Chapter 27 - Renovation Complete!
We had been eagerly awaiting the completion of the renovation and the scheduled handover day. Frederica had been keeping an eye on the progress, so there were no delays, and the handover was on schedule. This morning, Frederica went to the contractors to pick up the keys, while the rest of us waited for her return.
"Frederica's taking forever. When is she coming back?"
"Calm down. It's going to be exciting, though."
"I want to see our new home!"
I'm looking forward to it too. I've heard about it and seen the blueprints, but actually seeing it completed is a different experience.
After that, we need to go shopping for furniture and daily necessities. It's going to be a busy day.
"I'm back."
Finally, Frederica returned. We had all been waiting anxiously.
"It's taking so long! How much longer do we have to wait?"
"Seriously, I'm tired of waiting."
"Let's go see it!"
"What do you mean, it hasn't been that long?"
"That just shows how excited you are. Shall we go?"
We finally left the inn where we had been staying. It was a reasonably priced and decent place, thanks to Jallens' recommendation. However, there was no reason to linger. We were excited about our new home.
We tried to suppress our eagerness and drove the jeep safely to our new base, arriving without any issues. The exterior of the building hadn't changed much, as the renovation focused mainly on the interior. We parked in the garage and climbed the stairs to the entrance, where we were all surprised by the new door.
It used to be a simple door with a small glass window, but now it was a heavy, sturdy double door without any glass, adorned with a large Kikyo crest. It looked incredibly impressive and dignified.
"Wow, that's awesome!"
"It's pretty impressive."
"This is amazing. I'm already excited just looking at the entrance!"
The entrance is the face of an organization. Josephine had designed it herself, and it was impressive. She had a good eye.
After admiring the new door, we followed Frederica, who had the magical key, inside. The key was a small magical device that opened the door automatically without touching it. While it was fancy, we would need to get enough keys for everyone to avoid inconvenience.
"We need to check for any flaws, so let's all inspect it together first."
That made sense.
Following Frederica through the entrance, the second floor looked largely unchanged, still an open space. The only differences were a few small storage rooms in the corners and a large Kikyo crest carved into the wall at the back.
"It's not much different here."
"The second floor is mainly for administrative work, so only minor renovations were done. Once the furniture is set up, it will look much better. I want a unified design, so I'll leave it to Josephine."
"Of course, leave it to me!"
Josephine was unusually enthusiastic.
This area was intended for administrative work and hosting guests. While it looked empty now, I was confident Josephine would exceed expectations. It would be expensive, but necessary.
Thanks to our activities in the forest, we had enough funds to cover half of the organization's operating costs. This meant we could rely less on my personal funds.
"The kitchen and dining area should have changed a lot. Let's go see."
We moved to the area that I was particularly excited about. The kitchen and dining area had been completely transformed. The kitchen was now a small, minimal space, replaced by a large bathroom and a changing room with a sink. There was also a corner for laundry magical devices.
"Fantastic, Frederica!"
"Due to budget constraints, the bathroom couldn't be as elaborate, but it's spacious and good."
"This is perfect for now. We can always add more amenities later when we have more funds."
Everyone was very satisfied.
A spacious bathroom that we could relax in was a welcome addition. There were no obvious flaws or shoddy work.
"Shall we try the water?"
"The water and hot water are provided by magical devices, so I'll start filling the tub. It won't stay warm for long, though."
The tub was large, so it took time to fill. We could consider a continuous hot water supply, which would be convenient if the cost was reasonable.
"It's still early, and the water won't stay warm, so let's go upstairs later. I want to see my room."
"Yeah, I'm curious about my room too!"
We had preassigned the rooms during the renovation. The individual room keys were all open, and Frederica had them all.
"Please inspect all the rooms. After checking your own room, also check the other empty rooms and close the doors when you're done. After that, do the same for the fourth floor. I'll give you the individual room keys later."
"Alright, let's go."
Everyone headed to their rooms, looking excited. Having a new room of your own is always exciting, and I was no exception.
My room was at the back of the third floor, a large room befitting the president. The door was custom-made and sturdy, though not as heavy as the front door. I had requested a particularly sturdy door to withstand any violent entry, and I planned to reinforce it further with mineral magic.
Inside, the room was empty, but the entrance wall, like the second floor, had a large Kikyo crest carved into it.
It was spacious, and the lack of furniture made it seem even larger. Even with a bed, desk, and shelves, there would still be plenty of room. It might be a good idea to create a reception area for private conversations.
After confirming there were no issues, I stepped out. The door to the neighboring room was still open, and I saw Valeria looking out the window.
As expected, she had secured the room next to mine. Her satisfied expression suggested she was happy with her new room.
Everyone else would have their own small rooms on the third floor, except for Sophie-san and Sarah-chan, who would share a larger room.
We could have created larger rooms on the third and fourth floors for up to fifteen people, but we prioritized the number of rooms to accommodate future growth. Frederica and Josephine's suggestions were well-received by everyone.
