“Did Mr. Henry quit his job?”
“I came to see that handsome young man, but what a pity.”
“Last time, the male employee explained things to me in detail, but this employee’s attitude is really bad.”
Judith put her hand to her forehead. Sales didn’t drop drastically without Henry, but there were quite a few complaints. There was also a lot of disappointment.
Even though they didn't know where they were, they knew where they were. Judith and Ryan were twice as frantic when one hand was missing.
When I was thinking about hiring another clerk, I was concerned that Ryan was a Shartin.
Ryan may look like an imperial person, but if you stick with him all day, you never know. You might start to doubt Ryan.
'I wonder where the incense is made and brought from, and it would be troublesome if I dug into it for no reason.'
It was hard to find a clerk like Henry who could be trusted, even though he knew everything about the group of godmothers who lived with Judith.
'I guess I'll have to go to work at the store and try to reduce the number of candles I buy.'
Her thoughts were tangled like a ball of yarn. The priest was making things complicated by talking about vampires and such, the new product was a failure, and the trusted employee was leaving.
Of all the events, Judith was most affected by Henry's return to the police force.
“Ah, Sir Henry.”
Judith absentmindedly called Henry's name.
'... What was the relationship between Miss Harrington and Sir Henry?'
And Ryan was a total thorn in the side. Ryan glanced at Judith, who was missing Henry and glanced at Erne, who was standing in the corner of the store and looking at Judith.
He was burning coldly with a very indifferent expression.
'Hey, come on, show some sense.'
However, it was a bit awkward to get involved between the man and the woman. Ryan tried hard to ignore Judith and Erne and focus on his work.
“If anyone saw you, they would think Henry was your husband, Miss Harrington.”
“If anyone asks, just say that he is my husband’s friend.”
“Isn’t that weird? Why are you calling your husband’s friend so desperately?”
“Because I miss him so much?”
“...”
Yeah, how could I have a normal conversation with her? Erne shook his head briefly. He knows. That's why Judith misses Henry.
Erne couldn't help Judith in the same way as Henry, because he can't change a person's personality overnight.
'It would be more helpful to go to the arena.'
But that wasn't the kind of help Judith wanted right now. She knew that no clerk was as trustworthy as Henry, but it wasn't very pleasant to see Judith yearning for Henry so desperately.
“Even if you miss him so much, Henry won’t come back.”
“I know, I know... but why do I think I see Sir Henry?”
Judith, who was looking outside the store through the open door while talking to Erne, rubbed her eyes. Erne's eyes also narrowed. The man who had just entered the store was definitely Henry, no matter where he looked.
“Why are you here at this hour?”
“Ugh, what is that smell?”
“It smells like Sir Wesley.”
“That’s because I couldn’t wash for two days while I was in hiding.”
Henry felt dizzy from the musty smell. Working with men who smelled musty after being used to dealing with clean customers in a fragrant space was a very difficult task.
'How did my past self-work?'
How did he work? He worked under duress. He had no great interest in swordsmanship, but he became a knight through money and connections, and after wandering around here and there, he was assigned to the police force.
Henry's will was not reflected in the least.
'Stop it?'
Henry touched his left chest. He always lived with a resignation letter on one side of his chest. Was it time to take it out?
'If you work until retirement age, you can even get a pension.'
It's not that the job doesn't suit his aptitude, but the job itself was fine.
'But will I be able to last here until retirement?'
Henry's worries deepened and deepened again.
'This won't work, I need to get some advice.'
What do you do when you can't decide between this and that? It's fortune-telling.
At that moment, a powerful psychic who could even guess whether the unborn child was a boy or a girl popped into Henry's head.
Yes, he had been hit by Tan once, but he was still a fortune-teller. He took a vacation right away and went to see a psychic.
“A psychic who reads one’s fortune with a crystal ball? That’s amazing.”
There was Judith's shop on the way, so Henry stopped by to see her face.
But unexpectedly, Judith volunteered to go with Henry to get his fortune told.
There is a fortune teller nearby, but she heard he is not trustworthy and his godmother is not the type of medium who reads fortunes.
“But Ma’am, didn’t you say that you don’t usually get fortunes told?”
“Yes, I don’t watch it because I feel it’s a waste of money, but these days I want to know about the future.”
Judith originally did not believe in fortune-telling, but she was so anxious that she was desperate.
In her previous life, she considered fortune-telling and divination to be all commercialism.
