In the morning, I went to the sixth floor of the Nihonium basement to get my intellect from B to A. In the afternoon, I produced a variety of vegetables in the tellurium.
　After such a normal day, I returned to the mansion in the evening.

　As soon as I returned, I was to have a bookkeeping entry made in the passbook, which is also part of my daily routine. I came to the sub-branch of the buyout shop "Tsubame no Oniwari" in a room of the mansion.

'Welcome home, Ryota-san.'

　Elsa, who had been seconded to me, stood up and ran over to me at a trot.

'I'm back, take care of me today.'
Yes, I'll take your bank book. Speaking of which, we've decided to raise the purchase price for carrots.
'The purchase price of a carrot?　Why?
'Lyota-san's drops all have a reputation for being of good quality, and lately we've been getting more and more orders for Lyota-san's stuff, even if it's a little expensive. Among them, Yves-san--Killing Rabbit's critically acclaimed carrots are the most popular, so we've decided to raise the purchase price.

　I nodded my head in agreement.
　The higher the ability of the drop, the more it affects both quantity and quality.
　I'm the only one in this world with drop S. The ones I produce (drop) are of higher quality than the others.

　Of those, it was a bit interesting that only the carrots Eve is pushing are up in purchase price.

'Eve is that one, she's a carrot lover S.'
That may be so-- Yes, I finished the bookkeeping. Today, the total is 1,543,298 piro.
Thank you.

　1.5 million piro.
　I did some good work today.
　I know.

Elsa, you need to get to work today?
I don't have one. What's going on?
I'll take you out for a drink to celebrate the buy-in.
I'm coming!

　I lightly invited her to join me, and Elsa took a bite out of her heart.

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　Tavern, Villadièche.
　I came to this familiar place that serves the daily beer.

　I've become a bit of a celebrity lately, so when I come here, they show me to a quiet seat in the back.
　We were seated at a more familiar place.
　Elsa and I made a toast with beer.

　I ordered a coffee beer.
　It's the kind that only drops at the bottom of some dungeon, not every day.
　It's one of my favorite beers, with a nice bitterness of both coffee and hops.

'Thanks for all your hard work, Lyota, and thanks for everything.
Yeah?　Thank you?
Thanks to you, Ryota-san, our business has been improving quite a bit.
'Really?　No, but even I don't make that much money for one person.
'Lyota-san's drop quality is very consistent. I'm very grateful for someone who can produce consistent quality and quantity. Master told me a long time ago that when you go out on your own, it's all about how many A's you can pull.
I see.

　It's a matter of consistent quantity and quality, and how many drop A regulars you can get to cover both of those.
　Strictly speaking, quantity depends on the personality of the person. If a person is a slacker or sickly person, the number of times he or she hides in dungeons will naturally decrease.
　But A is still able to produce high quality drops as long as he or she can sneak into the dungeon, so it's probably useful.

I got a lot of bonuses, thanks to which I got a lot of bonuses. It's about double what I got last time.
Oh, that's a good thing,

　With that said, I toast Elsa again.
　I'm a little longing for a bonus, since I didn't get nearly as much as I did in my former world and in my previous company.

'Congratulations Elsa,'
Thank you, Mr. Lyota.

　We got to hear some good stories, which made the beer even better.
　We drank beer, grabbed some snacks, and made small talk with Elsa.

　It was a good end to a day of work.

"Whew, d*mn it, d*mn it.

　While I was drinking, a couple of guys came to sit next to me.
　They were both dressed like adventurers, both looking like they'd done their job.

"I'm freaking out. Wheat is getting cheaper.

　Hmm?

Lyoto: "Lyoto: ......
Shh.

　The word "wheat" entered my ears and Elsa tried to say something.
　I put my index finger to my lips in a gesture to silence her, while I listened attentively and eavesdropped.

I've lost roughly ten percent of my income," he said. I don't know what that means, Clifford, but I'm glad you had to do it.
What, you got a reason to be here?　I'm being duped.
I'm informed. Didn't those guys go on strike against the wheat crop?
Yeah. So, at Clint's suggestion, the Lyota family helped to solve the problem. However, the reopened Clifford family's wheat was noticeably poorer than the Lyota family's. I wondered if the Lyota family's wheat was better. Or maybe the Lyota family was better.
...... So you're saying that the original guy was taken down because of the quality wheat that came out.
That's what I'm talking about.

　The man popped his beer in one go and don!　And slams the glass down on the table.

'It's like that before, every time there's something going on, the Lyota family, or rather Lyota Sato, comes out. That's the guy that comes out.
"That was superfluous, Clifford, because if you hadn't done that, the price wouldn't have come down.
It's true. It's bullshit, Clifford.
You shouldn't have done that.
It's like it's already spreading all over the place. Don't make me have to do anything to keep the Lyota family out.

　The guys are whining and stoking their beer.

　Well, ...... that's what happened.
　Carrots go up and wheat goes down.
　Two of the products I've been involved with have had contrasting results.

You're good.

　Elsa, who was listening to the conversation with me, had said something like that to me.