However, having individual rooms was a non-negotiable requirement for everyone. They had all contributed financially, so it was only fair.
The third floor would primarily have individual rooms, but there would be a few shared rooms as well. With plenty of empty rooms, it would resemble a small, high-end hotel.
There were plans to decorate some of the larger empty rooms for guest use.
The fourth floor would have shared rooms for two, four, or more people. New members would stay here until they proved themselves.
The living quarters were essentially done. The renovation involved changing and adding walls, but the overall structure felt solid and durable.
After checking all the rooms, we went up to the roof. It wasn't intended for any specific use, so anyone could do as they pleased. We planned to use the space effectively.
"I'm sure someone will come up with an idea soon."
Nodding at someone's casual remark, we headed to the basement.
The large basement, which used to be a storage area, had been emptied and left as an open space. It would now serve as the training ground. Frequent outdoor training would be challenging, so a dedicated space was necessary.
The walls and floors were already sturdy, and my magic would further reinforce it, allowing for magical attack training.
Thanks to magical devices, the climate control would be excellent, perhaps even more comfortable than training outdoors.
"It's just an empty space, but it feels like a secret training ground."
"Yeah, Yuki will reinforce it, so you can go all out."
" Seriously, can we really go all out?"
"We should set up a storage area for recovery potions and sharpened weapons for training. I'll place an order with the renovation company."
I wanted to create an environment where everyone could train even when I wasn't around. As long as no one died, recovery potions could handle any injuries. I wanted them to use all available resources and grow stronger.
"That's great! I'll be the first to defeat Yuki!"
"You have to defeat me first."
"That's fine by me!"
"No way, I'll get there first."
"I'll get stronger too."
Their competitive spirit was admirable. The Kikyo Society should be like this. Even Mary-san was fired up. I was still growing and looking forward to it.
I planned to reinforce the basement with the highest-quality minerals, both physically and magically. The materials were so rare that no one would recognize them, and I had no intention of showing them to outsiders. I would reinforce it without hesitation once the additional renovations were complete.
Having checked the renovations thoroughly, everything seemed to be in perfect order. Jallens' recommendation had not disappointed.
"Keep these keys safe. They also work for the front door. Don't lose them."
Frederica, who was about to go sign off with the renovation company, handed out the keys.
The individual room keys also worked for the front door, so we wouldn't need to carry multiple keys.
However, losing a key could be a significant issue.
"I'll make sturdy chains for those who might lose their keys. You can wear them around your neck or attach them to your clothes."
"I might lose mine when I drink. Help me, please."
"Me too."
"And me."
In the end, I made chains for everyone. I'm a considerate woman, after all.
We waited for Frederica to return and then had lunch at the old lady's diner, where we used to buy fish. I wanted to get necessary tasks done quickly, so we planned to greet the shops on Lightning Street afterward.
"The young guy from the Bruno Gang told me about you. I'm counting on you. Welcome to the neighborhood."
"The Kikyo Society is just around the corner. Feel free to visit if you need anything."
The food was home-cooked and delicious. The diner only served meals and closed early in the evening. For drinks, we would have to visit other establishments. If there was demand, the Kikyo Society could consider running a bar.
"I'll come again."
"I'll be waiting."
Thanks to the Bruno Gang, our visits to the shops went smoothly. We planned to purchase furniture and daily necessities from Lightning Street, supporting the local economy. We spent a considerable amount on various items, which should leave a good impression.
However, some people were uneasy about a group of women and doubted our capabilities. Some even had a condescending attitude. If not for the Bruno Gang's support, we might have had some trouble. Of course, we would have demonstrated our strength if needed.
To maintain a peaceful atmosphere, I spoke calmly, while Angelina and Siegrune exuded a deliberate air of intimidation. This helped our visits go smoothly.
We needed a significant amount of furniture, which the small shops on Lightning Street couldn't provide immediately. We ordered what we needed and arranged for delivery as it became available.
We wanted beds and blankets for everyone, so we had to visit larger stores on the main street. To avoid the hassle of moving everything ourselves, we ordered from stores that offered installation services. Some members returned to the base to guide the deliveries.
Thanks to our efforts, we managed to gather all the necessary items.
Our visits to Lightning Street were challenging but went smoothly overall. Some people, who had seen us drag troublemakers to the Bruno Gang, were unsure whether to welcome or fear us.
The Kikyo Society's territory was under our protection. As long as they didn't cause trouble, they had nothing to worry about. If they needed help, they could come to us. In return, we would collect protection fees.
We had ordered a sign for the Kikyo Society and planned to keep a low profile until it was ready. Bruno had mentioned that groups without signs were often questioned, so we wanted to get it done quickly. The sign maker had promised to finish it soon, so it should be ready soon.
For now, we would focus on settling into our new base and getting the necessary items. The coats we ordered from Sixth Avenue should also be ready soon. Even though it's a bit early, I want to check on them.
