"Good for, good for, good for, good for, good for, good for, good for!

"Pheeeeeeeeeeeee!

We brothers and sisters hug each other disappointingly as soon as we get out of the exam venue.

There was a bigger surprise here than some kind of practical exam.

"Welcome back...!

Oh, my God.

My sister wasn't crying.

No, my eyes are red, so I'm pretty sure I was crying until just now, but now he's welcoming me in with a smile.

"Heh heh. Al. Praise Phee, huh? It would be better to welcome you with a smile, but Al would be delighted, so if I said so, I could do it right."

"Whoa! That's great, Fee!

"Eh heh heh...! Phew, good luck! Oh, my God!

I don't need to be told! I stroke your sister.

And a kiss I promised you.

I think I paid in advance, but I wouldn't mind.

"Fee, you're a really good kid! Good lady!

Chiu.

"Hauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

He didn't expect a kiss, and his sister starts to get bored.

"Yan, yay!

And My Angel twists and twists with both hands on her cheeks.

"Yay, yay, yay!

Are you in a good mood, pretending to be a bum?

"I did, but the fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-

Whoa. Did you react to that word?

"Heh heh. Let's have a nice day, I always say."

Looks like it was my mother's wisdom.

Well, Phee will definitely be a good woman in the future.

My Sister keeps dancing in a good mood.

Should I hug you or keep watching your loving dance like this? It's a troubling situation.

........

And at some point, right next to me, the master standing perfectly close to me.

Do you care about the appearance of the exam?

"There are no problems with both measurements and writing. I tried playing it, but I hit the clam."

"...... hmm. Good luck."

A little palm strokes my head.

Honestly glad. Perhaps the best consolation.

"Meeeeeeee! You did it, Phew! I'll give you a compliment!

My sister, who was supposed to be dancing joy, seemed to realize what we were doing for a purpose.

My sister breaks in between me and Abel.

I'm so angry with you, I'll even try to get MySister to stroke you.

"Bye, Phee. Can you do me a favor?

"Eh heh heh...! Not at all, very well! Why?!

Mm-hmm. The sister who strokes me looks happy.

This girl loves to be sweet, but I've been thinking lately that she likes being sweet too.

If me and Fee were in the opposite position - that is, if we were sisters and brothers, we would surely have been drowned enough to choke on this daughter.

(Ahhh... I don't care if I pass the seventh grade or not. I'm just happy with Fee and Abel stroking my head.)

I put it up on the shelf that you could stroke me because I came to the exam, and I squealed like that with my heart.

And here we are. Shorcina Chamber of Commerce.

It's been an unchanged festival, above all.

Anyway, it's the only store that's familiar with me, it's the store that I know of Abel, and it's the store that I'm entrusting the merchandise to. I can't help wishing for prosperity from both sides: in-laws and profits.

Not to mention now, the Shorcina Chamber of Commerce is very large.

The three-story building is a bit of a department store.

The making is very robust but not wild and beautiful. This seems to be because it was one of the leading dwarves in this genre that was responsible for everything from design to architecture.

He's a very bigoted person, and he's not supposed to take the job inside, but you think he took it at Abel's mouth? There was also talk that the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce here was increasingly inclined to my mentor.

I was personally attracted to the explanation that it was a building with better earthquake resistance than the beauty of its appearance.

Because I'm a former Japanese. I intend to be familiar with the fear of earthquakes.

Passed to the usual reception room.

It's also the usual elves that greet me.

You're supposed to be busy, but the top of the Chamber of Commerce and the number two can come so much because you know in advance that we're coming on license exam day.

"Master Abel, welcome aboard! Come on, come on, come here!

And a tense chairman of commerce.

It's a benefactor and admirer's visit for her, so naturally she's overjoyed, but apparently that's not all.

"There was another example of a civil servant coming. So I was in a bad mood just now."

Oh, I mean, he said he smiled with openness.

That's what Mr. Henriette told me while he served tea.

"So, what kind of product did you come to sell today?

The chairman of the Shorcina Chamber of Commerce has one cough to fix.

I think it's later, but there seems to be some pride in not looking ugly.

I handed the prototype to both of you without worrying.

"Is this...?

You'll see for the first time, two people are tilting their necks at something shaped that I'm not sure about.

What I brought you this time was a necessity.

If it's a Japanese household, it's everywhere, cutting the keratin that's been stretched, that's it.

"It's a nail clipper"

"Nail clipper, is it"

Claw cutting in this world is scary.

Cut with something like thread cutting scissors.

I thought for Myangel that it wasn't a very easy substitute to use.

If anything happens to your cute little pheasant, it's tough!

By the way, it also comes with proper yasuri.

This production is also a gadget, as a matter of course, because it is something that I cannot yet make.

When I asked for this, the masons under the heavens,

"... what the hell do you think I am?

And I got stunned, but in the end, he made it. Kind.

"Hum, this is easy to use...... And it's safe."

Dear President of the Chamber of Commerce, who is trying to use it himself while making the distinctive sound of pattin pattin and nail cleavage.

"I'm glad Yasuri came with it"

And, Mr. Henriette.

Speaking of which, the peeler I sold last time seems to be twitching and selling.

Instead of many jumping to the top, it feels like a little charm is being conveyed.

I'd love to see you grow up to be a must-have in the cooking area.

What will happen to this nail clipper?

When asked about his fearful complexion, Mr. Henriette has slightly frowned.

I'm anxious to know if there was any downfall.

"... Um, I thought in a previous product sample, isn't the prototype looking too great?

The vice chairman seemed suspicious over there.

These people don't know about my master.

Sometimes I don't say it because it wasn't even like talking, but somehow Gad feels like the type who doesn't like his name spreading.

"Ahhh... I know a real blacksmith, and he's making it for me."

So I'll explain that without difficulty.

"Nevertheless, I don't think it's a job that can be done by blacksmiths around there..."

"You've done an excellent part of it. Especially the blade. That was the same with the peeler, but I feel strongly restrained. Producers are not blacksmiths who make everyday goods, but weaponsmiths - isn't that, too, blacksmiths?

Mr. Henriette says Zubari.

You have good eyes...... The boulder is the number two of the big merchants.

"And I say, this style... Though it looks like a masterpiece of Gado."

"No way. That group isn't supposed to make these things, is it?

The High Elves talk about that.

Huh? What?

So Gado is famous?