But living in a place where curses are real, she started to wonder if maybe fortune telling was valid.
Of course, if she watches Henry's fortune telling from the side and it seems to be correct, she will ask for it then.
“Okay, let’s see, let’s see.”
The medium who gave fortune telling with a crystal ball was an old woman as old as the godmother.
A slightly bent but still mobile waist, sharp eyes, long nails, and even a black cat sleeping stretched out inside the tent.
Judith's anticipation rose at the sight of a very typical capable witch.
“Hmm, what is this? It looks like fire.”
The old woman stroked the crystal ball and let out a slow, sighing sound.
“It’s a candle.”
Oh my. Judith and Henry clenched their teeth to hide their surprised expressions. Erne, who had no intention of seeing the fortune but had simply followed Judith, also wiggled his eyebrows.
“A candle, a candle that never goes out.”
“What does that mean?”
“Follow the candles. Then everything will work out well. You are the kind of person who can’t stick to one thing and work hard.”
The medium advised him to do something that involves moving around or constantly changing people.
“And this side.”
The old woman's sharp eyes turned to Judith.
“I haven’t had my fortune told yet.”
“If you sit there, you can see everything.”
The old woman was stubborn.
“Hmm? What is this?”
The old woman, who had been caressing the crystal ball with her eyes closed, tilted her head to the side.
“Why? Do you see anything bad?”
“I see a white box with a hole in the middle. You are cleaning it very diligently.”
What? Are you saying I'll have to clean a lot from now on? Judith tilted her head like an old woman.
“Oh, that pure white light, yes, it’s a young one, a young one.”
“Are you young?”
“You are a precious child.”
The old woman opened her eyes and looked at Erne next to Judith. Some people were suspicious of Henry and Judith's relationship when they were sitting next to each other.
But the old woman immediately guessed that Judith's match was Erne as if the words "the dragon" were true.
“It’s new life.”
"Yes?"
There was no further explanation, but everyone there understood right away: Judith was going to have a baby.
“Congratulations, Ma’am. Congratulations, Erne.”
Henry clapped his hands brightly and congratulated them.
Hey, Sir Henry, can we just congratulate you?
“It doesn’t happen.”
Tsk, you're not a psychic at all. You have to do something to create a new life. It can't just happen without doing anything. What's this nonsense about smoke rising from a chimney?
“It should happen.”
The old woman spoke, looking between Erne and Judith.
“If a new life is born, the troubles that are plaguing you now will be solved. And what else won’t be born?”
The old woman who had been complaining pursed her lips.
“If you make up your mind to do it, you can do it. Even today. What’s so hard about two grown men and women? Let’s do it today.”
What do you want me to do?
Judith waved her hand, saying no. Erne coughed loudly, showing his discomfort.
“New life is already coming, so if you just put in a little effort, it will happen.”
The old woman spoke, not caring at all about Judith and Erne's reactions.
“It’s a ramp, congratulations.”
No, Sir Henry has been congratulating her and making a fuss since earlier. Judith just kept repeating no with a red face.
Regardless, the old woman placed her hand on the crystal ball.
“Hmm, yes, I see a pure white light. I’m sure there’s new life between the two of you.”
Erne was speechless and just opened his mouth. He didn't do anything, and nothing would happen, so what about a new life? Even though they sleep in the same bed and practically hug each other.
“They said you were brave, but you weren’t.”
“I agree.”
As soon as they left the medium's tent, Judith and Erne shook their heads, saying that it was nonsense. When the two said that the medium was a complete fraud, Henry, who had been taken in by the medium's words, became sullen.
“But if a new life comes along, please tell me.”
“It won’t happen, it won’t happen, you punk. Get out of here. That seems to be your fate.”
“Candles, catalogs, premium lines.”
The priest boy was lost in thought as he looked at the parcel that had been sent from the upper reaches of Ouz.
Things that seem to exist in this world but aren't.
“Didn’t the owner say this was his first time doing something like this?”
A marketing strategy that even people who have been in business for decades are hearing for the first time, and Erne died and came back to life.
He sent him the item that Judith was selling at the top of Ouz, but he was too busy working on Lionel at the time to open it.
If he had known there would be so many interesting items inside, he would have opened it sooner.
“Seasonal limited edition, new fall/winter products.”
The words F/W season come to mind naturally, but am I mistaken?
“I have a lot of questions, so I guess I’ll have to check them one by one.”