I want the whole group to wear the black and off-white coats with the Kikyo crest on the back, making a grand debut on Sixth Avenue. I want to make a bold entrance.
We can start our activities on Sixth Avenue after that. While it might seem abrupt, it would be better to wait a bit and let rumors spread about the Kikyo Society partnering with a new group. It would serve as a deterrent against rival organizations and buy us some time. I'll ask Bruno for his cooperation.
I can trust Frederica and Josephine to handle the details better than I could.
Having reliable friends is truly valuable.
Finally, we have a base.
From now on, things are going to get busy.
=== CHAPTER 27 END ===
=== CHAPTER 28 START ===
We finally finished the renovation and moved in the basic furnishings, ending the busy day. Sleeping in a private room after a long time was strangely unsettling, but I managed to sleep well despite the empty, unfamiliar space.
Waking up late in the morning, my first thought was how empty and lonely the large room felt. I wanted to make it more comfortable.
Maybe I could partition off a private space at the back of the room. Adding some furniture would make it feel more like a home. I could leave the front part as a reception area, and I could ask Josephine to help with the interior design.
Excited about the future, I got up, changed, and washed my face. When I entered the empty second-floor office, Valeria was standing by the window, looking outside.
"What are you doing all alone?"
"Onee-sama! I was waiting for you to come down."
She's such a devoted little sister. There were no chairs yet, so she had to stand.
We planned to have the furniture delivered soon, but I wished we had some chairs sooner.
"You could have woken me up. Where is everyone else?"
"They went shopping and for lunch. Some are still sleeping, I think."
I had told everyone to get what they needed today. Some were content with just bedding, so sleeping in wouldn't be an issue. I had also overslept, so I couldn't complain. A few members were responsible for receiving deliveries later in the afternoon.
"Let's go get something to eat. What do you want?"
"I want some skewers."
"There should be some in the square, I think."
I was in the mood for skewers too.
After lunch, we planned to browse some larger stores and look for furniture for our rooms. As we walked around, Valeria started buying things enthusiastically.
Having her own room must have influenced her. She had said she didn't need anything before, but now she was buying everything, even things she didn't need. I didn't say anything because she seemed to be enjoying herself.
We carried everything we could, even if it was heavy, because it was part of the shopping experience.
Carrying bags of small items and a single-person sofa, we headed back to the new base. Valeria, embarrassed by her excessive shopping, apologized timidly.
"It's okay to do this once in a while."
I ended up carrying all her bags. It felt like being a real sister, and it was a bit fun.
We finally returned to the new base with our heavy load. An old man was working on something.
"Hey, young lady."
The bear-like old man greeted us casually from his ladder.
"You're already done? That's quick."
"Sure is. What do you think? It's a fine piece, right?"
The sign had just been installed, and the old man was proudly showing off his work.
Indeed, it looked great. The Kikyo Society was written in elegant silver letters on a burnt-black wooden surface, with the Kikyo crest prominently displayed.
"Yes, it's excellent work. I especially like the refined look. I love it!"
"Glad you like it. I think it's fitting for the Kikyo Society."
The old man had done an excellent job. Even the critical Valeria nodded in approval.
"This is the sign for the group that took over the Bruno Gang's territory and started a new organization. It's a bit more exciting, isn't it?"
There was no reason to complain about such excellent work. The quality and speed were impressive.
As we admired the sign, Frederica came out to check on us.
"Yuki, Valeria, welcome back. The sign is up."
"As you can see, it's excellent. What are those bags?"
She looked at the many bags we had brought.
"Valeria bought these. She'll be going out again to get more."
"Valeria's? That's unusual. Will you be back for dinner?"
"Not sure, but if it takes too long, go ahead and eat."
"I'll wait until twilight."
"Alright, see you later."
Leaving Frederica talking with the sign maker, I went to put Valeria's bags in her room.
Today, I planned to check on the coats we had ordered from Sixth Avenue. It was a bit early, but I was curious.
Sixth Avenue was bustling as usual, full of energy and excitement.
Although it was still technically under the Bruno Gang's control, it was actually part of the Kikyo Society's territory. I was looking forward to making it our home.
"Hello!"
At the Brillonvest clothing store, a familiar clerk approached us.
"Welcome back. The owner has been waiting for you. Please come this way."
The clerk seemed to be expecting us, suggesting the coats were ready.
When we entered the back room, Torietta, the rabbit-eared tailor, greeted us enthusiastically.
"I've been waiting! I was so bored!"
She seemed genuinely excited. This was a good sign.
"I thought we still had some time. You finished early?"
"I finished a while ago! Come on, try them on!"
She handed us the black and off-white coats we had ordered.
Examining the coat before putting it on, I was immediately captivated by its elegant silhouette.
Despite being practical, it lacked unnecessary decorations and had a stylish, sophisticated look. The Kikyo crest on the back was subtle and impressive.
"This is amazing work. The color and design are perfect. I love it!"
"Glad you like it. The color is especially good. It's just what we wanted!"
