In the afternoon, the three of them headed to Toto's shop together.
There was no one in the store except Sally because all the cakes had already been sold out.
“Welcome.”
Sally greeted them warmly.
“Sally, how are you?”
“Miss, I missed you!”
Emily greeted Sally warmly, making sure there was no one she didn't know among the residents.
Pete found Emily strange, as noble ladies rarely greeted commoners so friendly.
“It’s a bit messy because it just closed.”
Sally said shyly.
“It’s okay. I’ll take a look around the store.”
Pete looked around the store keenly. While he was inspecting the store, Sally seated Emily and Killian at a table by the window.
“I’ll bring you some tea.”
“I drank a lot of tea, so I’m fine. What about you?”
Killian also shook his head.
“Then I’ll bring you some water.”
As she spoke, Sally glanced at Killian. It was the first time in her life she'd seen someone so handsome. Suddenly, she looked like a lump of flour that Toto had kneaded.
Toto, who read Sally's gaze, fidgeted and took the tray she was holding.
“I’ll bring this to you.”
“Oh, it’s okay...”
Sally looked at the tray, leaving her hands with regretful eyes.
“How many cakes do you produce per day?”
Pete's voice came from the kitchen.
"During the day, I sell cakes at the shop, and at 3 p.m., I start making cakes to sell the next day. I think I make about 80 cakes over the course of 10 hours, almost nonstop."
“Can I make the cake the day before?”
“Yes, it’s okay until the next day.”
Hmm, Pete rubbed his chin.
"This quantity is too small to start a business. How much more could we increase production if we hired more employees?"
“Well, if you want to follow the conditions I told you at the mansion, you have to work while observing the employees’ working hours...”
Toto calculated hard in his head.
“I think 50 per person per day would be enough.”
With investment from the Starr and Sinope families, he could hire at least ten employees in the initial stages. This would increase his daily cake production by at least sixfold.
“I guess I’ll have to expand the store to accommodate the cakes.”
“There is a place I have looked into.”
They began to discuss various other things as well.
“Don’t you need a freezer to store the cake?”
Toto lowered his eyebrows in response to Killian's question.
"A freezer would be much better, but storing that many cakes would require a tremendous amount of magic stones."
“That’s not really a problem.”
Pete nodded beside Killian.
"You're referring to the magic mine owned by Starr? I just sorted and collected the things that couldn't be used as magic bullets, but I guess I can use them to make freezers."
“Can I really use that?”
Pete raised an eyebrow as Toto's eyes sparkled.
“But, we should definitely distribute the profits to the Starr family based on their investment, right?”
“Don’t worry about that part.”
As business talk began to get serious, Emily, who had returned, joined in and offered her opinions.
“Can we temporarily sell cakes in your club?”
“It doesn’t matter.”
Pete, who was listening from the side, also actively agreed.
"That's a good idea. Selling it as Sinope's specialty carrot cake would be a great promotional tool."
“Yes, I think it would be a good idea to promote Toto’s store together when it is renovated and reopened.”
“I guess I’ll have to think about how to distribute the cake.”
Pete, who had a rough idea of the important content, stood up.
“I will go to the capital tomorrow morning as I need some paperwork and permission to do something.”
The capital and Sinope were not far apart, so a round trip could easily be made in a day.
Sally was staring at Pete this time, her eyes wide. He was so intelligent and professional, he couldn't have looked more impressive.
Toto stood up again, feeling uneasy and blocking Sally's path.
“How long will it take?”
"You'll receive all the official documents within three days. If it takes longer, you can just pay for it."
He turned to Emily and Killian and said.
“I think I should go back to the mansion now to prepare before going to the capital tomorrow.”
“Do that. Thank you for your hard work.”
Pete, feeling better after Killian's acknowledgement, walked out of the store with light steps.
He left, and Emily checked her watch.
“We’ll have to get out of the way, too, so we can prepare the cake for tomorrow.”
