Amethyst headed off to the house where the workers were lodged. The workers had left for the day, and the house was completely empty. Amethyst began to clean the premises. She had hoped the ashen-haired man might still be here, recovering, but it seemed that he went off with the other workers. She wondered how he was. She had even brought some medicinal items with her, just in case. Thinking about the mysterious man, she finished her work.
She would periodically open and close the front door to make sure it wasnât broken. The bells chimed merrily, indicating everything worked perfectly. So why did she not have any customers? It had been another several days, and still no one had come, except Pauline and Erina, who made it their duty to come daily. Her stomach roiled with a mix of fear and disappointment.
She had heard that not everyone was suited to go into business themselves, and it appeared she was one of them. Was she ruined? She should have just used the money she had been given to live comfortably and not worry that she had wasted her time with a failed business.
She thought of the cooking shows she once liked to watch and the things that made those restaurants successful. She decided to go over the menu first.
The fruit teas had been her specialty. However, the ingredients were all things that could easily be purchased, and the recipe was not hard to produce, so people could make the same thing at home. So why would they want to buy it here? She needed something unique on her menu. Something you couldnât get anywhere else. Amethystâs mind was drawing a blank, until she remembered something she had seen.
Behind the Veolense mansion, just off of the property, there was a grove of fruit trees. They produced a small orange fruit that she had not seen at any of the markets. She needed to see if the fruit was edible and how it tasted.
âThanks! Youâre the only one who looks out for me,â Amethyst said.
âMe too, Auntie!! Me too!!â Erina insisted.
âYes, yes! Erina, you are the best!â Amethyst patted Erinaâs head. âPauline, are the forests below the mountain at the back of the mansion the landlordâs property?â
Pauline thought about it and said, âProbably not. If it was his, then the workers wouldnât be able to enter them at their leisure. Everyone goes into the forest to pick wild plants and mushrooms. Why do you ask?â
âI was just curious.â
âCarol, if you decide to go into the forests, just make sure you donât go in too deep. There are stories of people who donât return if they get too close to the mountain.â
âWhat do you mean people havenât returned?â This news made Amethyst nervous.
âNo one knows. Maybe they got lost. All I know is that everyone is scared to go deep into the forest.â
The Veolense mansion wasnât far, but since she couldnât trespass across the property, she needed to take the long way around to get to the grove. The sun wasnât overly high in the sky and there was a cool breeze, so the hike was quite pleasant.
Thinking about Paulineâs warning she wanted to make sure that she didnât get lost. She tied red ribbons to the branches of the trees as she headed into the forest, leaving a trail she could follow to get back out.