The old man had done an excellent job. The quality and craftsmanship were top-notch. Even the critical Valeria nodded in approval.
"The Bruno Gang's territory was taken over, and a new organization was formed. The work is especially exciting, isn't it?"
There was no reason to complain about such excellent work. The quality and speed were impressive.
As we admired the sign, Frederica came out to check on us.
"Yuki, Valeria, welcome back. The sign is up."
"As you can see, it's excellent. What are those bags?"
She looked at the many bags we had brought.
"Valeria bought these. She'll be going out again to get more."
"Valeria's? That's unusual. Will you be back for dinner?"
"Not sure, but if it takes too long, go ahead and eat."
"I'll wait until twilight."
"Alright, see you later."
Leaving Frederica talking with the sign maker, I went to put Valeria's bags in her room.
Today, I planned to check on the coats we had ordered from Sixth Avenue. It was a bit early, but I was curious.
Sixth Avenue was bustling as usual, full of energy and excitement.
Although it was still technically under the Bruno Gang's control, it was actually part of the Kikyo Society's territory. I was looking forward to making it our home.
"Hello!"
At the Brillonvest clothing store, a familiar clerk approached us.
"Welcome back. The owner has been waiting for you. Please come this way."
The clerk seemed to be expecting us, suggesting the coats were ready.
When we entered the back room, Torietta, the rabbit-eared tailor, greeted us enthusiastically.
"I've been waiting! I was so bored!"
She seemed genuinely excited. This was a good sign.
"I thought we still had some time. You finished early?"
"I finished a while ago! Come on, try them on!"
She handed us the black and off-white coats we had ordered.
Examining the coat before putting it on, I was immediately captivated by its elegant silhouette.
Despite being practical, it lacked unnecessary decorations and had a stylish, sophisticated look. The Kikyo crest on the back was subtle and impressive.
"This is amazing work. The color and design are perfect. I love it!"
The coat was not only beautiful but also highly functional. It was lighter and more comfortable than a regular coat and had multiple pockets and belts for storing equipment. The inner lining had a pattern sewn in with blue thread, which seemed to have a special purpose.
"What's the blue pattern for? It doesn't seem to be just decorative."
"That's a special thread made from processed magic stones. It helps maintain a constant temperature."
It was like a magical device, a rare and high-quality feature.
"Amazing! This will be comfortable in both summer and winter. It's perfect!"
I was so impressed that I almost wanted to hug Torietta and kiss her, but I restrained myself.
"Thank you so much! This is beyond what I expected. What about the blue pattern? Is it just decorative?"
"Valeria, you have it too."
Valeria's coat also had the blue pattern.
"It's a special thread made from processed magic stones, used only in high-end products. It helps maintain a constant temperature."
It was a unique feature, a kind of magical device.
"This is incredible! Thank you so much. I can't believe such high-quality work."
There was nothing to criticize. The coat was perfect.
"Valeria, is it really okay for us to keep such a high-quality coat?"
"Of course. I would be disappointed if you refused."
Valeria was clearly pleased, her joy evident as she tried on the off-white duffle coat. It brought out her beauty, making her look almost divine. And it offered superior protection, better than any regular armor.
"You look amazing. I'm so proud of my work. How do you like it?"
She was praising us and her own work, and there was nothing to criticize. It was truly perfect.
"I didn't expect such high-quality work. You're incredible. By the way, what's the blue pattern on the inside?"
"It's a special thread made from processed magic stones, used only in high-end products. It helps maintain a constant temperature."
It was a unique feature, a kind of magical device.
"This is amazing! Thank you so much. I can't believe such high-quality work."
There was nothing to criticize. The coat was perfect.
"Valeria, is it really okay for us to keep such a high-quality coat?"
"Of course. I would be disappointed if you refused."
Valeria was clearly pleased, her joy evident as she tried on the off-white duffle coat. It brought out her beauty, making her look almost divine. And it offered superior protection, better than any regular armor.
"You look amazing. I'm so proud of my work. How do you like it?"
She was praising us and her own work, and there was nothing to criticize. It was truly perfect.
"This is beyond what I expected. What about the blue pattern on the inside? It doesn't seem to be just decorative."
"That's a special thread made from processed magic stones. It helps maintain a constant temperature."
"Incredible! This will be comfortable in both summer and winter. It's perfect!"
I was so impressed that I almost wanted to hug Torietta and kiss her, but I restrained myself.
"I didn't expect such high-quality work. Thank you so much."
I was genuinely grateful and wanted to reward her. I wanted to give her more than the agreed-upon payment.
"I appreciate your kind words, but I can't accept more payment. I was paid in advance, and I did my best to provide work that matched the payment. I'm the one who should be grateful."
Her humility was commendable, but I still felt the need to do more.
"I have a new order for you. If you can take it, I'll double the payment."
"I've been waiting for this! I still have some of the special metal thread left, and I was hoping to use it for more projects."
