Never Going Home Again! ~ Since I Was Persecuted, I Should Repay the Favor, or Else I'll Be Unr

Lunch was an unsweetened pancake.

Something with ham or scrambled eggs on top of a fluffy pancake.

Besides, it was small enough for me to eat.

It was delicious and it was afternoon.

The sunny room at the lab...... apparently Mr. Trice appeared in a room reserved for me.

Mr. Tris came into the room with dirt on his clothes.

I care that you have a very good smile.

And I put two trays on the table.

There was nothing on one tray and a circle of flowers with roots and some seeds on the other.

"When this seed grows, it grows into this flower. Sounds like the name Kasumiso. The gardener's grandmother gave it to me. They're producing this species today."

"Okay."

After carefully observing the flowers and seeds in the tray, I uttered the name of the skill.

Then a small seed appeared on the tray of the one who had not put anything on it.

"You look like the same species. It seems that these small seeds are hard to bud. Just in case, four more grains."

That's what Mr. Tris said after he stared at the species on the two trays.

I nodded small and produced seeds on the tray as I was told.

"Next time you want a big seed. I don't know what it is..."

"It was in the drawings, wasn't it something?

That's what Mr. Glenn has been suggesting when Mr. Tris starts to worry.

"It said, however, that the species of a plant called palm, which is in a southern country, is very large. Among other things, the cocoa palm has juice inside it."

"Oh, you mean coconut. If you ask me, that was a seed. So what do you say? Tris."

"I've never seen that coconut before. I'm curious, so say hello!

I was also a species that cared, so I gladly put the name of my skills in my mouth.

"[Seed Generation]!

I got a little louder, but are you okay...?

When I finished mentioning the name of the skill, a large, brown seed appeared as though it had been on the tray.

It is about the size of an adult.

"This is coconut! It's really big. He gives me other seeds I've seen in the atlas."

As I am told by Mr. Tris, I have produced three more species.

Strawberries, melons and momomo. All, seeds of something sweet and delicious fruit.

"It's all food seeds. I look forward to growing up!

Mr. Tris sparkled his eyes and stared at the seeds.

I was surprised because I didn't think I was looking forward to growing up that far.

"Well, I've used my skills nine times, so I'm done investigating today. I'm off tomorrow, so I'll pick you up the day after tomorrow."

When Mr. Tris said so, he took the tray and skipped out of the room.

Mr. Glenn, who remained in the room, was laughing couscous at how Mr. Tris was doing.

Glenn was thinking alone in his room after he sent Chelsea to his room.

There is no one else in the room but Glenn because they have paid for it.

"Increasing Chelsea's amount of magic takes time to do it slowly..."

After crushing him like that, he opens a notebook with a key and makes some notes.

The letters written are not used in this world, so only the person can understand them.

"All the seeds produced by Chelsea were real. My [appraisal] can't be mistaken. Then, if you can produce any species just by looking at the drawings, you may be able to produce both poisonous grass and extinct plants, as well as the species of the world tree, which is a legendary plant."

Glenn writes it down in his notebook at the same time as he snaps.

"I don't care what you think..."

I can produce the seeds I wish...... I mean, I can produce any seed I wish.

That means it's not just what's in the drawings.

"If you wish for a seed to scatter poison, will the country perish?... It's not a good decision. We should see how Chelsea wishes for that for a while now."

Glenn shook his head sideways to his thoughts and closed the notebook.