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I looked for a long ti at the view of the townhouse, which had turned foggy due to the rain.

There was no rainy season because of the diterranean climate, but the rain continued to pour for several days.

The mansion felt heavy, perhaps because Duke Seymour had recently left due to a matter that happened in his land.

Recently, the situation in the eastern territories was unusual.

While tracking the whereabouts of the Chief of the barbarians, a wave of monsters suddenly appeared.

Rosad’s return to the capital was also delayed.

‘This part, I think I saw it in the novel.’

The cause of the sudden monster wave was a rift in the Eastern Barrier.

Because of a poisonous monster, the monster colony was forced to move east, as if running away.

Currently, Rosad was defending the land from the monsters that had invaded it, and the Duke was constantly using the gate to move between the capital and the land to sort out the agitated atmosphere.

‘A rift in the barrier.’

The setting of a rift in the goddess’ barrier and a monster erging from it gave the opportunity for Mia Vinoche, who possessed a divine power, to co out on stage and play an active part; but to , it was only dangerous.

‘Why would sothing like that happen?’

It is unlikely that it was simply a set up to make the heroine stand out.

“Ahh.”

I couldn’t even guess, so I sighed.

‘Why did I touch an unfinished novel, of all things?’

After looking down at the deep green flower garden while pressing on my temples, I stopped thinking about the unanswered question and headed to Armand.

After getting out of the carriage, I put the escort at the front door and pulled a key out of my robe.

It was a key that only the core mbers of the business shared.

When I opened the small side door behind the store and waved the bellpull, the manager of Armand hurriedly appeared.

In the basent, there were two rooms, one had a teleportation circle connected to Blancia, and the other was my lab and office.

“How is the situation at Naria? Are they getting properly ruined?”

I pressed down the robe and asked slyly.

“They believed in the fake recipe unwaveringly. I heard rumors that they had bought an expensive dicinal herb to make the ionic drinks.”

I laughed at them inwardly.

No matter how much they infuse the dicinal herb, they won’t be able to make an ionic drink.

Money, ti, and manpower; they will lose those three things while hanging on to the scheduled failure and going through all kinds of trial and error.

This is why people should be kind-hearted.

‘By the way, our sales have gone down a lot.’

The rain kept pouring for the past few days, as if there was a hole in the sky, and the sales graph that was kicking through the roof had a sharp curve.

‘What should I do?’

Seems like the bad weather will continue.

‘Weather…’

I opened my mouth at the thought that ca to my mind.

“Manager. Let’s make a nu called 〈Tea of the Day〉.”

“Tea of the Day?”

I explained it in detail to the manager, who had a puzzled look on his face.

“We’re introducing our custors to a new and special tea that fits the weather and atmosphere of the day. So that they can think of our store when the weather changes.”

“Ahh, I see.”

“I heard that the set nu sells well to busy wizards and bureaucrats who don’t want to think about what to have. In a similar way, the 〈Tea of the Day〉 will have a similar effect on regular custors who are tired of the traditional nu but are too lazy to think about what to have.”

And another thing, the 〈Tea of the Day〉 had the effect of using up all the stock.

The popular tea leaves preferred by custors are always expensive, even though the quality is poor.

The 〈Tea of the Day〉 makes it easier to sell less recognizable tea leaves to custors.

However, I have to use fresh and high-quality tea leaves so that the custor will be happy to take on the risk.

The manager reverently wrote down my words, without missing a single thing.

At so point, the manager, who was doubtful of because I looked young at first glance and had a suspicious appearance for wearing a robe, began to support like a god of business, perhaps because of the amazing sales trend.

“Oh, and today, brew tea leaves with a strong scent so that they perate the entire shop, as urgent as it is.”

Because there are many water droplets in the air on humid days, the scent sticks better to the nose and the diffusion speed is slower.

It ans that rainy days are better days for savoring the tea scent.

The good scent also had a nerve-stabilizing effect.

I wanted to make the people who entered the shop after passing through the rain feel quiet and relaxed.

New nus and events are important, but in the end, the catering industry was a regular business.

It was important to make a good impression and make them look for it again next ti, so I was paying a lot of attention to the atmosphere and cleanliness of the shop, even though the labor cost was high.

“I will proceed as directed.”

“What is the situation for the autumn season nu?”

“The developnt is coming to an end.”

He handed a piece of paper.

“What is this?”

“The promotional phrases for the next season’s nu poster and banner.”

I scanned through the paper and clicked my tongue inwardly.

‘The phrases are too honest?’

The people here have no skills whatsoever to mislead custors.

They could add a moderate exaggeration, but they were so naive and complacent that I often sighed.

‘Well, maybe the previous world was too fiery.’

“Give a quill.”

“Yes.”

I dipped it in red ink and edited all the phrases before getting up from my seat.

“Madam. Is this true?”

“Well, what do you think? There’s no way they can verify the authenticity. Isn’t it enough if the custor is happy?”

“… I see.

They don’t have a way to check it.”

I ignored the way the manager looked at , as if I were a thug, and got up from my seat.

Going up the basent stairs and passing through the back door of the shop, I walked to the front door and took the carriage to a large toy store in the Yones District.

To buy Enrique’s gift.

‘I can’t believe it was his birthday.’

As soon as I heard that Enrique’s birthday was coming, I was thrilled.

If I hadn’t threatened a maid working at Enrique’s house, I would have just skipped it without giving him any gift.

***

As I had gotten a bad feeling about the nanny nad Carryl, I threatened one of the maids who had worked at Enrique’s house for a long ti.

As I smoothly said information about the maid’s family, the maid trembled and disclosed everything, perhaps because she thought I would harm them.

“Enrique doesn’t seem well these days. Is he sick?”

At my question, the maid bowed her head with a pale face.

“It’s probably because he is receiving a lot of private tutoring.”

“But it’s not like the amount of study has doubled all of a sudden.”

“Ah! Then, I think he wasn’t in a good condition because he doesn’t eat a lot around this ti of the year.”

“Why?”

“The Young Master was born prematurely and had a great illness when he was a newborn. Mada Carryl said that the after-effects could still be impacting him. In fact, after this period, he got better quickly.”

‘This is nonsense…’

It was ridiculous to believe that such nonsense was real.

“So, Enrique is in a bad condition around this ti every year?”

“Yes. Princess.”

Suddenly, he wasn’t eating well.

He was always nervous in front of , so if he suddenly falls asleep in class, it ans that he has insomnia.

From my perspective, it was a typical stressful condition. It was similar to depressive symptoms.

Suddenly, one guess flashed through my head, and I frowned.

“No way.”

The vast majority of children are only looking forward to their birthdays, so being stressed at this ti ans that Enrique is negatively thinking about his birthday…

At that ti, a small fragnt of mory ca to my mind.

On his birthday.

Looking at her younger brother, who was expressionless rather than being delighted for receiving a lot of expensive gifts from his direct family and relatives, Deborah secretly hated Enrique, saying he was like a precocious child.

It was also the year in which Enrique entered 2 clubs at a young age with his extraordinary talent.

Deborah, who had no sensitivity at all, glared at the child with a strong sense of inferiority.

At that mont, in the middle of the al, Enrique suddenly disappeared.

Amid the agitation, Deborah slid out of her seat. She did not like her relatives very much.

“Blergh!”

The child who ca out of the party room was throwing up on the lawn.

With a very pained face.

“Young Master. What if you worry everyone on your birthday, coming out like that in the middle of the al? The Duke will be disappointed after preparing such a big party.”

I suddenly realized what the incompatibility I felt from the nanny and the uneasy feeling I had while tutoring him was.

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