Toto also checked his watch. It was already well past two o'clock.
“Thank you for coming today.”
“How many times a day do you say thank you?”
Emily smiled and got up from her seat with Killian.
Thanks to the good conversation, she thought she might be able to go up to the capital sooner than expected.
So, Emily came out of Toto's shop and found Grandma Juliet choosing fruit at the shop across the street.
“Huh? Grandma Juliet?”
“Do you know her?”
"Yes, she's Toto's grandmother. We're close friends, too. Can I briefly say hello to her?"
“Please do so.”
While Emily went to see Toto's grandmother, Killian planned to wait, leaning against the tree opposite.
"Grandma!"
“Oh my gosh!”
Grandma Juliet was startled by Emily's sudden arrival and cleared her throat.
“Hey! You can’t surprise an old man!”
“You didn’t want to see me?”
Emily asked with a bright smile on her face.
“I heard you got married. How did you get here?”
“I came to visit because I missed my grandmother.”
“You’re funny.”
But, as if she didn't mind Emily's antics, the smile never left Grandma Juliet's lips.
"By the way, tell me how you've been. I sometimes try to read your story in the paper, but my eyes are so drowsy."
"Nothing major happened. My marriage is going well and peacefully."
“Are you having a good married life?”
For some reason, Grandma didn't readily believe Emily's words. She squeezed Emily's hand and clicked her tongue.
“Do you remember Louis?”
Killian's hearing was several times more acute than that of most people. He pricked up his ears at the man's name, which came out of nowhere, and focused on the two women's conversation.
“Um, Louis?”
Emily definitely remembered him. She even looked a little embarrassed.
“That young master must still not have forgotten you because he has all your articles scrapbooked.”
Emily turned around briefly to check on Killian. He was too far away to hear them.
When Killian met Emily's eyes, he lifted his hat slightly in greeting, as if he were saying goodbye, as if he couldn't hear her and Toto's grandmother's conversation.
Feeling relieved, she turned around again and talked to Grandma Juliet.
“How did you know that Louis had scrapped the article?”
“My nephew is Louis’ personal servant. That’s how I found out.”
Louis was the youngest son of Baron Roman and his wife.
Although he loved Emily, he could not confess because of their different social status, and when Charles proposed marriage, he was almost sick with a fever.
But even if he didn't confess, people around him couldn't help but know that he had a crush on Emily.
“Is Louis not married yet?”
“Yeah, he's already 25.”
Baron Roman and his wife were embarrassed by their son's behavior and tried to find him a bride quickly, but it wasn't easy. With his unrequited love for Emily, who else would catch his eye?
“I guess I should pray that a good bride will appear soon.”
“Haha, if that young master finds out you’re here, he’ll probably get another heartache.”
"Well."
Emily smiled awkwardly and tried to quickly end the conversation.
“Anyway, I think I should go now. I came with some friends.”
“Yes, yes, before you go, come play in the carrot patch. I’ll make you some carrot soup.”
“Yes, thank you.”
Emily looked fed up with her grandmother still recommending tasteless carrot soup.
Killian straightened his back against the tree as he watched Emily say goodbye to Toto's grandmother.
"You said Louis. What kind of guy is he, scraping articles about other people's wives?"
Emily walked over brightly, unaware that Killian was thinking dark thoughts inside.
“Have you kept me waiting long? I’m sorry.”
"No."
Killian wanted to ask who Louis was, but held back. Judging by his title, "Master," he must be one of the few nobles in Sinope.
As long as it's not the son of the Baron and Baroness Roman, with whom they had dinner together. It seemed like they had taken good care of Emily, so how could he bury the son of such a couple alive?
"Before we head back to the mansion, can we stop by the art shop? It's a shop that also sells a few paintings. The owner and I have similar tastes, so I've bought a few paintings there."
Killian decided to follow her suggestion without much thought.