“I came to see that handsome young man, but what a pity.”
“Last time, the male employee explained things to me in detail, but this employee’s attitude is really bad.”
Judith put her hand to her forehead. Sales didn’t drop drastically without Henry, but there were quite a few complaints. There was also a lot of disappointment.
Even though they didn't know where they were, they knew where they were. Judith and Ryan were twice as frantic when one hand was missing.
When I was thinking about hiring another clerk, I was concerned that Ryan was a Shartin.
Ryan may look like an imperial person, but if you stick with him all day, you never know. You might start to doubt Ryan.
'I wonder where the incense is made and brought from, and it would be troublesome if I dug into it for no reason.'
It was hard to find a clerk like Henry who could be trusted, even though he knew everything about the group of godmothers who lived with Judith.
'I guess I'll have to go to work at the store and try to reduce the number of candles I buy.'
Her thoughts were tangled like a ball of yarn. The priest was making things complicated by talking about vampires and such, the new product was a failure, and the trusted employee was leaving.
Of all the events, Judith was most affected by Henry's return to the police force.
“Ah, Sir Henry.”
Judith absentmindedly called Henry's name.
'... What was the relationship between Miss Harrington and Sir Henry?'
And Ryan was a total thorn in the side. Ryan glanced at Judith, who was missing Henry and glanced at Erne, who was standing in the corner of the store and looking at Judith.
He was burning coldly with a very indifferent expression.
'Hey, come on, show some sense.'
However, it was a bit awkward to get involved between the man and the woman. Ryan tried hard to ignore Judith and Erne and focus on his work.
“If anyone saw you, they would think Henry was your husband, Miss Harrington.”
“If anyone asks, just say that he is my husband’s friend.”
“Isn’t that weird? Why are you calling your husband’s friend so desperately?”
“Because I miss him so much?”
“...”
Yeah, how could I have a normal conversation with her? Erne shook his head briefly. He knows. That's why Judith misses Henry.
Erne couldn't help Judith in the same way as Henry, because he can't change a person's personality overnight.
'It would be more helpful to go to the arena.'
But that wasn't the kind of help Judith wanted right now. She knew that no clerk was as trustworthy as Henry, but it wasn't very pleasant to see Judith yearning for Henry so desperately.
“Even if you miss him so much, Henry won’t come back.”
“I know, I know... but why do I think I see Sir Henry?”
Judith, who was looking outside the store through the open door while talking to Erne, rubbed her eyes. Erne's eyes also narrowed. The man who had just entered the store was definitely Henry, no matter where he looked.
“Why are you here at this hour?”
***
“Ugh, what is that smell?”
“It smells like Sir Wesley.”
“That’s because I couldn’t wash for two days while I was in hiding.”
Henry felt dizzy from the musty smell. Working with men who smelled musty after being used to dealing with clean customers in a fragrant space was a very difficult task.
'How did my past self-work?'
How did he work? He worked under duress. He had no great interest in swordsmanship, but he became a knight through money and connections, and after wandering around here and there, he was assigned to the police force.
Henry's will was not reflected in the least.
'Stop it?'
Henry touched his left chest. He always lived with a resignation letter on one side of his chest. Was it time to take it out?
'If you work until retirement age, you can even get a pension.'
It's not that the job doesn't suit his aptitude, but the job itself was fine.
'But will I be able to last here until retirement?'
Henry's worries deepened and deepened again.
'This won't work, I need to get some advice.'
What do you do when you can't decide between this and that? It's fortune-telling.
At that moment, a powerful psychic who could even guess whether the unborn child was a boy or a girl popped into Henry's head.
Yes, he had been hit by Tan once, but he was still a fortune-teller. He took a vacation right away and went to see a psychic.
“A psychic who reads one’s fortune with a crystal ball? That’s amazing.”
There was Judith's shop on the way, so Henry stopped by to see her face.
But unexpectedly, Judith volunteered to go with Henry to get his fortune told.
There is a fortune teller nearby, but she heard he is not trustworthy and his godmother is not the type of medium who reads fortunes.
“But Ma’am, didn’t you say that you don’t usually get fortunes told?”
“Yes, I don’t watch it because I feel it’s a waste of money, but these days I want to know about the future.”
Judith originally did not believe in fortune-telling, but she was so anxious that she was desperate.
In her previous life, she considered fortune-telling and divination to be all commercialism.
