Chapter 14 – Requests and Cookies -1-

Three people are sitting in the reception room without a receptionist in charge of guidance and coordination.

In the awkward atmosphere, I opened my mouth with a light and playful voice and gestures.

“Now, have a drink here. If you give it only to the receptionist, he’ll be upset. It’s really bad to discriminate based on what you eat.”

Pretending to take out my belongings, I connected my inventory and pulled out two potions.

The color of the potion was a dark green, not a very appealing color.

However, the glass bottle containing this liquid was so exquisite that it could be compared to a famous sculpture, and it caught my eye.

[ Essence of Animus ]
▷ Mental tolerance increases only once when taking.
▷ If impurities are mixed, the effect disappears.

“Wait a minute! This is so expensive!”

Since it is an item that has been appraised, the status window should be visible to Seria and Rike.
Seria also understood how precious this item was.

The value of making the regeneration potion ‘something like that’.
Even if you save money for your whole life, you may not be able to touch it.

“Aren’t you going to eat?”

“”····””

The two looked at each other’s faces in a bewildered situation.

“Seizing the opportunity when it comes is skill, but…Don’t do it if you don’t like it.”

“Now, wait!! Let’s drink! Instructor- don’t say anything else later! Like, you drink quickly too!”

Seria opened a glass bottle, handed it to Rike first, glanced at me, and swallowed her essence in one go.

It’s not delicious to say the least, but after emptying the bottle, they noticed a positive change in their body.

Before they said anything embarrassing, I blocked it at the source.

“Never say thank you. All of these things follow my mood. You can think of seeing surprised faces as my hobby.”

“As expected… They say that a criminal can’t understand a person who has reached the pinnacle of a field…”

Seria rather seemed to understand me with her moving eyes, which made me embarrassed.

‘What is he saying now?’

What I did was to keep Robert in check.
This is the first thing you should do, unless you know how the affair will turn out.

No matter how handsome the main character is, his intelligence is questioned as to whether he is not a human but a monkey.

If you feel selfish like a bastard thief, will the heroines stick together in the first place?

Even if you scratch your face, there is a limit.
But he makes it possible. How is that possible?

[ Homme Fatal – D ]
▷Women are easily liked by your actions.
▷Women are not easily disappointed by your actions.

Because of this.

Transcend probabilities.
A passive skill that is no different from the root of all evil in the eyes of others.

Because of this, the women around him who were at the level of cadets were struck by the beam and lost their senses.

It is a skill that significantly lowers the difficulty of the early game, but the fatal point is that the skill is D.

Since it is a skill that affects the mind, if the heroines’ mental resistance is raised, this skill will not work.

Suddenly, the difficulty of the main character’s favorability work rises exponentially.

I think the probability of that is small, but it was an item that Rike provided in hopes that he would not be swayed by Robert.
Seria just came with me, so it’s a bonus.

“…But to just get past this…”

The two of them showed only embarrassment at the sudden opportunity.

I turned to work to lighten the mood.

“This story is over now! Think of it as something that never happened. If we talk any more, it’s a request and a consultation, right?”

At my somewhat forced words, they nodded heavily.

“Although this has been discussed with the academy president, I am an adventurer from the moment I leave the academy. There is no need to call me an instructor.”

“···Understand.”

Since Seria was forbidden to thank her, she kept her mouth shut as if it had been sealed, and Rike answered instead.

“Now then, let’s listen to the contents of the request. You don’t have to worry because it’s an adventurer’s basic contract not to reveal what you heard in the reception room without permission.”

“I’m asking this just in case… Do you accept requests other than battles?”

It is possible to predict what will be said, but now even that is impossible to be sure.
I scratched my head at the slight headache and cramps.

“I’m not sure. Listen.”

“I see. What is the basic fee for the request?”

“There is nothing set. The cost is determined after knowing about the request.”

Rike slowly caressed the wound on her own face with her eyes sunken to the floor.

“Can I organize the contents and visit you separately?”

I nodded her head and Rike stood up.
Ceria also raises her scrambled body as she gets up.

After slowly greeting her, Rike took a break and opened her mouth.

“Then… I’ll go back.”

“Uh~ Be careful.”

Rike, who grabbed the doorknob of the reception room, did not move while holding the door.

“Why? Do you have any other questions?”

“Not the instructor… But the adventurer. Am I a beauty from the adventurer’s point of view?”

“…!”

Why was Seria next to her surprised, not me who was asked.

I was intrigued by her move in the game, which didn’t exist in the first place.
That alone was worth the price of biting the receptionist.

“Are you asking about my taste?”

“You’re right.”

Her purple eyes glowed faintly.
I don’t know if Rike herself intended it, but she entered the reception room and she was using her skills for the first time.

If you look at the gist of that question, it might be an act of expressing favor with me.
It’s never going to happen to her now.

“She’s a beauty by my standards. Would that be the answer?”