I knew she would be enthusiastic. She was a dedicated craftsman and would take on the new order with enthusiasm.
"Great. It might be a large order. Can you handle it?"
"How large?"
"Thirteen in total."
"Thirteen? That's a lot... even as spares?"
She was surprised by the quantity, but this wasn't just for us.
"No, for other people. And eventually, I want spares too, maybe with different designs or colors."
"I see. I might not have enough of the special thread left for that."
"That's not a problem. I'll bring more."
She was taken aback by my casual response.
"You really have more of that high-quality material? Who are you, really?"
"I have a secret source. Don't worry, it's nothing illegal."
"I'm glad to hear that. For me, it's a rare opportunity to work with such high-quality materials and earn good money. I did my best with this order. By the way, I also made some boots to match the coats."
She showed us a pair of boots, olive drab with mithril reinforcement for me, and a matching red pair for Valeria.
"Thank you so much. I don't know how to express my gratitude. Wait, with all this work, the original payment isn't enough."
"I appreciate your kind words, but I can't accept more. I did the work based on the agreed-upon payment, and I'm satisfied with it. If anything, I should thank you."
Her humility was admirable, but I still felt the need to do more.
"Then how about a new order? If you can take it, I'll double the payment."
"I've been waiting for this! I still have some of the special metal thread left, and I was hoping to use it for more projects."
I knew she would be enthusiastic. She was a dedicated craftsman and would take on the new order with enthusiasm.
"Great. It might be a large order. Can you handle it?"
"How large?"
"Thirteen in total."
"Thirteen? That's a lot... even as spares?"
She was surprised by the quantity, but this wasn't just for us.
"No, for other people. And eventually, I want spares too, maybe with different designs or colors."
"I see. I might not have enough of the special thread left for that."
"That's not a problem. I'll bring more."
She was taken aback by my casual response.
"You really have more of that high-quality material? Who are you, really?"
"I'm a valuable customer. But more importantly, can you handle the order?"
"I can, but this time I have some extra thread left. I also wanted to make some for myself. My apprentices have been asking to make some for themselves, so I kept the schedule flexible. I didn't expect so many orders, but it's a good thing. The whole shop will work on it."
"That's great. Can we bring the others for measurements tomorrow?"
"Sure, I'll check the schedule."
We planned to have the others choose their designs tomorrow. I doubled the payment without hesitation. Torietta's work was worth it.
For future orders, I declined the free boots, knowing it would be too much to ask for everyone. They could get their own. The Kikyo Society had enough resources, and we could afford it.
Before leaving the shop, I consulted with Torietta about my limited wardrobe. She helped me choose a variety of ready-to-wear items, which I bought in bulk.
On our way back, Valeria and I were dressed differently from when we arrived, wearing the new coats and boots.
As we walked through the streets, we attracted many admiring glances. The elegance of the coats and our natural charisma were undeniable.
Arriving just before sunset, we entered the new base. It still didn't feel like home, but we would get used to it.
The office area now had a large, comfortable reception space, and everyone was chatting there.
"You're finally back. What's with the outfits?"
"What took you so long? And what are you wearing?"
"Yuki, those coats?"
"Valeria too? What are those?"
"They're amazing!"
"You both look so pretty!"
"I want one too."
"These are impressive coats."
They were immediately intrigued. The quality was undeniable.
"I know, right? These were made specially for us. Even we were surprised by the quality."
"Where did you get them? I want one too."
"Me too!"
Their enthusiasm was understandable.
"I have good news. Since this is a celebration of the Kikyo Society's founding and our new base, I've already arranged for everyone to get these coats. We'll take measurements tomorrow, so be ready. You can choose your design."
"Awesome! You're the best, Yuki!"
"I want one too!"
"This is so exciting!"
"I'm so happy!"
"Thank you so much!"
The coats were more than just stylish. They were highly functional, and I planned to keep that a secret until they were worn.
On our way back, Valeria and I were dressed differently from when we arrived, wearing the new coats and boots.
As we walked through the streets, we attracted many admiring glances. The elegance of the coats and our natural charisma were undeniable.
Arriving just before sunset, we entered the new base. It still didn't feel like home, but we would get used to it.
The office area now had a large, comfortable reception space, and everyone was chatting there.
"You're finally back. What's with the outfits?"
"What took you so long? And what are you wearing?"
"Yuki, those coats?"
"Valeria too? What are those?"
"They're amazing!"
"You both look so pretty!"
"I want one too."
"These are impressive coats."
They were immediately intrigued. The quality was undeniable.
"I know, right? These were made specially for us. Even we were surprised by the quality."
"Where did you get them? I want one too."
"Me too!"
Their enthusiasm was understandable.
"I have good news. Since this is a celebration of the Kikyo Society's founding and our new base, I've already arranged for everyone to get these coats. We'll take measurements tomorrow, so be ready. You can choose your design."
"Awesome! You're the best, Yuki!"
"I want one too!"
"This is so exciting!"
