My Magic Tools Are Selling Too Well

102 – Side Story – Moonlight Night (Delia)

“Hey… .”

＜The night when the moon goes down＞ Underground workshop.

On the other hand, a dog whimpering is heard.

I immediately looked at the source of the sound.

just as expected.

With magic materials and vials scattered here and there, holding some magic tools.

Delia was making a sullen expression.

… Now it’s not a puppy pool, it’s a puppy.

I spoke with a smile on my lips.

“Why, again.”

Delia looked at me with her head up.

She looks like she’s going to cry any minute.

“It’s not made, senior… .”

“Puh- what?”

“A fake elixir… . I’m sure the proportions and recipe the senior said were the same, but why can’t it work? I’m really sorry… .”

“I am Delia. It’s a magic tool that only Master and I can make. Isn’t it something that can be made just because you know the recipe?”

“Hey… .”

[Fake Elixir] is a magic tool almost comparable to [Elixir], a magic tool in legend.

The only difference is that it can’t bring the real dead back to life like in the legends.

However, it was able to become the best potion only with its overwhelming performance of cure-all.

It costs a lot of materials, and the manufacturing process and time are complicated and takes a long time, so it is not possible to make many.

At most, I can supply four or five a month.

That’s why [Fake Elixir] was something I couldn’t buy even on the continent.

Delia is making it now.

I’ve failed hundreds of times already.

I laughed and called her.

“Come on.”

A downcast Delia whimpered and approached me.

And without even having time to say anything.

He immediately sat on my lap.

… I’m used to it now

It’s like Delia’s habit when we’re together.

At close range, face to face.

Delia looked me in the eye.

“When will I catch up with my seniors?”

“… Delia. Making a fake elixir isn’t catching up, it’s almost beyond… ?”

“tooth. Still.”

“Don’t be in too much of a hurry. At your age, even making potions is a surprising talent. In addition, Delia knows how to make Berserk. It’s crazy on the continent too. Because of Delia.”

I said that and kissed her on the lips for a while.

Then, Delia’s cheeks turned slightly red.

It seems that all the sullen energy has been released.

“Do you think so too?”

“what?”

“That I’m incredibly talented?”

“If I don’t think so, who will?”

Delia has always liked receiving my approval.

Maybe it’s because I was influenced the most in dealing with alchemy.

Before dating and after dating.

Always asked me about this.

She smiled happily and looked at me.

“Then do it one more time.”

“kiss?”

“yes.”

“As you wish-”

Lips overlapped once more.

A little longer this time.

Then, Delia’s expression brightened noticeably.

“Once more.”

“… also?”

“… no, I do not want?”

“Who hates it?”

Lips overlapped again.

This time more intensely.

Only then did Delia smile as if she was satisfied.

“Hi-Hi. happy.”

I asked while stroking her hair.

“Delia. Are you going to this magic tool festival?”

“Is it held in Denver Kingdom?”

“huh. It’s my hometown with Professor Meline, Ruen, so I thought I’d go too.”

“If you go senior, you must go! I’m sorry Were you going alone?”

“I asked because I wanted to go with you.”

In the second half of every year, ＜Magic Tool Festival＞ is held.

A place where alchemists from around the world present their magical tools and inform the public.

Along with ＜Alchemist’s Day＞, it was a very prestigious festival in the world of alchemy, so if given the opportunity, all alchemists hoped to attend.

And me and Delia, who have great influence on the continent.

Naturally, it was a situation where I was asked to attend.

“I heard that a piece of the eternal tombstone will be provided to the winner this time.”

“Gee, really?”

Fragments of the Eternal Tombstone.

A magical material that was once said to be a material that could produce double gates, and was also considered a forbidden item by alchemists and wizards.

It was a material that any alchemist would want to study at least once.

“Are you expecting that?”

“of course. It is a material that any alchemist would like to deal with.”

“But Delia… You have bad memories because of your father.”

Professor Bluecliffe, who created a double gate through dimensional magic and wanted to take revenge by calling ‘Venom Arcus’.

The fragments of the Eternal Monument were like the material that had traces of Professor Bluecliffe.

But will the hatred fade as time goes by?

Delia felt that her hatred for her father had been greatly diluted now.

“Because Dad handled it the wrong way. If you can handle it in the right direction, I think it’s an attractive magical material.”

Now, her face looks like she has no regrets.

I slowly nodded my head at that firm look.

As time goes by and gets older.

Delia was becoming more mature.

“Have you prepared anything, senior?”

“It’s me, there’s a lot of this and that.”

“tooth. I haven’t prepared anything I can’t even make a fake elixir.”

“Well, fake elixirs aren’t that easy to make.”

I smiled lightly and looked at Delia.

“Then, shall we study what to make from today?”

“What are you making?”

“huh. We will make it together, but we should start researching right away.”

We will make it together.

At that one word, Delia’s face was filled with anticipation.

“together?”

“Yeah, together.”

“Are you going to co-produce?”

“of course. Was that your intention from the start?”

Delia was slightly silent at my quick reply.

Then he slowly raised his head and looked at me.

“then… where?”

In her words, her intentions were obvious.

I lifted Delia while holding her.

“In the room, just the two of us.”

“Kyaaak-!”

I held the screaming Delia in my arms and took her to the small bedroom in the workshop.

She and I never stop laughing.

It was a moonlit night.