My Magic Tools Are Selling Too Well

6 – Traumatized junior and foxtail (1)

＜Academy Alchemy Shop＞

It’s been a long time since I put a cigarette in my mouth instead of a pipe and looked at the signboard in front of my eyes.

The business has been doing well these days, so the department spent a fortune to change the signboard of the alchemy shop.

It doesn’t look very expensive, but it still has a few sparkling jewels attached to it, and it’s hung at the top of the store in large letters so that passers-by can see it at a glance.

The appearance of the Alchemy Shop, which looked shabby, now gave off the feeling of a clean private Alchemy Shop.

“Aww, it’s saksin… ”

My whole body screamed, probably because I kept standing or sitting.

It was really a break that came after a long time.

As the swordsmanship department practice season took a break, the alchemy shop was rarely crowded with rice cake stands like it used to be.

Instead, it spread by word of mouth that my magic tools had better performance than privately purchased magic tools, and not only the swordsmanship department, but also other departments often stopped by the alchemy shop to see.

The main products are [Low Stamina Potion] and [Low Magic Potion]. [Lesser Antidotes] A total of 3.

The items in the other two columns were sometimes selling stones, including [Explosion Stones], and sometimes selling magic tools that they were trying out for the first time.

Regardless of the type, all items sold out every day.

Thanks to that, for about 2 hours from the start of the shift, I had to be caught by the customers.

“I’m a senior! I am here!!”

As I was smoking a cigarette and staring blankly at the signboard, I heard a familiar voice from somewhere.

Brown hair sticking out like a sea urchin was waving from a distance.

It was morphine, a f*cking junior who was doing trauma work at the alchemy shop every day.

The short girl next to me had light green hair and green eyes.

It was a face she knew too.

“morphine. and… Puppy grass?”

“De, it’s Delia!”

It’s a surprise. I thought my ears were falling off.

As expected, the voice that focused everyone in the classroom is not going anywhere.

Besides, the ears are good.

I deliberately spoke quietly while on the street, did you hear that?

I extinguished my cigarette and went into the store with them.

“What combination? Do you two know each other?”

The door of the alchemy shop opened with a jingling sound.

“Ah, we’re taking classes together this time, but we’re tied up in group assignments. But do you know Delia, too?”

“uh. I’ve been hit by him before.”

yes?! Surprised, Morphine looked at Delia.

Unable to bear it, Delia’s face turned red.

It’s a red puppy grass.

“That’s because the senior didn’t wake up… .”

He shook his head timidly and his voice quieted down.

Now I’m back to the puppy grass I knew.

“So what are you here for? If you come to trauma again, you will be searched for, really.”

Morphine is the only junior I know of from the Faculty of Alchemy, except for Delia, whom I recently met.

I had never attended a freshman welcome party or a fellowship retreat, so I didn’t know anyone at the undergraduate level.

Even when I eat rice, I don’t have any friends, so I almost eat alone, unless I’m eating with Ruen or Schunika.

Welcome party for freshmen?

I wanted to go too.

really.

I even applied to go.

I just couldn’t participate because I overslept that day.

So, regardless of my seniors and juniors, I had no acquaintances at all in the undergraduate school, but Morphine was a junior I got to know by chance.

The reason didn’t matter.

It was a cigarette mate who got close to smoking on the rooftop.

He was squatting in the corner, smoking cheap tobacco, so I started talking to him because it was fun.

It wasn’t until after we got closer to each other over time that I realized that this junior was overly talkative.

“Oh, no, no. This time, I came because of a real group assignment. Well, the liberal arts class I’m taking this time is ‘Understanding the Magical Circuit’, so isn’t it a task like this to find out the Magical Circuit contained in everyday life in general for the midterm exam? So I thought. ah! When it comes to magic circuits in daily life, it is indeed a magic tool! When it comes to magic tools, it’s an alchemy shop! When it comes to the alchemy shop, it’s the senior’s… ”

f*ck.

I feel like my ears are bleeding.

Still, as I listened, a familiar story came out and I became interested.

“Understanding the magic circuit?”

“Ah yes! Come to think of it, Professor Welter Bluecliffe praised you a lot! A genius undergraduate student who has reached the level of a professor in terms of understanding magic circuits! Also, the senior is great. That’s why, senior, by chance, only one low-grade physical strength potion is traumatic… ”

“Do you want to go back?”

“sorry.”

After dismissing Morphine’s words of trauma to take advantage of the confusion, he looked at Delia.

I just remembered

A familiar name, Welter Bluecliffe. A professor of the “Understanding Magical Circuit” class.

And Delia Bluecliffe.

The two had a daughter-in-law relationship.

Delia was the daughter of the professor who gave me my first A.

I had heard from Schnika that the professor’s daughter was coming in as a freshman this time, but I couldn’t remember when I met her.

