Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

As Sora was fighting a pile of paperwork in the office, the door to the room was knocked and Razette turned up.

Sola looks back at the window of the office and looks up to the sun, although she should have sent it for use at the Woodola Chamber of Commerce.

The sun still rises high in the sky of Count Sola, where the signs of summer sneak in, and it is early to return from the Wooddora Chamber of Commerce.

- I rarely stopped by, he said.

Sora couldn't hide her surprise and put her gaze back on Razette.

"Did something go wrong?

Sora turns to the water, guessing there was just something about Razette returning without stopping by.

But Razette looked back down the hallway with a slight face and spoke up.

"I'm just here to deliver the paperwork, Cole, so you have to explain."

Razette calls me his name. Cole makes a horrible face out of the hallway.

Seeing Sora buried in the paperwork, she wandered her gaze like she was in trouble.

"Master Sola seems busy, so my errands are behind me -"

"If you put it behind you, you'd be my wingman working overtime, wouldn't you? Come on in and explain."

Blocking Cole's excuse to try to escape, Razette dragged Cole into the office as he took his arm.

Sora smiles bitterly, while looking at Col.

"So, what's going on?

Cole, who had no choice but to brace his belly when he stepped into the office, opens his mouth as he seemed meticulous.

"The taste of salt has been dropping here lately..."

"The taste of salt?

Sora reminds me of breakfast this morning, but I don't remember having a flavor problem.

Before Sora tilted her neck, Razette offered her paperwork.

"This is a change in salt exports. I don't know what it tastes like, but it's a fact that exports have been falling in sight lately."

Sola confirms, it is true that salt exports have plummeted.

- Looks like you're even lowering the price, but the volume of exports itself is falling.

In Count Sola territory, salt is one of the important exports.

It was more than enough reason for Razette to come home without stopping by.

Sora looks back at what happened each year as she looks at the annual trend in export volumes.

I couldn't think of any incidents that would affect the quality of salt and tilted my neck.

- He said he was on track because of the resumption of exports.

Once the only salt producer in the ecclesiastical territory, Count Kleinsert territory, export volumes plummeted due to the discovery of rock salt in the hinterland ecclesiastical territory, and Sola had travelled to the king's capital on the occasion of the birth party of the king's prince.

It was then that Chaff sprayed the duel, but Sora is not even going to immerse herself in the memories.

- After that, there's got to be demand because the export volume is about back... no, seriously, the export volume is back?

Sora comes up with a fuss and asks Cole.

"Is it possible that the taste of salt has fallen, is it bitter?

Cole blinked a few times and nodded.

"Yes, the taste has been better for some time since the export resumed, but there has been more bitterness here lately"

As such, Sola is convinced.

- No one noticed because they neglected to develop the product because it was the only salt region.

Thora recalls the calendar while expecting the salt flavor to improve even if left unattended.

It's almost time for long rains for the summer. Usually, the humidity is also higher.

"Just fine. Leave this matter to Lulu. Improve the taste of salt."

That's all I said, Sola went back to her paperwork.

Lulu was in the science laboratory he was using as his root castle, with two kinds of salt in his arms in front. The two hills, which can also be softened over thick white coats, are pushed against the arms to reshape.

If you compare the two types of salt, you do see that they taste different. If I was told there was suffering, I could also be convinced.

Different flavors should contain substances that exhibit bitterness or dispel bitterness.

The problem is who it is.

"The sea is a treasure trove of matter, how can I remove what..."

Rhulu twists his head as he stares at the two kinds of salt.

The jitters and the moisture surrounding him made his body feel heavy.

Look at the materials on the export of salt given by Razette. I can't find any new discoveries from the material I'm reading back so much that I don't even know how many times it's going to be today.

Sora read something from this dossier and seemed to notice the cause, Ryu had been told by Razette.

"Save it for a few years and it's gone vaporized? Making chemical changes and changing properties?

I frown, whining about possible possibilities.

It was completely dark outside when I wrote out how to make salt on paper.

In an attempt to crush the possibilities one by one, Lyu moves on to the creation of experimental procedures.

Concon, and the wooden door sounds knocked, and Lulu looks up.

"Lulu, go take a bath"

Sania with the change of clothes opened the door and pointed to the bathroom.

Lulu stares at the paper that wrote the experimental procedure.

"Yes, yes, you don't look like that. Look, I'm coming."

Sania, knowing that even if she was left alone by Lelu's gaze, which seemed regrettable, it would only be experimental and hikikomori, was forced to take Lelu's hand and take him out of the science lab.

Even as he walked down the hallway and took off his clothes at the stripper, Rhulu's head was full of experimental items involving salt.

As usual, Sania pulls Ryu into the bathroom as if she didn't care.

Handed a cloth to wash his body, Rhulu washes his body out looking at the blurry hot air rising from the bath.

Sola's particular cypress bath is a naturally friendly substitute for just magically boiling water.