"I'm so happy!"
"Thank you so much!"
The coats were more than just stylish. They were highly functional, and I planned to keep that a secret until they were worn.
=== CHAPTER 28 END ===
=== CHAPTER 29 START ===
The ultra-stylish and ultimate coats. The Kikyo Society gathered to take measurements and discuss designs. Everyone was excited and acting like children.
Each member had detailed and passionate discussions with Torietta's apprentices to create their ideal coats. Seeing me and Valeria in the master's masterpieces was a great inspiration to the apprentices.
This morning, we arrived in a large group, and the shop kindly provided us with a private space, considering the valuable materials we had brought.
Such special treatment was sometimes given to noble clients, and we were grateful for it.
When I provided even more of the ultra-rare metal thread, the staff of Brillonvest looked stunned.
Interestingly, when we made women's shirts with the previous moon-white metal thread, a wealthy customer bought them for a huge amount of money.
This time, the payment was twice as much, with twenty-six bundles of black and moon-white metal thread each. The shop owner, Torietta, seemed to have resigned herself, but the accountant's face was tense.
"I'm planning to order some backup coats eventually."
"Haha... With all this, I might lose my sense of value. Are these threads really that rare? They are, right? What's going on here?"
"I have a secret source, but it's nothing illegal, so don't worry."
"As long as it's not illegal, that's fine. For us, it's a rare opportunity to work with such valuable materials and earn good money. We're grateful."
Whether she believed me or not, Torietta seemed to have resigned herself.
"Just be positive. In the future, if anyone asks about the source, you can be honest. Just say it's a female customer. We'll handle the rest."
Where there's money, bad people tend to gather.
If we tried to keep it a secret and something happened to Brillonvest, it would be a disaster. They were an excellent shop, and we wanted to maintain a good relationship.
Besides, Sixth Avenue was part of the Kikyo Society's territory.
"If we're making such eye-catching products, someone will figure it out eventually. But is it really okay to tell them?"
"It's not a problem. You can tell them it's from the Kikyo Society. Of course, you shouldn't spread the word, but if asked, you can say it's from us."
"The Kikyo Society? That..."
"You'll find out eventually. For now, let's focus on the order."
"Leave it to me. My apprentices won't compromise on quality."
We managed to finalize the measurements and designs for everyone within the reserved time. All that was left was to wait for the coats to be completed. We arranged for them to be delivered to the Kikyo Society.
After leaving the shop, I reconsidered and decided to tell Torietta about the Kikyo Society.
Since we had already mentioned the organization's name and crest, she probably had some idea. I trusted her.
"You can go ahead. I need to talk to the shop owner for a bit."
"Alright, I'll go ahead."
After seeing everyone off, I returned to the shop. A clerk looked at me curiously.
"Did you forget something?"
"No, it's fine. I'll be right back. Don't worry."
I declined the escort and went to the back. The staff seemed busy with opening preparations, and I knew my way around the shop. I told them not to worry, and they let me through.
The shop was unusually quiet, and as I walked quietly, I overheard a conversation through a door. My hearing was quite good.
I didn't intend to eavesdrop, but I couldn't help stopping to listen.
"Master, who are those people? They just bring such high-quality materials, it's not normal."
"That's true. The materials are not ordinary, and the quality of the metal thread is exceptional. It has no flaws and is perfectly uniform. It's impossible."
"I've never heard of anyone in Brenark or the surrounding regions who can produce such metal thread."
"You're overthinking it. I'm just happy to work with such materials. The payment is also excellent, and it will help our wages. It's a win-win."
"I understand, but it's unsettling. I'm a bit scared, not knowing who they really are."
"I agree, they are suspicious. Maybe we should consult the city's upper echelons?"
"Oh, you're being so cautious now. You were so enthusiastic earlier."
Indeed, they seemed more cautious now that we had left.
While I might have been a bit overzealous, I understood their concerns.
However, consulting the upper echelons? If that happened, it could cause a lot of trouble. If things got complicated, I might get angry.
If they had any complaints, they should have refused from the start. To avoid trouble, it would have been better to be upfront.
"You're right, the unknown can be scary. But what scares me more is making these customers angry. They are good people to deal with and pay extremely well. They bring us challenging and rewarding work. They are the kind of customers we should welcome."
The shop owner was wise.
"Master, I understand, but..."
"As skilled craftsmen, you should learn to read people. These customers are not ordinary. I've been in this business for years, and they are unlike anyone I've ever met. But I can tell you this: they are not to be crossed."
"We know, but..."
"No, you don't. You're being naive. If you provoke them, the consequences could be severe. I like these customers, and I don't want to lose them. If they get upset, I don't know what will happen."
"It's that serious?"
"Yes, it is. Be very careful."
She was being a bit too cautious. I didn't plan to be unreasonable. Probably.
But who knows? If I got really angry, I might lose control.
Anyway, I couldn't easily judge someone's intentions. I understood her caution.