Only then did I understand Delia’s words of respect for me.

It’s because the picture was drawn roughly.

The nobleman who made such a fuss over my report, didn’t he say it at home?

Perhaps I was packaged as an aspiring great warrior or a prospective professor and constantly preached.

Delia was a victim of injecting character education.

“Puppy grass. Don’t trust Dad too much. I’m not that great.”

When he sighed for some reason, Delia, who had been silent until now, quickly shook her head.

“Oh, no… ! The senior is a great person! Making potions in the second year… You make other magic tools very well… That’s why the Alchemy Shop is doing really well right now… !”

Making magic tools themselves was like the romance of freshmen in the Faculty of Alchemy.

It was because in the 1st and 2nd years, the focus was on mana and alchemy magic, so it was felt that magic tools that could be made in earnest only in the 3rd year were too far away.

In particular, if you become a skilled alchemist, you can easily earn money with magic tools, so there were many students in the Faculty of Alchemy who dreamed of making a fortune.

“And it’s not foxtail… .”

Even though she seemed timid, Delia always said what she had to say.

That’s why I want to call it puppy grass more.

With a small smile, I turned my head to Morphine and asked.

“so? What does coming here have to do with the assignment? What are you replying to?”

“yes! After all, aren’t magic circuits the most melted in life, senpai? So me and Delia are this! You must dig the magic tools! I ran to the alchemy shop because I wanted to. Isn’t the Alchemy Shop the place with the most magic tools in the academy? ha ha ha.”

Magic tools are objects that exert magical effects.

Of course, each magic circuit was melted.

As long as you don’t respond, you can’t see it.

They won’t make any surprising discoveries just by exploring and seeing it for themselves, but at least roughly what they felt, they should be able to quickly make a report.

Anyway, it’s a lecture that corresponds to the first year liberal arts.

If you had intended and thought this far, Morphine was a smart guy unlike his appearance.

“Yeah, what. take a look and go When there are a lot of guests, I know how to go out. Take care of yourself, just neatly, you know?”

“Yep, I see!”

“okay. Even the foxtail is working hard.”

“It’s Delia!”

I laughed and smoked my pipe.

Originally, the inside of the shop was considered a school campus, so smoking was prohibited, but now there are no customers and only juniors who came to explore, so it should be fine.

If you twist it, you should be a senior.

After a while, the guests began to slowly arrive.

Some people came to buy my magic tools, but there were also many people who came purely to look at magic tools at the alchemy shop.

In fact, even if I wanted to sell my magic tool, I couldn’t give it to you because it was already sold out.

Still, the line wasn’t as full as before, so I waved goodbye to Morphine and Delia.

But just as everyone was looking at things, a strange person caught my eye.

He secretly checked his surroundings and pretended to look at an antidote that was kept on the outskirts, then suddenly put it in his arms.

Then, as if nothing happened, I was looking at things again.

When I witnessed the scene in detail, I was stunned for a moment.

No, what kind of theft do you show off like that?

“hey. The one who wrote the beanie there. Come on. You can’t steal things.”

Stunned by my words, the man looked around with a surprised expression.

And soon after realizing that he was pointing at himself, he approached me with a stern expression and pointed at me.

“What, what, you bastard.”

“You can’t steal things.”

When are you swearing at me for seeing this bastard?

It was funny how he was confident after being caught stealing, but it was absurd to see him suddenly approaching with swearing.

Wearing a beanie and glasses, the man continued to have a look of regret.

“You, you, don’t you even read the newspaper? Don’t you read the newspaper? You, how old are you?”

“What are you talking about? To buy something, you have to pay the bill. You were just trying to steal and get out.”

“Hey, don’t you know about the financial crisis? Gee, don’t you know the current financial crisis? Is this, that, that bastard?”

“A financial crisis?”

It was a man who suddenly sounded like a fat man.

What financial crisis?

As the quarrel seemed to be getting longer, customers and juniors in the store came over to mediate.

“Here you go, uncle. Drop your things and just go. Don’t do this here.”

“I’m waiting for you later, come out quickly.”

“senior… Are you okay… ?”

When the man didn’t seem to be on his side, he turned around and pointed in all directions.

It was a struggle that seemed to be overcome by evil.

“Why, why are you only doing this to me? Why do you want only me, dog, you bastard?”

At that point, I began to think that I was a person lacking in social skills.

Otherwise, I couldn’t have behaved like that in this situation.

Being on the defensive, the man eventually put the stolen antidote down on the counter and left the store with a face full of anger.

And I forgot to add one more word.

“Ah, a bastard that looks like him. Bar, it will be difficult to live on food. You, you will have a hard time eating and living.”

Everyone in the store, including his juniors, put on a stunned expression at the sight of the man leaving after saying his own words until the end.

Truly the first human being I have ever seen.

I was scratching my head.

Are you really sick?