Leulu looked up at the ceiling as he soaked in the water and felt the fatigue removed.

Sania sits on the edge of the tub and stretches out.

"If you get distracted, you fall asleep, right? Why do you feel so different about the humidity in the bathroom and the humidity in the room?"

You don't expect an answer back from Lulu, Sania opened her mouth by biting off the elbow again.

"When it comes to moisture, I forgot to be careful not to harden the salt this time of year," Cole said.

"- Did you forget?

Salt, just reacted to the word, but Sania moved the ear of the bear tingly as she was slightly surprised that Lew had the answer.

"Yeah. Until a while ago, salt was hard to harden and treasure, but these days bitter salt hardens -"

All of a sudden, Lulu rose.

"... ok"

Sania hugs Rhulu from behind and forces him to sit down as he tries to leave the bathroom.

"After the experiment has warmed up properly!

"... ku"

Sunia spilled a sigh, shrugged by Rhulu, who tapped the surface of the bath with regret.

"So, what did you find out?

Sunia asks, thinking that if we keep talking, we won't be trying to take a bath.

Lulu, whose eyes sparkled as soon as possible, pointed to the hot air rising out of the tub.

"It's humid. The cause of suffering is the tide."

"Tidal?"

"It's about breathing moisture and dissolving it. Good quality salt was washed away when exports lagged behind. The bitter salt that's been out lately has been sold with bitterness left because it was just manufactured and didn't have time to tide up."

As Lulu explains, Sania understands little by little as she looks up at the hot air rising to the ceiling.

"You mean we should just expose ourselves to moisture and flush the bitter stuff, right? It's going to take a lot of time."

Lulu leaned down as Sania shrugged with understanding.

I started figuring out how to instantly make salt that spilled out my bitterness on a few years basis.

Immediately after, the bathroom door opens.

"Whoa, a bath!

It was the salon who walked in with his hands wiped badly.

"Salon, you're in danger."

From behind the salon, Rose notes with her eyebrows in eight letters.

"There's no way I'm going to fall. This is me!

Where is the confidence coming from, the prestigious salon, with his hands on his hips, turns to the tub as he turns his hand wipe again, stopping him from moving perfectly.

I noticed Lulu staring at me.

Sulfur-smelled trauma will be flashing back in the salon's brain.

Rose looks down at the tub from the side of the salon and puts her head down.

"Ah, Mr. Ryu, and Mr. Sania, I'm sorry to disturb you."

"Rose, what do I do? You won't be able to eat boiled eggs again..."

"So I told you not to shake it"

When Lyu stood up, the salon shook his shoulders frighteningly and stood before Rose with trembling feet.

If you want to come, come, I told you. That's the kind of standing position, but I don't rely too much on my pull-shaking feet over my newborn deer.

Lulu had to make a mistake with the salon, stroking his pong and head.

Ignoring the confused salon, Rhulu looks back at Sania.

"Give me a hand."

Ten days later, the science lab was full of lululu and sania, col, razette, and sola.

"Now that you have improved the salt, have a taste"

That being said, Rhulu offers a small plate with salt on it.

Cole took a pinch, and, oh, he spilled a voice that touched him.

"There's no pain at all. I think it's too much."

Razette also imitated Cor and picked the salt, nodding.

"You only taste salt. This lacks fun."

Razette looks at Sola. I said, is this it?

Sola stared at the barrel-shaped machine at the edge of the laboratory and lifted the end of her mouth.

"Have you centrifuged? So Sania's here, too."

One convinced, Sola looks around the lab and looks at the object of interest.

"The bitter ingredients separated from the salt, you have the smell. Talk to Cole and mix the right amount."

Even if salt is made, sea salt will retain its lingering ingredients.

The main ingredient in this trace, magnesium chloride, causes a tidal decomposition reaction and also causes the salt to solidify.

In Japan, during the rainy season, there was a process called withering, which purifies salt by deliberately causing a tidal reaction by using high humidity.

Often withered salts were traded at high prices because they were less bitter and palatable.

However, if centrifuged, it has the disadvantage of withering too much, and salt that is just salty can be produced.

For this reason, it was necessary to adjust the flavor by adding an appropriate amount of bitumen.

When Sola removes her mask, she shifts her gaze to Llu and laughs.

"Salt improvement is a success. Well done."

After seeing Rhulu and Sania, Sola pointed to a barrel-shaped machine, a centrifuge, at the edge of the laboratory.

"That centrifuge works magically, right? Can you teach them to conduct a public experiment at the people who make salt to thoroughly explain the tidal meltdown and the process of pouring out the crease?

"I can do it. I need you to lend me a boat to carry the machine."

"Tell Zez to get the new ship out. I'll take care of it."

Thoroughly withering would restore salt quality as well as stabilize exports.

Sola sees the stiffness separated from the salt and smiles.

- There's a use for this, too.