It was important to him to learn about Emily's tastes.
There was no one in the store except Sally because all the cakes had already been sold out.
“Welcome.”
Sally greeted them warmly.
“Sally, how are you?”
“Miss, I missed you!”
Emily greeted Sally warmly, making sure there was no one she didn't know among the residents.
Pete found Emily strange, as noble ladies rarely greeted commoners so friendly.
“It’s a bit messy because it just closed.”
Sally said shyly.
“It’s okay. I’ll take a look around the store.”
Pete looked around the store keenly. While he was inspecting the store, Sally seated Emily and Killian at a table by the window.
“I’ll bring you some tea.”
“I drank a lot of tea, so I’m fine. What about you?”
Killian also shook his head.
“Then I’ll bring you some water.”
As she spoke, Sally glanced at Killian. It was the first time in her life she'd seen someone so handsome. Suddenly, she looked like a lump of flour that Toto had kneaded.
Toto, who read Sally's gaze, fidgeted and took the tray she was holding.
“I’ll bring this to you.”
“Oh, it’s okay...”
Sally looked at the tray, leaving her hands with regretful eyes.
“How many cakes do you produce per day?”
Pete's voice came from the kitchen.
"During the day, I sell cakes at the shop, and at 3 p.m., I start making cakes to sell the next day. I think I make about 80 cakes over the course of 10 hours, almost nonstop."
“Can I make the cake the day before?”
“Yes, it’s okay until the next day.”
Hmm, Pete rubbed his chin.
"This quantity is too small to start a business. How much more could we increase production if we hired more employees?"
“Well, if you want to follow the conditions I told you at the mansion, you have to work while observing the employees’ working hours...”
Toto calculated hard in his head.
“I think 50 per person per day would be enough.”
With investment from the Starr and Sinope families, he could hire at least ten employees in the initial stages. This would increase his daily cake production by at least sixfold.
“I guess I’ll have to expand the store to accommodate the cakes.”
“There is a place I have looked into.”
They began to discuss various other things as well.
“Don’t you need a freezer to store the cake?”
Toto lowered his eyebrows in response to Killian's question.
"A freezer would be much better, but storing that many cakes would require a tremendous amount of magic stones."
“That’s not really a problem.”
Pete nodded beside Killian.
"You're referring to the magic mine owned by Starr? I just sorted and collected the things that couldn't be used as magic bullets, but I guess I can use them to make freezers."
“Can I really use that?”
Pete raised an eyebrow as Toto's eyes sparkled.
“But, we should definitely distribute the profits to the Starr family based on their investment, right?”
“Don’t worry about that part.”
As business talk began to get serious, Emily, who had returned, joined in and offered her opinions.
“Can we temporarily sell cakes in your club?”
“It doesn’t matter.”
Pete, who was listening from the side, also actively agreed.
"That's a good idea. Selling it as Sinope's specialty carrot cake would be a great promotional tool."
“Yes, I think it would be a good idea to promote Toto’s store together when it is renovated and reopened.”
“I guess I’ll have to think about how to distribute the cake.”
Pete, who had a rough idea of the important content, stood up.
“I will go to the capital tomorrow morning as I need some paperwork and permission to do something.”
The capital and Sinope were not far apart, so a round trip could easily be made in a day.
Sally was staring at Pete this time, her eyes wide. He was so intelligent and professional, he couldn't have looked more impressive.
Toto stood up again, feeling uneasy and blocking Sally's path.
“How long will it take?”
"You'll receive all the official documents within three days. If it takes longer, you can just pay for it."
He turned to Emily and Killian and said.
“I think I should go back to the mansion now to prepare before going to the capital tomorrow.”
“Do that. Thank you for your hard work.”
Pete, feeling better after Killian's acknowledgement, walked out of the store with light steps.
He left, and Emily checked her watch.
“We’ll have to get out of the way, too, so we can prepare the cake for tomorrow.”
