This Is a Drugstore, Not a Teahouse - Chapter 2

this is a drugstore, not a teahouse—chapter 2

‘I’m bothering you… this is too dirty.’

Sophie, who was picking herbs, thought. However, they came so frequently that she didn’t dare take the statement out of her mouth.

The two came to the drugstore early in the morning and bothered her all day.

Because of this, even the people who visit the drugstore worried about her, asking what had happened.

“What the hell is this about!“

Exclaimed Paul, who had come to the drugstore with a thigh injury.

“I have to find out by bringing all the lawmakers in the dukedom!”

Paul said loudly while he was limp because his legs were uncomfortable. The inside of the drugstore rang so loudly.

Knowing Arthur, who had suffered from the curse of the monster, Paul wanted to know about this amazing phenomenon that can cure insomnia.

“Master! I will buy all the herbs in the greenhouse right now!”

“… You can’t. And call me Sophie rather than the owner.”

If you buy all the medicinal herbs in the drugstore, what do other people do?

The spirits of the land, including Silko, glanced at Paul, who made a fuss, and decided he was strange.

“Sophie! What method did you use?”

“…I usually pick the tea tea leaves, and boil water….“

“No! Have you ever used magic?”

“…Not at all.”

“Do you mind if I see your greenhouse?”

Arthur cautiously asked, leaving Paul smoking a fuss behind.

“Sure. Please follow me.”

Sophie chose to talk to Arthur.

Above all, she didn’t like being near people who were noisy.

As he took Arthur to the greenhouse, the spirits who were picking tea leaves threw their heads through the leaves.

Arthur came into the greenhouse and gave a small exclamation.

“This—.”

For ordinary people, it was just an oval yellow light, but for those who can feel mana, the presence of a spirit is visible.

“These are spirits.”

“Yes.“

“Are you a spirit person?”

“Yes, I made a contract with the spirit of the earth.”

Arthur widened his face like someone who had found the answer.

“Are you a high-level spiritsman? Sometimes, in the case of a contract with a higher spirit, it offers a faint healing power.“

“. . No. I am a low-ranking spiritsman.”

In fact, the earthly spirits were rare. In the first place, it was difficult to find an existence of an elemental saint.

However, the problem is that the earthly spirits are not very useful on the current continent.

There were more useful spirits than that. For example, lightning, water, or fire spirits with powerful force.

It was just a green herbal medicine with no side effects or addiction symptoms.

“Hedelia and Jejirupik?”

Arthur was greatly perplexed that it wasn’t a special and rare herb, but an herb that was easily found, and commonly used.

“Did you really only combine these two?”

“Yeah. I remember exactly. Mixing different herbs may cause different side effects to your body, Sir… “

Sophie, carefully explained, looked at Arthur’s face.

Though it was faint, a sign of disappointment came to Arthur’s face.

He had intense blond hair resembling the sun, and the green eyes shining under his glowing locks.

Arthur’s green eyes faded slightly with disappointment.

“I’m sorry for bringing this up, but I heard you were cursed the other day and you were insomnia.”

Sophie hoped to help him a little.

“Yes, the other day, I went to the Antaragos Mountains to catch a monster… I was attacked by the monster there.“

Instead of explaining in detail, Arthur showed a purple trace left on his shoulder.

It was a scar of curse.

“Since then, I have had to suffer from insomnia.”

He said with a slightly bitter face.

“It was painful and distorted times. It was more painful than any other pain to be unable to sleep.”

“…”

And this time I thought I could finally get out of this pain….”

Arthur bowed his head terribly low.

“I think it was just because I was lucky.”

His body was so damaged that I thought he must have passed out for a while after the bite.

With this delicate and fragile herb that even a child can take, the peacock cursed by the monster will never be released.

“But thank you so much, lady.”

“…Please call me Sophie.”

“Yes, Sophie.“

Arthur laughed wide with a beautiful face.

Arthur, with a sweet and sweet smile, was polite to Sophie, despite disappointment.

“Thank you for helping me in a moment. It was a good night’s sleep.”