While I wouldn't cause trouble over mere complaints, specific grievances would be another matter. I would not tolerate any harm to the Kikyo Society.
Torietta's concerns were understandable to a certain extent.
"Besides, I like these customers. That's why I take their orders. Do you have a problem with that? I don't think so. This conversation is over. No more talk about it. Get back to work!"
"Yes, Master!"
She was right. I couldn't let anyone's complaints affect the Kikyo Society. I needed to trust her.
After sending everyone off, I reconsidered and decided to tell Torietta about the Kikyo Society.
Since we had already mentioned the organization's name and crest, she probably had some idea. I trusted her.
"You can go ahead. I need to talk to the shop owner for a bit."
"Alright, I'll go ahead."
After seeing everyone off, I returned to the shop. A clerk looked at me curiously.
"Did you forget something?"
"No, it's fine. I'll be right back. Don't worry."
I declined the escort and went to the back. The staff seemed busy with opening preparations, and I knew my way around the shop. I told them not to worry, and they let me through.
The shop was unusually quiet, and as I walked quietly, I overheard a conversation through a door. My hearing was quite good.
I didn't intend to eavesdrop, but I couldn't help stopping to listen.
"Master, who are those people? They just bring such high-quality materials, it's not normal."
"That's true. The materials are not ordinary, and the quality of the metal thread is exceptional. It has no flaws and is perfectly uniform. It's impossible."
"I've never heard of anyone in Brenark or the surrounding regions who can produce such metal thread."
"You're overthinking it. I'm just happy to work with such materials. The payment is also excellent, and it will help our wages. It's a win-win."
"I understand, but it's unsettling. I'm a bit scared, not knowing who they really are."
"I agree, they are suspicious. Maybe we should consult the city's upper echelons?"
"Oh, you're being so cautious now. You were so enthusiastic earlier."
Indeed, they seemed more cautious now that we had left.
While I might have been a bit overzealous, I understood their concerns.
However, consulting the upper echelons? If that happened, it could cause a lot of trouble. If things got complicated, I might get angry.
If they had any complaints, they should have refused from the start. To avoid trouble, it would have been better to be upfront.
"You're right, the unknown can be scary. But what scares me more is making these customers angry. They are good people to deal with and pay extremely well. They bring us challenging and rewarding work. They are the kind of customers we should welcome."
The shop owner was wise.
"Master, I understand, but..."
"As skilled craftsmen, you should learn to read people. These customers are not ordinary. I've been in this business for years, and they are unlike anyone I've ever met. But I can tell you this: they are not to be crossed."
"We know, but..."
"No, you don't. You're being naive. If you provoke them, the consequences could be severe. I like these customers, and I don't want to lose them. If they get upset, I don't know what will happen."
"It's that serious?"
"Yes, it is. Be very careful."
She was being a bit too cautious. I didn't plan to be unreasonable. Probably.
But who knows? If I got really angry, I might lose control.
Anyway, I couldn't easily judge someone's intentions. I understood her caution.
While I wouldn't cause trouble over mere complaints, specific grievances would be another matter. I would not tolerate any harm to the Kikyo Society.
Torietta's concerns were understandable to a certain extent.
"Besides, I like these customers. That's why I take their orders. Do you have a problem with that? I don't think so. This conversation is over. No more talk about it. Get back to work!"
"Yes, Master!"
She was right. I couldn't let anyone's complaints affect the Kikyo Society. I needed to trust her.
=== CHAPTER 29 END ===
=== CHAPTER 30 START ===
A crystal-clear blue sky greeted us on this late morning.
Wearing our stylish black and off-white coats, we walked confidently, our matching purple amethyst Kikyo crests catching the light and drawing attention. The familiar residents of Lightning Street greeted us with a mix of curiosity and respect. It was flattering, but a bit embarrassing.
As we approached Sixth Avenue, we continued to attract a lot of attention. Everyone stopped to watch us, making way without even realizing it.
It wasn't just the coats; our presence as a large group, armed and walking with purpose, was undoubtedly intimidating. Our approach was different from the usual, and we were making a statement.
Today, only the combat unit was deployed, with the rest staying behind to guard the base. Angeolina and Shelby were left to ensure the base wasn't left defenseless.
The remaining members complained, but it couldn't be helped.
In the future, we would need to rotate duties for base guard, Lightning Street patrols, Sixth Avenue patrols, and eventually, managing bars and gambling dens. We were short-handed, but we would manage.
Mary, who had been training diligently, was now part of the combat unit. Her expression of joy when I informed her was unforgettable. However, she was still at the minimum level required, and she understood the need for continued effort. The Kikyo Society's standards were very high.
Our team was led by Yuki, Valeria, Siegrune, Mary, Bonnie, Paula, Gradena, and Brittany—eight of us in total. This was Mary's debut as well, and we hoped to make it a good day.
Arriving at Sixth Avenue, we wondered if anyone would welcome us.