Toto also checked his watch. It was already well past two o'clock.
“Thank you for coming today.”
“How many times a day do you say thank you?”
Emily smiled and got up from her seat with Killian.
Thanks to the good conversation, she thought she might be able to go up to the capital sooner than expected.
So, Emily came out of Toto's shop and found Grandma Juliet choosing fruit at the shop across the street.
“Huh? Grandma Juliet?”
“Do you know her?”
"Yes, she's Toto's grandmother. We're close friends, too. Can I briefly say hello to her?"
“Please do so.”
While Emily went to see Toto's grandmother, Killian planned to wait, leaning against the tree opposite.
"Grandma!"
“Oh my gosh!”
Grandma Juliet was startled by Emily's sudden arrival and cleared her throat.
“Hey! You can’t surprise an old man!”
“You didn’t want to see me?”
Emily asked with a bright smile on her face.
“I heard you got married. How did you get here?”
“I came to visit because I missed my grandmother.”
“You’re funny.”
But, as if she didn't mind Emily's antics, the smile never left Grandma Juliet's lips.
"By the way, tell me how you've been. I sometimes try to read your story in the paper, but my eyes are so drowsy."
"Nothing major happened. My marriage is going well and peacefully."
“Are you having a good married life?”
For some reason, Grandma didn't readily believe Emily's words. She squeezed Emily's hand and clicked her tongue.
“Do you remember Louis?”
Killian's hearing was several times more acute than that of most people. He pricked up his ears at the man's name, which came out of nowhere, and focused on the two women's conversation.
“Um, Louis?”
Emily definitely remembered him. She even looked a little embarrassed.
“That young master must still not have forgotten you because he has all your articles scrapbooked.”
Emily turned around briefly to check on Killian. He was too far away to hear them.
When Killian met Emily's eyes, he lifted his hat slightly in greeting, as if he were saying goodbye, as if he couldn't hear her and Toto's grandmother's conversation.
Feeling relieved, she turned around again and talked to Grandma Juliet.
“How did you know that Louis had scrapped the article?”
“My nephew is Louis’ personal servant. That’s how I found out.”
Louis was the youngest son of Baron Roman and his wife.
Although he loved Emily, he could not confess because of their different social status, and when Charles proposed marriage, he was almost sick with a fever.
But even if he didn't confess, people around him couldn't help but know that he had a crush on Emily.
“Is Louis not married yet?”
“Yeah, he's already 25.”
Baron Roman and his wife were embarrassed by their son's behavior and tried to find him a bride quickly, but it wasn't easy. With his unrequited love for Emily, who else would catch his eye?
“I guess I should pray that a good bride will appear soon.”
“Haha, if that young master finds out you’re here, he’ll probably get another heartache.”
"Well."
Emily smiled awkwardly and tried to quickly end the conversation.
“Anyway, I think I should go now. I came with some friends.”
“Yes, yes, before you go, come play in the carrot patch. I’ll make you some carrot soup.”
“Yes, thank you.”
Emily looked fed up with her grandmother still recommending tasteless carrot soup.
Killian straightened his back against the tree as he watched Emily say goodbye to Toto's grandmother.
"You said Louis. What kind of guy is he, scraping articles about other people's wives?"
Emily walked over brightly, unaware that Killian was thinking dark thoughts inside.
“Have you kept me waiting long? I’m sorry.”
"No."
Killian wanted to ask who Louis was, but held back. Judging by his title, "Master," he must be one of the few nobles in Sinope.
As long as it's not the son of the Baron and Baroness Roman, with whom they had dinner together. It seemed like they had taken good care of Emily, so how could he bury the son of such a couple alive?
"Before we head back to the mansion, can we stop by the art shop? It's a shop that also sells a few paintings. The owner and I have similar tastes, so I've bought a few paintings there."
Killian decided to follow her suggestion without much thought.
It was important to him to learn about Emily's tastes.
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