But living in a place where curses are real, she started to wonder if maybe fortune telling was valid.
Of course, if she watches Henry's fortune telling from the side and it seems to be correct, she will ask for it then.
***
“Okay, let’s see, let’s see.”
The medium who gave fortune telling with a crystal ball was an old woman as old as the godmother.
A slightly bent but still mobile waist, sharp eyes, long nails, and even a black cat sleeping stretched out inside the tent.
Judith's anticipation rose at the sight of a very typical capable witch.
“Hmm, what is this? It looks like fire.”
The old woman stroked the crystal ball and let out a slow, sighing sound.
“It’s a candle.”
Oh my. Judith and Henry clenched their teeth to hide their surprised expressions. Erne, who had no intention of seeing the fortune but had simply followed Judith, also wiggled his eyebrows.
“A candle, a candle that never goes out.”
“What does that mean?”
“Follow the candles. Then everything will work out well. You are the kind of person who can’t stick to one thing and work hard.”
The medium advised him to do something that involves moving around or constantly changing people.
“And this side.”
The old woman's sharp eyes turned to Judith.
“I haven’t had my fortune told yet.”
“If you sit there, you can see everything.”
The old woman was stubborn.
“Hmm? What is this?”
The old woman, who had been caressing the crystal ball with her eyes closed, tilted her head to the side.
“Why? Do you see anything bad?”
“I see a white box with a hole in the middle. You are cleaning it very diligently.”
What? Are you saying I'll have to clean a lot from now on? Judith tilted her head like an old woman.
“Oh, that pure white light, yes, it’s a young one, a young one.”
“Are you young?”
“You are a precious child.”
The old woman opened her eyes and looked at Erne next to Judith. Some people were suspicious of Henry and Judith's relationship when they were sitting next to each other.
But the old woman immediately guessed that Judith's match was Erne as if the words "the dragon" were true.
“It’s new life.”
"Yes?"
There was no further explanation, but everyone there understood right away: Judith was going to have a baby.
“Congratulations, Ma’am. Congratulations, Erne.”
Henry clapped his hands brightly and congratulated them.
Hey, Sir Henry, can we just congratulate you?
“It doesn’t happen.”
Tsk, you're not a psychic at all. You have to do something to create a new life. It can't just happen without doing anything. What's this nonsense about smoke rising from a chimney?
“It should happen.”
The old woman spoke, looking between Erne and Judith.
“If a new life is born, the troubles that are plaguing you now will be solved. And what else won’t be born?”
The old woman who had been complaining pursed her lips.
“If you make up your mind to do it, you can do it. Even today. What’s so hard about two grown men and women? Let’s do it today.”
What do you want me to do?
Judith waved her hand, saying no. Erne coughed loudly, showing his discomfort.
“New life is already coming, so if you just put in a little effort, it will happen.”
The old woman spoke, not caring at all about Judith and Erne's reactions.
“It’s a ramp, congratulations.”
No, Sir Henry has been congratulating her and making a fuss since earlier. Judith just kept repeating no with a red face.
Regardless, the old woman placed her hand on the crystal ball.
“Hmm, yes, I see a pure white light. I’m sure there’s new life between the two of you.”
Erne was speechless and just opened his mouth. He didn't do anything, and nothing would happen, so what about a new life? Even though they sleep in the same bed and practically hug each other.
“They said you were brave, but you weren’t.”
“I agree.”
As soon as they left the medium's tent, Judith and Erne shook their heads, saying that it was nonsense. When the two said that the medium was a complete fraud, Henry, who had been taken in by the medium's words, became sullen.
“But if a new life comes along, please tell me.”
“It won’t happen, it won’t happen, you punk. Get out of here. That seems to be your fate.”
***
“Candles, catalogs, premium lines.”
The priest boy was lost in thought as he looked at the parcel that had been sent from the upper reaches of Ouz.
Things that seem to exist in this world but aren't.
“Didn’t the owner say this was his first time doing something like this?”
A marketing strategy that even people who have been in business for decades are hearing for the first time, and Erne died and came back to life.
He sent him the item that Judith was selling at the top of Ouz, but he was too busy working on Lionel at the time to open it.
If he had known there would be so many interesting items inside, he would have opened it sooner.
“Seasonal limited edition, new fall/winter products.”
The words F/W season come to mind naturally, but am I mistaken?
“I have a lot of questions, so I guess I’ll have to check them one by one.”
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