To our surprise, a group of intimidating men was loitering, and one was even picking a fight with a passing merchant. They didn't look like Bruno Gang members, so they were likely our rivals. What timing.
Bruno Gang had been asked to stay away today. We knew about the frequent troublemakers, but this was our first real encounter.
As we approached, the men were too busy harassing the merchant to notice us. We could sense the tension among us.
"Who are these guys? They seem easy enough."
"Yeah, what unlucky fellows."
"This is perfect. We came here, and there's no need for a show."
"Can I go first?"
"No, it's my turn."
Their enthusiasm was both reassuring and amusing.
"We're here to work, not for fun. We'll all go together."
I braced myself and approached the group.
They were either ignoring us or hadn't noticed us yet. We were right behind them.
"Hey, you guys, that's enough. You're being a nuisance."
I spoke softly to the merchant, who was being restrained by a muscular man. He couldn't even call for help.
"Huh?"
The muscular man, who had been holding the merchant, finally turned around, immediately aggressive.
He sized us up, completely dismissive.
"What do you want, ladies?"
"Who do you think you're talking to? Maybe I should shut that mouth of yours."
"Those coats look nice, but they're a waste on trash like you. Take them off and leave."
"Yeah, or we'll take them off for you."
"Public strip show! I'll take the one with long hair."
"No way, that one's mine, the plain one."
"What did you say, you bastards!"
They were clearly low-level thugs, their Physical Enhancement Magic levels barely noticeable.
They were a motley crew, and being underestimated by such fools would be a problem for our future operations. We needed to set a clear example.
"Did you not hear me? I said, 'That's enough.' Now, get lost."
Even though I didn't expect them to listen, there was a certain protocol. My tone was dismissive, but it was also a provocation.
"Hey, ladies, we're the mighty Marzio Family. Maybe we'll teach you a lesson you won't forget."
Marzio? It sounded familiar, but it didn't matter. It wasn't important.
"Valeria, everyone, show them a lesson, but don't kill them. Cleanup would be a hassle."
"Got it!"
It was over in seconds. The men were piled up, not dead, but clearly defeated.
They had all improved significantly since their last encounter with the Bruno Gang.
The Kikyo Society's training methods were different. There was no need for weapons; their Physical Enhancement Magic was enough. They handled the situation easily, almost playfully.
"Damn, who are you?"
The muscular man, still conscious, was defiant.
But it was perfect; we could use him to deliver a message.
"Remember this Kikyo crest. We are the Kikyo Society. From today, Sixth Avenue is our territory. If you want a fight, we're always ready."
"Kikyo Society? But what about the Bruno Gang?"
"We're done talking to you. Take your friends and leave."
"No, you bitches! I'll—"
His defiant words were meaningless given his beaten state. There was no need to listen further.
"Siegrune."
"Hey, you. Who are you talking to? Show some respect."
At my signal, Siegrune stepped forward, intimidating the man. He finally realized the difference in power.
"Damn, I'll remember this!"
He took his friends and left, muttering threats.
"Are you okay, merchant?"
"Y-Yes, thank you so much. You saved me!"
"You're welcome."
The merchant looked at us, still a bit hesitant, but we had no intention of explaining further.
"Alright, let's continue our patrol."
We continued our walk, showing our presence to the shops. Our group of eight, dressed in coats and carrying weapons, was a striking sight.
In a world where women were often treated as inferior, our confident and powerful demeanor made it clear that no one should underestimate us.
We observed the shops, buying snacks from street vendors to show off our coats and Kikyo crests.
We wanted to make a strong impression. After a while, a group of troublemakers appeared, and we dealt with them just as we had before. They were like extras in a play, always there to be removed.
We also caught and punished some thieves and pickpockets, but it wasn't a busy day. If this was the norm, it would be easy and pleasant, but it might get boring over time.
We attracted constant attention, but no one approached us. The people here were cautious, and we respected that.
After a while, we decided to visit a sweet shop we had been curious about. The others seemed to agree, and it was a good place for a break.
"I'm a bit thirsty. Let's stop by that place."
"Agreed."
"I'm tired from walking. I could use a drink too."
The young female clerk greeted us nervously, and her tension made the situation a bit awkward.
"Can you show us to a table? Or can we sit wherever?"
"Y-Yes, right away!"
The restaurant was busy, and it seemed to be a popular spot. The food should be good.
We were seated at a table outside, which drew even more attention. It was a bit annoying, but we had to get used to it.
"What would you like to order?"
"I'll have the recommended fruit cake and today's herbal tea."
"I'll go for the roll cake and a blended coffee."
"I'll—"
We placed our orders and enjoyed some light conversation. The food arrived soon, and it was delicious.
The sweets and tea refreshed us, and it was a wonderful moment.
But, of course, there were always interruptions.
A group of people caught my eye. A young girl dressed like an adventurer and a wealthy, fat man with his bodyguards were having an argument.
"Wait, this isn't what we agreed on!"
"What are you talking about, girl? You're being rude