The Novice Alchemist's Store

"Welcome home, Iris and Kate!

It's been about three weeks since Warrant Baron Kirk was captured.

Iris and the others finally returned.

Madisons are still the direct cause of all this time.

A report of the capture of Baron Kirk where he was arranging for them to live anyway. Iris and the others were supposed to stay at the Rozze house until the situation stabilized.

Then, when Madison and the others returned, they were sent back to South Strag.

"Well done. Both of you."

They greeted me and Lorea with a slight color of fatigue on their faces, but it was clearer than that because various matters of concern had been resolved.

"I'm home! He's finally back!

"Please wait. I'm sorry I couldn't be with you at a difficult time."

"No, I can't help it. Kate and the others were doing what they needed. I didn't have any particular damage. Hey, Lorea."

Lorraine didn't return the favor to me, but to Jito.

With my mouth pointing, my flank is pounding.

"... my stomach has been badly damaged. Delivering homemade sweets to the royal family was the most irrational job I've ever had in this shop."

"Nah!? Did you offer Lord Felix Lorea's sweets?

"Yes, it was openly demanded. That's royalty, that's irrational."

"So, you pushed that irrationality on me, Sarasa."

"It's okay, it was very popular with His Highness!

Maybe. I'm not sure.

You didn't complain, so there's no problem, right?

She said it was delicious... even though it made me say it slightly.

"And I'm with you when I'm punished!

When I hugged her a little bit to deceive her, Lorea shook me in the mouth and hit me in the back.

"Mhh... that's fine, I think it was harder for Sarasa to deal with it directly."

"Will you understand!? That guy's waist is soft, but it's something! I don't know... I feel like a super nobleman! For royalty only!!"

Most of the nobles I know were at the Alchemist Training School - that is, they may have been pre-adult children, but I've never met anyone who's so hard to read.

I don't know if the emotions in the front page and the ideas I read are correct, and it seems very difficult to get along.

In the meantime, I don't want you to be near me.

I want to get along quite a bit.

"I know how you feel. But, manager, I don't like talking about criticism. Especially if you don't know who's good at it."

"That's right. I can't stand being punished for this, even though the corner is safe. Let's go inside."

As Kate pointed out, I rushed into the house with Iris and the others.

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Well, let's do it again.

"Welcome home."

Iris and the others came back around lunch, and the shop took a lunch break, and we were surrounded by lunch together.

The dinner table that we missed a little while ago was restored, and Lorea's smile looked clearer than usual.

"Ah, I'm home. I feel like I'm back when you pick me up like this."

Yeah, you should be home by now.

"If that's what you think of my house, I'm glad. --I haven't lived here much different from Iris."

I moved frequently when my parents were alive and the last house I lived in wasn't mine anymore.

School dormitories are completely rented, and orphanages are a little different from their homes.

It's like a family home that's already left... no, it's like a home of a close relative, right?

In comparison, it may be that this house, which has not yet started living for less than a year, will settle down because it is my own home.

"... I wonder if there's a delicious dish for Lorea?

"Eh, what is it?

"This is why it feels like my home."

Your home also needs safety and comfort, but once you're done, it's important to heal and serve warm, delicious food.

One of the reasons I'm happy to be here is because I'm sure there's Lorea.

"Hmm, I know. This is the one with the stomach!

"Eh, am I caught?

"Hmm, can't you deny it?

I nodded ambiguously to Lorelei, who looked at me with her head tilted.

I think it is subtly different from the original meaning, but it is delicious after all.

Uncomparable to the hands-on dishes I make appropriately.

"I thought it would be nice if my stomach was bloated, but if I ate something delicious every day... it would become luxurious."

Once in a while, if you can eat something delicious, it usually doesn't matter if it's simple.

Until Lorea arrived, I thought so.

"Is it true what your mother said?"

"Iris has a sense of crisis, and we have to work hard to make sure the manager doesn't throw it away."

No, nothing to throw away - ah, I'm supposed to be engaged, so if I don't get married, will I be thrown away?

But if Iris the aristocrat and me the civilian, it would be me who was objectively abandoned.

"No, that's... that's right, I'm a noble lady. You don't have to cook for yourself."

"I don't become a 'noble lady' only when convenient. You learned it from your wife, didn't you? I can't afford to hire a cook."

"That's the right material. I'll leave cooking to Kate. After all, it's a set sale, and we're..."

Iris with her chest stretched with her face.

I do think you said that, but you don't have to say it like it's on sale.

Besides, I don't think that's a good way to look at you.

"Ugh, that worked.... I don't think I can beat Lorea either."

"You know, cooking alone doesn't really determine who you want to marry."

In their words, I sighed.

How would it feel to say that if I caught my stomach, I'd decide to marry?

--But Lorea's dishes aren't just delicious.

Much better than my hands-on dishes, but at the same or cheaper cost.

In a way, it's not the stomach that got caught, it's the wallet.

Well done is a necessary skill for a good wife, isn't it?

Alchemists are a basic waste of money, and I am very grateful to be able to trust my family with peace of mind.

"... Store manager, did you get lost?

"No, that's not true! More than that! Let's report to each other, and more. There's something better to know, right?

"Hmm. Well, my marriage to the manager is settled. Let's prioritize reporting."

"Eh...?

Hold on a second.

That's the first time I've heard that.

I know about the engagement, but the marriage hasn't been decided yet!?

Ignoring my confusion, Iris began to say, "Well, from us."

"Well, first of all... Kate, please"

opens his mouth and abandons his explanation as soon as possible and throws a round at Kate.

"We don't have to do anything bad about Adelbert anymore."

Ms. Kate, who took it, inflated her cheeks a little, but immediately opened her mouth to us.

"- Well, shall we talk after we split up with the shop managers? From there, we went to the territory of the Rotze family....."