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With the manufacturing of the shaved ice machines entrusted to Galvano Ojisama and Owen-san, and all matters related to sales and distribution handed off, no, delegated, to the Adventurers' Guild where Tirie-san serves as Guildmaster, I finally felt relieved.
“Apparently, inquiries have already been flooding in to my wife (Ann), so I need you to get on this as soon as possible.”
Otousama called out toward Galvano Ojisama’s back as he headed for the workshop.
With a breezy wave of his free hand that said leave it to me, Galvano Ojisama dragged Owen-san along with him.
“Hey, wait! Flooding in… this isn’t going to turn into another bacon incident, is it!?”
Tirie-san grabbed Otousama by the collar and pressed him in a panic.
That’s only okay because they’ve known each other forever, normally that’d be outright disrespectful, Tirie-saaaan!
“At present, we only have the prototype, so I’ve already told them we’ll be limiting quantities this summer. If we don’t keep the first batch small, it could be winter by the time customers receive them.”
Otousama said, frowning irritably as he gently brushed Tirie-san’s hand away.
“Ah… a-ah, right. In that case, okay… wait, you still haven’t decided how many, have you!?”
Just as Tirie-san was about to agree, she noticed the crucial point and jabbed a finger at Otousama.
“Give me a week and I can make fifty!”
Galvano Ojisama’s voice rang out from inside the workshop.
Wait, isn’t that fast!?
“… That’s too many. Thirty for immediate delivery is enough. Put extra effort into their appearance. The remaining twenty can be simpler. Distribute them to churches, the academy, and various locations within the territory.”
“Sounds good! Owen, you’re good at decorating, so I’ll leave that to you!”
“Hah!? I just pursue functional beauty, I’m not good at decoration!”
Despite complaining, Owen-san had already started sketching out decoration ideas.
For all his grumbling, he looked like he was enjoying himself.
“… Hey, wait a second. Obviously, our Adventurers' Guild gets a share too, right?”
“Of course. Assign people who can use ice magic to sell shaved ice, and take reservations for next year while you’re at it. Make sure to collect a portion up front.”
“… You’re really shrewd.”
Ohhh, demonstration sales and preorders for next year.
As a former otaku, I think made-to-order production is wonderful. As expected of Otousama!
“All right, that settles it. Cristea, I’m heading back to the manor, what will you all do?”
“Huh? Umm, if possible, I’d like to shop at the market, and I also want to stop by the Bastea Company.”
Since Sei and the others should be around, maybe we’ll meet up and grab lunch at a food stall.
“I see. With Kurogane-dono and Mashiro-dono present, I suppose you’ll be fine, but don’t wander around too aimlessly.”
“Y-yes…”
Honestly, Otousama, telling a lady not to wander around aimlessly is quite rude.
“Then, Kurogane-dono, Mashiro-dono, I’ll leave the rest to you. Please, please make sure my daughter doesn’t overdo anything.”
“M-mhm…”
“Yeah, I’ll do my best.”
Kurogane, why are you hesitating like that?
Mashiro, what exactly are you going to “do your best” at?
After Otousama returned by carriage, we decided to walk to the market together with Tirie-san, who was heading back to the Adventurers' Guild.
“Oh, right. Ojisama, Owen-san, during the upcoming long vacation, I’ll be returning to the territory with some friends. May I bring along those who would like to meet you both?”
As we were leaving the workshop, I suddenly remembered and asked them.
“Hm? Me? If it’s someone you’re introducing, I don’t mind meeting them… but I won’t necessarily take weapon orders, you know?”
“Yes. I’m sure they’ll be happy just to meet you, Ojisama. Of course, whether you accept work or not depends on whether they meet your standards, doesn’t it?”
I answered with a soft laugh.
“Me too? Are they academy students?”
“Yes. There’s a very enthusiastic person who wants to meet you and talk about magic tools, Owen-san.”
Yes, far too enthusiastic.
“Ohh!? That sounds promising! They can come anytime!”
“Yes. I’ll contact you before we visit again.”
“Yeah! Can’t just sit around then, since they’re coming, I should gather some materials… geh!”
“They’re not coming yet! What you should be doing right now is this, isn’t it!”
Galvano Ojisama grabbed Owen-san by the collar as he tried to leave and dragged him back into the workshop.
“Th-then, we’ll be taking our leave…?”
Leaving the workshop full of shouting behind us, we headed for the Adventurers' Guild for the time being.
Tirie-san had asked us, “Bring in some orc meat and monster materials, will you?”
“Honestly. Kurogane-sama, you haven’t brought us any high-rank materials lately, have you? Sometimes you should bring them here instead of always taking them to the capital.”
He tried to casually hook his arm around Kurogane’s, only to be brushed off.
Expecting her to be staring intensely, I looked at Mariel-chan, but surprisingly, she was just watching with a fond smile. Huh?
Noticing my gaze, Mariel-chan said,
“Well… it is a tasty scene, but it’s so predictable there’s no room for imagination, so it feels a bit lacking…”
… Is that so?
Got it.
What do you think about this chapter?
Perverts got standards (sometimes), and Mariel is a complex pervert (not closet, complex).
Thanks for the chapter! Awesome translation! May God bless you!