Kun’s sunken purple eyes stared at Carson. “Do you want to start a fight?”
“It was a mistake.”
“If you’re going to lie, try to be more sincere.”
“My mana fluctuates because you’re trying to write down strange things in your notebook. Did you cast magic on me?”
“Are you saying it’s my fault?”
“Then isn’t it?”
It was a fight that seemed to never end.
Carson’s reaction became a little serious.
The ‘Good Man Ideal Operation’ didn’t seem to work as well as I thought. But I thought I tried my best.
As expected, was the harsh response the answer? I left them alone and gently pushed Hans away, standing in front of the door. Then I left the club room staring at Carson from afar and spoke to myself.
“Bad Caon.”
Thudㅡ
Now that I’ve said this, they won’t fight anymore. Finally, after removing the cause of chaos, I took Hans to an empty classroom.
“So why did you find me?”
Hans couldn’t speak out easily. I was wondering what was taking him so long to speak, but something popped into my mind.
“Do you have anything to say about the hoarding case?”
“Oh, no, that’s not it. Thanks to you, I’m earning a decent amount of money.”
Hans pulled a black mask out of his pocket and glanced bitterly at it. “What do you think? I get more confident when I wear this mask.”
“Wow, congratulations. You must have found your talent.”
“Haha. I’m kidding!”
“It’s not a joke.”
Perhaps it was not a lie that wearing a mask boosts his self-confidence, Hans spoke in a more relaxed tone.
“Actually, I want to suggest something to you.”
“Suggest?”
“You said you won’t make sweat suppressants for a while. Don’t you have any plans to reconsider it?”
“Well…”
“Right now, the product is at its peak, and it’s a waste to miss this opportunity. Don’t you think so?”
Hans spoke pleadingly, but it was not particularly appealing. There were two reasons why I wanted to sell sweat suppressants in the first place.
To help Hans, who’s experiencing financial difficulties at the moment. And to raise funds to become independent after I graduate from the academy.
Their business has quickly returned to normal since it started the distribution of my sweat suppressants.
Rather, there are more places to open transactions, paving the way for further growth.
I thought this was enough to help them. The money I’d receive from the sweat suppressant… I don’t know how much it would be because it hasn’t been settled yet.
At first, I acted impatiently because I thought that I had to earn money to become independent.
But later, when I thought about it again, there was still a lot left until graduation.
As long as I have a variety of recipes, I don’t need to rush to save money.
Then Hans spoke with a serious tone. “Leen. You’ve already told me that the main ingredient in making the sweat suppressant is Dao Tranto.”
“So what?”
“I mean if you reject my proposal, we can research and release it separately at the top.”
“Do it.”
His eyes exposed on his mask trembled at Leen’s concise answer. He didn’t know she would simply answer like this.
Even if I said that the Hans I knew would not have done such a thing. It wasn’t that I didn’t understand why he was making such an ignorant threat. He must have been that way because he didn’t want to miss such an opportunity.
But… For me, the recipe for sweat suppressants wasn’t that precious. That’s why I openly told him which herbs were the main ingredients.
It’s a recipe I made when I was only five or six years old.
If alchemy was added, I could create countless things that were incomparable to a sweat suppressant.
The only thing I haven’t made so far when I was so determined to make it was the medicine to cure my parents’ illness.
I’d be offended if someone else made money with what I made, but that’s it.
Moreover, for the development of herbal medicine, some degree of disclosure was considered essential.
Hans suddenly shouted, perhaps thinking that the situation was going weird. “Logistics!”
“…?”
Exclaiming suddenly, I stared at him with a question in my head, because it was the first time I’d ever heard of it.
“Your sweat suppressant, how about using our top’s logistics?”
“That’s…”
What is he doing? Don’t talk about things only you know!
When Hans saw my crumpled expression, he spoke and began to explain. “Simply put, the procurement and production of raw materials. The planning and execution of goods to flow to the consumer as efficiently as possible.”
Hans took a deep breath for a moment. Then he raised his thumb and pointed at himself.
“Our top will do that for you!”
A look of tension was evident. I rolled my eyes and thought. That was the gist of it…
“If it was another top, they would have told you to sell the recipe. But our top will share some of the profits if you only share your recipe.”
“…Well.”
“I promise you confidentiality and a generous share rate under my name. We will procure and manufacture materials and sell products. You get money just by sitting down.”
Hans made a circle with his thumb and forefinger as he spoke. “What do you think? Don’t you like it?”
I hesitated… It’s not because I don’t want to tell Hans the recipe, but because I wonder if it’s okay to make money so easily like this.
As if noticing my thoughts, Hans secretly whispered something in my ear. It was the expected profit to fall for me.
I erased the hesitant expression on my face and smiled softly.
“So, did you bring the contract and the seal?”
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Meanwhile, in the club room where the three men were left behind.
“Hah! Bad Caon, how can you even pronounce it so cute?”