I had a noisy and noisy morning because of Paul, but seeing Arthur’s smile made me feel better.

Sophie looked at his smile, laughed slightly, and nodded.

“…Lord.”

Paul, watching from behind, said in a sad voice.

“I will have a cup of tea while I’m here.”

Sophie didn’t do anything he deserved, and all she had was a cup of tea.

“I’ll show you a combination or herbs to prove that I am not using special magic.“

She said in a cheerful voice trying to relieve the mood.

“Yes. Then, just like then, I would like one drink.”

“Can I see the greenhouse until then?” Arthur asked.

Looking at Arthur, Sophie nodded.

His colossal and gorgeous beauty melted even the spirits, and the spirits hidden behind the leaves blushed as they looked at Arthur.

“Sophie! Please take care of the last herb! It worked really well then.”

“Are you here, Mr. Ferman?”

“Huh! What was the name of the herb at that time, Pade… ?”

“Padeso Brick.“

The one that was just picked up the padeshovrick worked best.

Sophie came into the greenhouse with Arthur’s tea leaves, and found Arthur fiddling with the padesovrick.

“Is this a paddesho brick?”

“Yes. You know well.”

Sophie approached Arthur with a light smile.

“But be careful, Sir Duke.”

In a quiet whisper, she approached Arthur, who was putting her hand on the Padesovrick.

Then he carefully grasped the back of Arthur’s hand and removed it.

“Because the padesovrick hides thorns behind the stem.”

Arthur, blushing at Sophie’s soft voice, nodded nicely.

As she said, I could see a tiny thorn hiding behind the stem.

Arthur slowly sweeps the back of his hand where Sophie’s fingertips touched.

* * *

After getting in the car to Arthur first, Sophie trimmed the padesovrick.

After Arthur was drinking tea, Paul approached Sophie.

“Are you seeking me because you realized it was really only medicinal herbs?”

“I know. It’s just because I don’t want to believe… .“

Paul muttered.

“I thought this time I could really get rid of Master’s curse. If I can’t even reduce his insomnia ….”

Arthur was a man who always smiled brightly even though he was nervous because he couldn’t sleep.

Watching Arthur try not to show the pain, Paul felt terrible.

This time, I really, really thought I could cure the master’s insomnia.

With brown hair and gentle black eyes, he stared at Sophie from a distance.

“I will find out once. If you ask the spirits as well, maybe they will give you information.”

“It was seen by wizards and advanced spirits, but to no avail.”

“Oh, I see.“

‘How can I solve what even the advanced spirits don’t know.’

Sophie shrugged and chopped up the padesovrick.

“Anyway, thank you so much for healing the wound. How to repay this grace you’ve shown ….”

“I just did my job. This is no such display of grace.”

It was a bit unfortunate, but it was time to let go of the noisy Paul and poor peacock.

“By now, I think your lord has finished tea.“

Sophie said goodbye to Paul.

Paul nodded at her words and headed to the greenhouse where Arthur was quietly drinking tea.

And before long I heard Paul scream.

“…?!”

Surprised by Paul’s fierce scream, Sophie ran straight to the greenhouse.

“Your Sir has fallen asleep again!”

Arthur was dozing off with some tea left behind.

On his warm blonde, a spirit with the size of a thumb danced.

“I knew it would be like this!”

Paul glared at Sophie with intense gazes as if his eyes were falling.

“How on earth did you do it! How did you get your sir to fall asleep?!“

Asked in a loud voice.

“… Silco.”

‘I’m really just a junior spiritsman.’

Sophie called his name in vain.

‘Maybe he’s not sleeping, he’s addicted?’

[… Sophie.]

Silco, a boy spirit, with his auburn hair covered by a hood, bowed his head to Sophie.

“Is he really asleep?”

[Yes. He seems to be sleeping comfortably.]

Silco’s declaration fell into silence. He has never told a lie.

“why! how! How did you do it!”

Paul asked urgently as if the drugstore was disappearing.

“…I don’t know, really.“

‘I’ll find out soon though.’ Sophie bowed her head.