It has been a month since princess-sama had left this land of Torquiva, after tearing it around like a typhoon.
The wind is blowing gently and warmly, greens are budding in the fields, and the children are playing in the garden. Their freshly undressed shirts are soiled with excitement.
Spring is in full bloom.
Torquiva is……no, the S.c.h.e.n.k.e.r. is in an unprecedented turmoil.
I don’t mean that there were problems similar to the dungeon problem again or that the nobles made a reckless decision.
It was just that the princess had left a little something behind.
「Don’t push! Don’t push please! The end of the line of the handshake event for Night Fog Yomanes is outside the theater!」
The first victim was Yomanes of our troupe, whom princess-ama shook hands with after seeing the play.
She is now a complete person of the hour and the long line for her handshake event had finally popped up outside the theater.
「What’s with that line? It seems to go all the way down to the bottom of the stairs.」
「Right, Ehra has been in Reufuma all these times so you don’t know. Sawadi’s theater is always like this after the show. It’s for a handshake event.」
「Handshake? With the actresses? Why?」
「Do you want to shake hands too? You better brace yourself for a very long line.」
「No, I’d love to but I’d rather not.」
Ehra, who had become the tallest among us after not seeing each other for a while, waved his hand with a wry smile.
Today, this guy came back to Torquiva after a long absence so I invited Jinni, who works at his family’s furniture store, and had a mini class reunion with just the three commoners of our academy days.
In my previous life, I would still be in high school at 17 years old but in this world, where you become an adult at fifteen, everyone already has a career.
「However, when I heard that Sawadi-kun fulfilled his dream of building a theater……I didn’t expect it to be this popular.」
「I’m with you. It’s more popular than the Kubatoa theater now.」
「I’m a genius after all.」
「I don’t know if you’re a genius or not but I’m certain that you are a non-thinking idiot. You’re working harder than a carriage horse, aren’t you?」
「Right, you’re also building that giant, aren’t you? You can see it moving even in Ruefuma and it’s been a hot topic there.」
「That’s not all. His family is also engaged in the meat and leather business. I heard that you are having a hard time finding enough workers.」
「Ah, my wife said that meat in Torquiva is very cheap. Is that Sawadi’s work too?」
「W-well……」
As we descended the escalator while talking like that, the chaotic theater entrance handshake venue came into view.
Even though they were children of good families who were neat and modest……they are acting so flirty even with so many people around.
「Don’t be in such a hurry, my princesses. I’ll keep you company as much as you want.」
「Kyaaa!」
「Yomanes-sama!」
「She just had an eye contact with me」
「No, it’s me.」
「I brought you a letter and some very effective ointment. I’m sure your hands will be sore after so many handshakes even if you have gloves.」
「That is very thoughtful of you. As expected of Erina-sama.」
「I have a lotion made by my apothecary……」
The line out of the theater moves slowly through the ear-piercing screams of the ladies at the crowded entrance.
I don’t think the line is working properly. It needs to be improved.
Given the noisy environment, the three of us were not in the mood to raise our voices and talk so we kept quiet and let things flow.
However, the women and ladies in front of us were so loud that we wondered where in their thin bodies those screams were coming from……
They were talking about my slave boss Chicken,, who was the second victim of princess-sama.
「Ah, that shirt you are wearing, isn’t hat from Chicken-san’s boutique?」
「Yeah, actually, we have a connection with the Schenkers and I just happened to get it by chance. It’s a tightener at the chest part like Yomanes-sama.」
「I envy you. I can’t even get a pair of socks at Chicken-san’s boutique anymore let alone that adorable handbag with seal.」
「Speaking of which, there is a rumor that Dedato Clothes on the main street ordered skirt patterns from Chicken-san. I wonder if it’s true.」
「I heard that too but it seems like Chicken-san refused the offer.」
「It can’t be helped. The Schenkers are very busy with their butcher shop after all.」
「But, isn’t the Schenker Street Boutique Chicken-san’s personal business
?」
「Chicken-san is a vassal of the Slayra family which the 3rd son of the Schenker family belongs to. That boutique is just a side business of theirs……」
Yeah, the “Schenker Street Boutique”, which is located in the Schenker Headquarters building and is run by Chicken-san, is selling so well that it’s sold out.
Of course, the clothes are not originally of the quality that the upper-class ladies like them would wear.
Chicken’s target customers are commoners after all.
The store only sells clothing that is a little better than a commoner’s everyday clothes.
However, the fact that Yomanes, the woman of the hour, wears these clothes on a daily basis, made the people outside the original buying demographic buy them.
In short, it had become a fan item.
Chicken, bubbled over from the sudden explosion of sales, said “I’m going to make a high end line of products and have Yomanes wear them”……clothing is not a small business.
It will be at least after summer when the current chaos will be over.
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