Surprisingly, Carson wasn’t hit as hard as Leen thought he would. He was indeed acting quietly being as calm as possible according to her ideal type.
Wasn’t it true that my personality was bad? It’s good that the word ‘Bad Caon’ was meant to stop the fight rather than being sincere.
The heat seemed to fill his face as he thought of Leen, who must have been satisfied with her choice of words.
‘Oh my! There’s no other cuteness in this world…’
It was also a pleasure for me to fall for Leen’s obvious trick. I even felt relaxed because I knew she liked my face.
Above all, Kun was making a fuss in front of Leen, but staying still was too unreasonable.
In the name of jealousy, we have to fight at least a little bit. As Kun reached Carson’s field of view, his eyes grew cold.
“You said you were paying back the favor.”
At Carson’s voice, Kun looked back at him. The two eyes meet sharply in the air.
How much time has passed? Carson, who took his gaze off him, sat on the sofa and crossed his long legs. Then he smiled slowly.
“You’re just a temporary slave bastard. I want you to keep your position in mind… These days, I feel like you’re trying to build a relationship with Leen that goes beyond that.”
To treat the Prince of an Empire as a slave. It was something that only Carson could say. However, as he said, Fjord and Kun did not feel a sense of incongruity.
“It’s a matter of interrupting you…”
Kun, who was about to say ‘No’, stopped talking.
Carson’s eyes looking at him were different. This was not the first time he had a staring fight with him. It was the eyes he had encountered countless times since he entered the club room. But this time something was different.
Surely there was a smile on his lips. No, maybe that’s why it feels more different.
At first glance, I could feel the madness in his calm eyes. And a chill suddenly ran down my spine. He didn’t seem to care about his status at all.
Really, it’s really… I had a feeling that if he made up his mind, he would kill me without any hesitation.
Even though it’s not a matter that would only end with my death, that could escalate into a war between the two Empires.
Carson was truly a madman. Maybe more than the rumors.
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“Leen!”
Hans was busy breathing heavily after arriving in front of me, perhaps out of breath while running. I briefly rebuked Hans like that.
“You’re late.”
“Hehe, sorry. I’m a little late in writing the letter.”
“Did you have that much to write about? I just wrote whatever came to mind.”
At the Arena Academy, students finishing their first year, write a letter to submit to the academy.
And the letters would be returned to each student when they graduated. In other words, it’s a letter for our future selves.
Hans smiled with his eyes twinkling. “It’s something we’ll see after graduating. I calculated and wrote down the capital size at the top and the expected growth rate in the future. I wonder if my prediction will be right.”
…Wow!
“It could have taken a long time.”
“Leen, are you going to submit it with this?”
Hans looked anxious as he saw the report and medicine bottle in my hand.
“Why? What’s the problem?”
What do you mean? Making such a crumpled expression after finishing making the letter and was about to submit it?
“It’s not practical.”
“…Is this impractical? Go to the Moto-club and ask, is this really impractical?”
(T/N: Mosquito torture club, Mo-To-Club.)
“Of course, Motoclub kids will definitely like it. That’s a mosquito repellent.”
The mosquito repellent I have now was the result of a group assignment given by Professor George the other day.
The development of medicine went through my hands from start to finish.
But Hans also took care of the supplies and reports of the herbs I needed, so I made enough for one person.
Rather, it was much more convenient for me to proceed this way.
However, maybe it was because I made it myself, or was it disappointing that it was not good medicine for business such as a sweat suppressant?
Hans seemed to have lost his love for medicine.
“How revolutionary is this? Yeah. Even the ingredients are very cheap and easy to make.”
“It’s a matter of whether anyone uses it.”
The professor didn’t necessarily tell me to come up with practical medicine.
As expected, it must have been a disappointment not being able to sell this.
I paused and explained the significance of mosquito repellent. “Hans, don’t act like a businessman and consider it. Don’t you think it makes sense that there’s no mosquito repellent in a world with monster repellents? I am trying to correct that mistake.”
Hans laughed at my serious tone. “Pfftㅡ haha, you’re so serious about loathing mosquitoes?”
I stared at Hans, who burst out laughing with tears. I don’t know where the funny part was that he kept laughing. Wouldn’t it be more difficult to find someone who likes mosquitoes?
Around that time he stopped laughing. I calmly opened my lips and prayed for Hans’ peaceful sleep.
“I hope it bothers you because of mosquitoes buzzing endlessly in your ears when you’re going to sleep.
.
You tried to ignore it and sleep, but couldn’t stand it and woke up, but the mosquito has already disappeared.
.
After a long struggle, you managed to catch a mosquito, but the mosquito blood had already stained your colored wallpaper.
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After that, when you controlled your anger and went back to sleep, another hidden one appeared and the second battle began.
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I hope you fall into such an endless loop and stay with mosquitoes forever.”
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