And it was time for the city to end that day.

Sales of "Mandragola tablets," seventy-three bins.

I'm not sure what the market is for this kind of thing, but as for the first time, shouldn't we still fight well?

But Eno looked at more than four hundred bins in stock and was flabbergasted.

"Where should I put this bin..."

"We'll have to store that somehow."

"That's crazy...... I advertised it tremendously..."

Rather, I think the publicity was excessive, making it difficult for people to get together. "Oh, my God, that outfit..." I even heard voices.

"I'm glad this is it. There was topicality in itself, and I think that's what the bad customers were looking for. It could have been better than not advertising at all"

Lycra gave me an objective comment. Yes, if you do and fail, it's better than failing without doing it. I can accumulate a failure.

"I would like to think about doing something about this inventory first...... Shall we dig another basement..."

"I'll help you with that kind of hard work. I'm building a room next to the plateau house."

He was eno with the face of losing for a while, but by the time he finished packing for the withdrawal work, he had a sunny face.

"It's fun to go out in public and sell things. The moment I got paid, I was glad I did."

"Well, Eno, it's because the desire for approval is met in a decent way."

"Huh?"

"I get people to buy what I make and get the money, because that means Eno was admitted. All you have to do is repeat it."

"Yes, I get it! I'll do it!

Eno's eyes sparkle. Yeah, refined, junior witch.

"Me, next time I'll make a better quality costume and join the fight!

"Wait. That's not the point."

Wasn't it because, originally, this girl likes to disguise herself as a witch on the plateau?

A festival in disguise should have been the whole world for a long time, or maybe it's something that appeals to the underlying pleasures of man.

Me and Lycra helped clean up the bin's inventory. I managed to get all the bins in the extra room.

"Now I'm going to get out of town more and more without pulling into the workshop."

"Yeah, I like that."

"So, if there's a gap, I thought I'd negotiate for you to buy me a 'Mandragola tablet'..."

Yeah, because inventory is in the way......

"You just have to think positive thoughts. If I had made a thousand bins, it would have been a big deal."

Listening to Lycra's follow up, I thought. Trying to stop suddenly making four-digit products in commerce. We should start with about three hundred at the most.

"My one, I will buy inventory. How much is it?

"No, I'll give you there! I'd rather have it for free. So, have it!

Eventually, I was going to get two bins for the house. The potency can be tattooed by me as a witch.

"Well, you come back every once in a while"

"Yes, I'm waiting for you!

The witch's sister's share waved fine.

"Don't be the fake witch of the plateau anymore."

"Yes, you're going to do it as a 'cave witch' from now on! I'm planning on joining the city for a while, so drop by if you like!

Now I've solved the story that my fake came out safely, but there's a little more to this story.

A little over two weeks later, one day, a letter came to the house on the plateau.

The sender was Eno, so I thought it would be content that he was doing well, so I opened it.

Dear Azsa,

Excuse me...... Sorry to be abrupt, but 'Mandragola tablets' can suddenly explode for sale in the next city...... production is not catching up at all...... I'd like to hire someone to work for me, but I'm not sure because I don't have experience...... What should I do......?

Oh, that tablet, it hit you!?

When I went to Eno's, and I heard the story...

The last time the buyer tried it, he got very well. That spread by word of mouth, and they said we were going to buy it, and we were going to buy it.

In the end, the stock I was taking it all from a no-good source sold out in the first two hours, and the order arrived from there ahead, and you think I'm being chased to make the tablets?

"I have to collect quality mandragolas, but I can't take the time to go out..."

"This is a Halkara project. I just have to ask that kid."

We dispatched Halkara to explore the possibility of making it factory based, but there were also limits to mass production because of special techniques for turning it into pills.

Eno, who gave up mass-production, decided to make the drug an order-production system and sell it as far as he could make it. About three months after the sale, Eno seems to be getting to know his name as a "drug maker".

As far as I'm concerned, I was able to draw on my sleeping talent, so I guess I did a good thing.

Currently, 'Mandragola tablets' made by cave witches are placed in my room as a constant medication.