At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

I dropped off the croto, became alone and had nothing to do in earnest, so I sipped tea wondering what was wrong.

"You look young, but you've been eating for years."

"Huh?"

I do think he's older than he looks. It's probably like a child's face, and it's probably seen a couple of years below the actual age.

But I don't think you're old enough to be told this way.

"You don't see it at all in the year you have kids."

When I heard the words I kept sipping tea, I was convinced. I see what you said when you heard Kroto call me your father.

Surely when you have a child of that age, will you be a little older?

"But well, doesn't it matter if I plant it when I'm young? Especially your man."

"Buffoo."

Oh, hey, I sprayed my tea. Don't be surprised. This guy. No, I'm sure you don't have to have that idea.

As long as you're familiar with it, it's usually possible. Let's just say I don't like being mistaken like this.

"No, Kroto is, well, like an adopted child"

"Hmm? Really?"

Grandma responds to what doesn't seem to interest her very much. You believe me, don't you?

No, no, Grandma, there's consciousness going on somewhere else. I looked in the direction my grandmother was looking at, and the young boy was kicking around.

Eventually the child turned this way and came running.

"Meri, I'm glad you're here."

"Amen, what do you want to do? It's unusual for you to come here."

The boy seems to know his grandmother. It has an atmosphere that seems familiar from the way it is called.

"Grandma did it on her back. I don't think I can make drugs."

"Ahhh. What did you do, that guy?"

"I went to the woods alone because I didn't have enough ingredients, and it seemed like I couldn't do it"

"You're an idiot, you should call me or ask for an escort"

"I don't have to worry about you from time to time if you're the one who does that. I'm glad you came back this time."

"Absolutely. What would you have done if you'd done it in the woods?"

Apparently, the boy's grandmother did her hips. I wonder if medicine is a city pharmacist or something.

But was your grandmother out there alone? As far as the two words are concerned, there's totally no sign of a non-combatant, and you have good balls, that person.

"For that reason, I'm sorry, but will you process this request for failure?

"Well, I can't help it, but... you can't?

"I can't. This medicine, it's not normal. It's like alchemy. I can't do it."

"Um, I don't have a favor like this other than him, so I'm in trouble."

Hom, alchemy kind of means immediate medication or something. If Mr. Aroness taught me something, I could make it, too, what do you think?

"Well, I'll go back and take care of Grandma."

"Aye, I can't until you're recovered. Stay with me."

"Okay, bye"

When the boy finished telling the requirements, the public discourse left there. I guess I'm worried about my grandmother.

Do you two live together or are you a grandmother and child?

"Well, what's going on?"

When my grandmother answered, she stood up, walked to the reception, and exchanged some words with the people inside, she held her head.

Keep your neck tilted to the side, and walk over here and sip all the way without the rest of the tea.

I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry. Excuse me around here.

"Did you just?

"Oh, right. Looks like the only guy in this city who can ask for alchemy meds is down. This job is in a bit of a hurry. We can't delay it. I'm glad we still have a respite."

Grandma trying to leave with a sigh. Hmm, then maybe we can help?

"Um, if you want, I'll do it?

"Am I?"

"If it's alchemy medicine, I can make some too."

"... are you serious?

"Seriously."

Grandma asks with a surprise look. But soon he switches consciousness, writes something on the paper, and gives it to me.

"This is it, you understand?

I look at the notes they give me, and I snort, reassured that it was a name I knew all about. I can do this.

However, I was concerned that some medicines seem to overload my body if I use them. Someone who can't use witchcraft, or healing witchcraft, is the type of medicine that people have just in case.

The one that heals but is unable to move off the spot due to severe pain. Well, if they ask you which is better to hurt or die, the majority of them will say it's better to hurt.

After that, it's unusual to have medicine to restore magic. But I hate this. Drinking it makes me head gwang.

"I just hope you have time to procure materials and a place to borrow tools."

Regardless of the ingredients, even if you don't have the tools, you can force them to do it if you want. It would be more helpful to have one.

"Oh, then I'll show you to the boy's house just now. We probably have all the ingredients. You'll have the tools."

"Well, please"

I'm glad you don't need to collect ingredients. Honestly, that's more of a problem than a tool.

Don't use alchemy for a long time. Oh, speaking of which, I wonder how many spiritual and crystalline stones there were left.

Well, do you want crystal stones? It's a little clogged over there. It's too powerful.

"Uh, I'm just asking you to do yourself a favor."

Grandma opens her mouth to me like it's a little hard to say.

"Can you do this job together for once?

Uh, I guess you mean jointly with the old lady who did the hips. Well, I guess. If you don't buy medication ingredients or anything, you'll let me use them as they normally are.

Blah, blah, blah. It's hard to collect. It's not like some ingredients are separate, but some things are difficult to find.

"Yes, if you can provide me with materials and tools."

"Well, that'll help."

You'll look relieved by my words, Grandma. Maybe with friends.