âIsnât this necessary for store management? Youâre dealing with precious metals, so the differences arenât small.â
âA small amount of precious metal doesnât make it less valuable.â
âHmm, thatâs true.â
To be honest, I wasnât the type to organize my books properly.
While running my own store, I often received money and kept it roughly scrawled out.
It was not a wise way of working.
This kind of operation only worked because my jewelry business depended entirely on my eyes.
All small traders live like this, though. If you get caught right away, what are you going to do?
âThank you for the advice, but is it really necessary? What I do isnât legal anyway.â
âIâm not stupid enough to report it to my benefactor.â
Somehow, the blue eyes under the glasses seemed to shine calmly.
Almost like a dog begging for praise.
So it would be nice if it just ended there. He slightly stained his ascetic and neat face.
âI⌠Iâm good.â (Heimdahl)
âI-I can do it at any time.â
⌠My imagination will run wild if you say it like that, with those eyes.
âHonest, Iâm really good at this. Itâs true.â
âWell, it doesnât matter either way.â
If the âVIPâ dragged him back out, Iâd see him again. What power would the sociopath have at this rate?
However, I donât want to have a long relationship with this man.
âThen do as you please.â (Syrinx)
Like I said, Iâm a person who can fly if the pot gets too hot around here.
A light price for being a little nosy.
Of course, it was a warning that he didnât have to actually pay for it, but he did not intend to stop coming and slogging through it.
Thatâs how I got my first regular patient.
< Syrinx, Iâm telling you to just be a healer. You wonât get caught! You wonât! >
I remembered Andrewâs words, and that I would rather sell fake jewelry than be a healer, but I shook my head inside.
Thereâs something I really need to find and Iâm just doing this because Iâm busy.
âBy the way, what are you going to do at night?â
Itâs an important thing.
I donât care how it sounded, I really didnât want to run into him if I could avoid it.
âWhat if he comes to see me, instead of you?â
Donât you get an answer just by thinking about the way you pushed the sword first?
âIâd like to not worry about a dagger in my back every night.â
âYou can knock out me.â
After much consideration, he took a serious approach.
ââŚhit me with a frying pan or the likeâŚ?â
âThatâs⌠Does it really not matter?â
He nodded gravely. Rather, he gave me some more advice. He told me to hit him before the dagger hit me. I thought the edges would be good.
âŚBut isnât it still his body?
âYou can handle that kind of thing without my permission.â
Looking at his intelligent eyes, I nodded slowly. Well then, if thatâs the caseâŚ
Well, itâs not exactly what I want to do.
But at least I donât have to face the cruel villain and madness from the original novel.
He promised to be careful.
Right⌠At least thatâs what I thought.
ââIâve seen this pattern somewhere.â
Did this man want to give me a fresh twist? Expectations for getting betrayed?
âThe âVIPâ is not creative.â
I groaned, staring at Heimdahl, who was rolling around on the floor.
âWhy do they have to look like the same person?â
Heimdahl was covered in blood again this time.
He was staring at me instead of fainting like last time.
Moreover, he was breathing hard into the ground.
I squatted in front of him and leaned my chin on his knee.
âYou werenât dragged today?â
âHa, that sneer, youâd better quit right now, miss.â
He must have noticed that I raised my words on purpose to scratch my insides.
This man was beaten by his teacher and abandoned in front of my house.
âWhy? Huh? Whatâs bothering you, child?â
âThe way you talk⌠ It bothers me.â
Heimdahlâs hand scratched at the floor. I groaned, unable to say much else.