Chapter 589

Parfe Riding Experience
“Oh? It really doesn’t shake at all.”

“My bottom doesn’t hurt even while sitting! The gentle sway is so pleasant, it might get addictive!”

Yep, Little Bern is definitely Little Bern.
I can feel Young Lady Kou’s genes in her.
Well, if she’s happy, that’s what matters.

The two of them rode the Parfes around the ranch.
Since the view was blocked from the outside, there was no need to worry about anyone peeking in, so a little mischief was allowed.
And besides, both of them were still in skirts, not riding trousers.

“Lady Lily, I can see why Young Lady Kou enjoys this so much. So then, are these children only used for pulling those carts?”

“Let’s see… On Dark Day we open the ranch to the children of the city. At that time, playing with them is part of their work.”

“Oh? Only on Dark Day?”

“Well, technically this place is outside the city walls. Without guardians around, it’s too dangerous. That means it has to be on the rest day—Dark Day.”

Truthfully, I’d like to make it twice a week.
But that would put more of a burden on parents, so I’ve been hesitant to push it.
I’ll probably need to discuss it with the Trade Guild before deciding.

“Even so, this is really fun! Does Young Lady Kou always come here to ride them?”

“Apparently, yes. We also sell snacks made from their milk, but from what I’ve heard, aside from drinking the milk, she never touches anything else. Probably doesn’t eat the snacks at all.”

“Oh my, you have sweets too?”

“At the moment, we only sell milk ice cream. Ah, but—sales are limited to Dark Day, so on other days it’s just advance batches stored for that.”

Hmm… if that’s the case, I almost feel a little sorry for Young Lady Kou.
If it’s only ice cream, then maybe… No, if she eats too much and makes herself sick, that’s a problem too.
I’ll just arrange to slip her some, in moderation, through me.

“Don’t you sell the sweets we had yesterday?”

“Those were made just in time for yesterday’s tea party. If we can ever mass-produce them, I’d love to sell them here.”

“Is that difficult to do?”

“Hm, I wonder? If we can mass-produce fresh cream, then we could make it without relying on sugar, and the price would come down somewhat. But that part isn’t possible yet.”

“That’s unfortunate. I wanted to bring some back to school with me.”

Oh?
So Little Bern wants to serve them at her school tea party?
If that’s the case, once we’ve got a steady supply of cream, I’ll let her know.
With the cream and simple instructions, it won’t be hard to reproduce.
I’ll be counting on Little Lana for that!

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