The Failure Alchemist of the Royal Capital ~My Job Is a Failure So, I'll Manage My Store Carefr

First, take a few days each time to dry in the shaded, well-ventilated area.

... and don't leave it here on a monkey!

If you do that, you'll be taken by birds, local cats and dogs in no time.

"I need a dry basket.I'll buy it.And then I'll buy some stuffed toy dough! "

That's why Mina took the initiative to go shopping herself.

The step feels kind of skipping.

... I wonder if you can't wait for a stuffed toy to come in again...

With that in mind, after I dropped her off, I decided to wait while reading the book about the medicine formula.

Even though it's a formula, it's just powdered.

I've never done anything like just fine-tune the ingredients of a dry hard medicine.

The leaves are soft, so I was crushing them with a bowl and rubbing...

Actually, I still have a lot of tools besides the ones I've been using.

Among them, I stopped looking at an instrument called Yagen.

The material is pottery.

It's a leaf-shaped, deep container, a circle for crushing, and a stick-through instrument.

A circle made of ceramics, when you put a stick back and forth through it, turns around and uses the edge of the circle in the vessel to crush the medicine.

In this case, it seems that it can be fine-tuned without applying any force, even if it is hard.

"Of course, it must have been in the first thing I gave your father..."

I shouldn't have thrown it away, but I've never used it before, so I think I probably went somewhere when I moved to the atelier.

It is made of ceramic and heavy.

Although there are few earthquakes in this continent, there are active volcanoes in the south, even though they have not erupted in recent years, and heavy objects made of ceramics should be down there.

So I crawled around the studio looking for all the lower cupboards.

"... what are you doing?"

Was it suspicious of me crawling around with my skirt covered in dust and peeking into the cupboard?

Marcus looked suspicious and called out.

"I'm looking for a pharmacy.I'm supposed to be the first one to ask your father to stop using it.... "

After answering that, I was peeking deeper inside the cupboard I was looking for.

Marcus seemed to have been watching me for a while, and after a while he could hear me breathe deeply.

I raised my face in wonder.

"... Dear Daisy, it's a wonderful idea to do everything yourself.But don't you remember something, Daisy? "

Without worrying about my hands, which were dirty with dust, Marcus reached out to me crawling around.

"... please stand up"

... I haven't found it yet.

While thinking so, when I put my hand on the stretched hand, I was firmly grasped and pulled up.

"Please change your clothes and clean up where your skin has become dirty."

Marcus, who set me up, tells me.It's a little unusual, with no smile on her face.

"... because there are still pharmacopoeia..."

"I'll find it.This kind of work is a servant's job. "

My objection was quickly overruled.

... no. It's like a Sebastian scolding me.

"You see? Because of the longer life in the city, my nobility has slightly diminished.Daisy is the daughter of the Vicomte and a nobleman who has been recited himself. "

After being told that, I finally realized what I looked like with my clothes and my groin, hands and stockings covered in dust.

You're finally starting to feel embarrassed in such disgraceful looks.

I'm sure my cheeks feel hot and red.

"... Dear Daisy, please call me in these times.That's why I'm here.Now, get dressed in your room. "

With his narrow eyes and gentle expression, Marcus urged me to go now.

"Thank you.... nice to meet you."

All I could say was keep my head down so I couldn't see my face, turn my body toward the stairs, and run up the stairs.

My heart is pounding up the stairs.

... I wonder when the marker slipped so hard.

Even though he was only slightly different from me, the way he talked to me earlier seemed to overlap with Sebastian.

Open the door in your room and close it with your back.

As it is, I fall on the door.

... I have to hold on, too.

As Marcus' master, you have to be ashamed of yourself.