“…Thank you. Including the others…”

*****

It was the day before the second class of ‘Practice 1’ that Rike came back to the adventurer’s guild.

Seria did not accompany me today.

Instead of going straight to her reception room, I came out to her guild entrance and stood with her.

“Even here, there’s no possibility of it being leaked to the outside world, but if you don’t want more people to hear about what you’re requesting, it doesn’t matter if it’s in a place other than the guild.”

There is no need to worry about leaking, but there are people who don’t even like listening to the receptionist.
It is common because there are situations in which explanations require personal trauma or one’s faults to be confided in.

Even if I receive a separate request and report the request to the guild anonymously, there is no problem with the contract I signed with the guild.

“Then where should we go?”

I’m contemplating whether or not to go to the store that popped into my head.

‘Can I go there now?’

When did I ever think so deeply?
Deciding to go right away, I took the lead and she trotted behind me.

“Here. Let’s go in.”

“…?”

There is no signboard for a cafe.

Alchemy supplies and reagent materials littered the table and there was no place to sit.

There are two men sitting at the counter who look alike.
They both dozed off while sitting, probably sharing their senses.

“Do you have a business?”

– Udang-tang-tang!

The men, startled by my voice, knocked over the books they had just barely piled up.

“Sweet, write-Come on, come on!”

The sight of him wiping his saliva and saying hello with dazed eyes, not awake, doesn’t seem appropriate for business.

Can not help it.

This is a shop created for the developer Fiscal and Rike’s liking and events.

I don’t have a relationship right now, so I won’t be able to build a good feeling with this.

When I see her living her droopy life like this, my heart wants to do something for her.

One of these twins is an alchemist and the other is a sorcerer staunch in theory.
The two of them were tired of diverging in their respective fields of work and retired.

They start a business by joining forces to earn a lot with their knowledge and live comfortably when they are old.

The result.

[Memory cookie]
▷ There is no expiration date due to the special process.
▷ Reproduces ‘the taste at that time’.
– Knowing the taste is the scariest!

I don’t know the recipe, but it’s a cookie that embodies the taste that the person who eats it most wants to eat.

The price is filthy expensive regardless of what ingredients are used, and there is no basic interior sense, so there are no customers.

Even now, not knowing that the signboard was stolen is the greatest mystery.

There is also a side quest to find a signboard, but I don’t have time to do that right now.

I checked the full cookie jar on the counter.

“What would you like to drink? There will be everything.”

Maybe.

“I’m milk…”

“Is it warm?”

“Yes”

“Put that money in and take a seat. Hey! Please clear one table.”

While wringing out the towel, a man jumped out.

Perhaps there were no guests for several days.
Even if there was, I would have just passed by after seeing the cookie value.

“Sorry!! Please wait a moment!!”

He picked up the alchemy supplies and reagents at once and drove them into a corner and started wiping the table.

“Here’s a warm milk, Ah, and… Memory cookies, please.”

“Everything, everything?!”

“Are you not sick?”

“How could that be!!”

Seeing this as an opportunity, the man relaxed his bewildered expression and took out all the memory cookies stored in the blue tin.

“Don’t tell me the price, just use this to calculate. Just prepare a few for you to eat now and pack the rest.”

I took a pouch full of gold coins from my pocket and put it on the counter.
It’s an angle you can’t see from behind.

The man at the counter looked at Rike behind him and gave me a wink and a thumbs up as a sign of understanding! Heard.

‘It’s soft…’

Isn’t it crazy to hear the wink of an old man with a dark beard?

“I’ll give you something to drink! Please wait a little bit!”

Perhaps the table has been cleared, Rike is sitting on a chair and staring into the air.

Usually when I come to a store like this, I look around because it’s strange, but I don’t pay attention to anything.

“Sorry. The order took a while.”

“I’m sorry. I, the client, have to buy it…”

“If you have a chance next time, buy it then.”

A man approached from the counter with a tray and wobbly steps, placing drinks and cookies on the table.

“No, enjoy your meal!”

Then he comes back and leaves the paper bag with the poorly decorated box next to me.

“The interior here has no sense.”

“Yes··.”

You can tell from her answer without any hesitation.
You are feeling it.

“Still, cookies are really amazing. Let’s talk while eating.”

The shape of the memory cookie is such that it is a pity to call it a cookie.

Chocolate or nuts are also not embedded in it, and it looks like it was cut out of clay and pressed with the palm of your hand.

But the true value of these cookies lies in their effectiveness!

Aside from appearance – from smell to taste.
It is a magical cookie that embodies everything in your memory.

Cookie with this ability? I have a question about it.

It is an event aimed squarely at Rike, who always misses her mother.

“I’ll have a simple meal, so I’m fine with milk…?”

Her nose twitched as she spoke.

Rike’s expressionless expression trembled as if it would break.

“They say that you have to put in a little bit of sweetness so that your head turns around and the story goes well.”

Churai! Churai!
I watched her screaming in her mind.

Keeping her silent, she picked up her cookie with her trembling hands.