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Well… I originally intended to just order a gift.
Now he wants me to buy the whole workshop.
So it’s no longer a matter of procuring a gift anymore but it has ended up into something like a request for a full-scale acquisition project!!!
3rd Person POV
When Ekaterina returned home to the Duke’s mansion, she immediately set out to consult her brother about the workshop.
However, she stopped when she saw the office in front of her. She stood frozen in the corridor, unable to move forward, mulling about the same thing over and over.
Ekaterina’s POV
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHow did this happen?
This is similar to a net-slang thing from my previous life, but now I’m really upset. I can’t think of any other words to explain how I feel right now.
How did this happen?
Initially I just went there to ask them to make a glass pen for myself.
In the end I ended up making a decision to buy a [glass] workshop that I didn’t even know.
That’s crazy. Just how did things turn out this way?
I just asked my brother to come with me to the imperial capital to see the sights, and now I’m asking him for something else again, even after saying that I actually didn’t need anything.
Even that siscon of a brother would be appalled… He might even end up lecturing me.
…No, I just don’t have to buy it, right? I know that.
When I asked the price of the Workshop, it was in the region of tens of millions worth in Japanese yen.
That’s a lot of money, I thought.
That’s not an amount I would pay for a glass pen.
If I ask other workshops, they might be able to make one for me. It’s just a matter of finding the right one.
I haven’t assured Rev that I’ll buy the workshop. I said I’d consult someone about it. He bowed his head over and over again, asking for my help, but he seemed to understand that it was an impossible task to begin with. If I told him it didn’t work out, he would definitely be disappointed, but that would be the end of it.
I know that.
But you know what?
…I enjoyed doing something like that in a previous life.
I liked doing projects and stuff like that.
I liked TV Tokyo’s economic programs.
Professional’s work, or something like that. Jounetsu na Tairiku.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm(Editor’s note: Jounetsu na Tairiku is a documentary show. There is also a song, composed, with the same name)
I liked those kinds of non-fiction and documentary programs more than dramas. I really liked them. I like the spirit of craftsmanship….
(I want to make something here that can only be made here.)
(There are many beautiful things that can only be created here. That’s what it’s all about.)
Rev’s earlier words really struck a chord with me!
And then, after overcoming the crisis of going out of business and reviving the company… And if it turns out to be as what I expected it to be…. Then that would be a hit! I would love it!
I can’t wait to hear the theme song sung endlessly in my brain by the great singer-songwriter of my previous life!
I’ve already figured it out. If there is a star on the ground, you should let it ascend to the sky, right?
And if the Duke of Yurinova wanted to buy a workshop, he could do so….
However…!
That’s worth millions of yen⁉︎ Buying a workshop is like buying a small business, isn’t it?
A fifteen-year-old girl begging for such a thing. That’s crazy. Dresses and jewelry would seem so modest in comparison. It’s beyond the luxury for a princess.