class, but Lorea is a pure civilian.

When Lorea crosses among us like that...

"Is that it? Mr. Sarasa, are you actually not comfortable talking about this?

"Huh!? No! That's not true ~?"

"Really?

Answering me as I swerved my eyes, Lorea tilted her little neck a little and gave me a pranky grin when I put my index finger on her lips and showed her how to think "uh-huh".

"... by the way, your mother gave birth to me about the same time as I am now, right?

"Huh!? Ah, heh..."

Mr. Darna, what are you doing!?

Isn't that a crime?

Oh, my God, instead of marrying me, I've never even dated a boy!

"They were childhood friends, they liked each other, so it seemed almost decided to get married themselves, but it just seemed like they got mad that the kids were too early"

"Right, right? In the country, that's not normal, is it?

"Yes, you're a little early"

"... hey, what is it?

"Yes. If you're about Mr. Sarasa, people with kids are usually"

Married as soon as I grew up.

Souvenir, childbirth.

... Yeah, it's certainly not impossible - it's complicated!

Around me, as well as until I was fifteen years old graduating from school, I didn't talk about marriage, because I wasn't out there in relation to going into school soon after graduation.

"And then this is what my aunt in the neighborhood told me - oh, I'll stop this after all"

"Huh!? When I can stop there, I'm so curious about something!

I resolutely protest Lorea's behavior so that she can just pull in while offering something that looks delicious.

But Lorea, a little different from her pranky look earlier, takes her gaze off at random.

"Uh... I thought Mr. Sarasa shouldn't ask?

"I am!? extra concerned!

"... don't you regret it?

"Ugh... a duck who does, but let me hear it!

To Lorea, who checks again, I rush the answer, even as I get stuck in words for a moment.

Because I'm going to regret being kept in this state and not being informed.

"Um... I actually (...) came (...) to this house, or something?

"............... Yes?

You got it?

"No, my parents snuck into this store, which was empty at the time, and..."

"It's a stop, Lorea!

It's almost like I said it already, but I panic and block Lorea's words.

Wherever I hear more about it, there's a lot going on.

It bothers me a lot, like when I'm sleeping in my room.

Lorea and I, with our mouths shut, stared at each other, blinking.

You thought Lorea talked a little too much dawn and clarity, too, and her cheeks grew red.

Suku, my cheeks are on fire.

"Let's change the story, Lorea"

"Right, right"

It got awkward. When I suggested that, Lorea came right on board, too.

"Uh... yeah. You were talking about Lorea's work, weren't you? You want to ask me something, hope?

"No, the status quo is good enough for you. Oh, but..."

"Hmm? What? Say anything? Lorea and I are going to be dating for a long time."

Instead, I want to surround myself so that we can have a long relationship.

Like Master and Maria.

Because if there's a clerk who can count on Maria, I can inspire alchemy, too.

To prompt me, Lorea hesitates for a while and then opens her mouth with a snack.

"Um, me, admiring Mr. Sarasa... an alchemist, after all, can't be... don't you? I'm not old enough to go to school."

"Alchemist..."

To a somewhat unexpected word, I thought with joy, remembering a little confusion.