I Shall Survive Using Potions!

One day, incense, which went out to the market to buy ingredients, was hit by one stray child.

Incense got his hands on his nostalgia as he dropped off the back of a drifter running away.

(Yeah, there isn't...)

Of course, it's a pickpocket.

You look like a child, but incense comes to the market to buy out for a few days. From the amount of ingredients I have on my way home every time, everyone knows I'm bringing a lot of money. And I'm still a little girl, so I don't have to worry about being caught failing a sleigh. It must have been a prey to outfits for a stray child.

But it is an item box for times like this. The real wipe bag is inside the item box. It was the dummy that was in my pocket. And what's in it...

Incense slowly walked away in the direction where the stray boy ran away.

Suri is when a single safety is ensured, the contents of the wallet are removed and the wallet itself is discarded. Because no one writes his name in his wallet, but no one writes his name in the money inside. It's called evidence obliteration. So soon...,

Bye-bye.

Here we go.

When incense reached the place where it screamed, there was a figure of a boy, or a floater about 11-12 years old, who looked as good as incense, grabbing his right wrist with his left hand and stuffing it. Of course, he is the boy from Suri earlier.

The boy's right hand was swollen to a creepy purple color. The pain would also be considerable. Because I made such medicines.

Seeing incense, the boy overflowed with tears, clamoring to help, help, help.

I can't help it.

Incense handed the boy the medicine and instructed him to take it.

The swelling and pain quickly healed when I took the medicine I was given with my trembling hands.

In fact, they try to heal naturally after some time in case they get away with it. After much suffering, though.

"I didn't know you would work stealing from God. You don't spare your life, boy."

"Oh, my God...?

Incense said in a whisper.

"The next divine punishment will not be done to this extent."

"Hi, hi, no, no, no!"

A boy who shoves his head to the ground and trembles.

Incense fluttering with your hands on your hips.

... that, how did this happen?

"So, why don't you ask?"

That's decided to eat.

"Actually, Bell's not feeling well..."

Is that a sick man?

"Show me."

"Huh..."

It was the abandoned house on the outskirts of the ghetto that brought me here to show the boy who couldn't possibly be defied. The walls are about to collapse, too. Living there, seven boys and girls.

If you ask who the sick are, they're all going to raise their hands, such a state of health.

Yes, sir.

"Everybody, align!

Instruct the sleigh boy to line up the confused children. Apparently, this child is the oldest. She may be young to be twelve, but she looks about sixteen years old from incense, who is Japanese, so she has no problem using it!

"Yes, take it in order ~"

Hand out potions for injury and disease recovery to make them drink.

"Yes, again, take it."

Now potions for decaying guts and muscles recovery and nutritional status improvement. These are different from injuries and illnesses, and I didn't like the feeling of being forced to pack too many different effects into one potion, so I divided them into two parts.

"Huh..."

"My leg doesn't hurt?

"My body's light!

"My chest is not painful..."

One after the other, a voice of surprise.

Uh-huh, I don't know what to do.

Keep it up, Ami the original tree after a while. It's only a one-off.

But for hired help, you think you'll take care of a lot of kids?

Then leave it because it doesn't matter? If that's what you're going to do, you won't come here from the beginning.

What did I decide to do? Yes, "it's not bad to go into active defense with the help of self-defense," "potions, too, can help someone for a little while," and "I want to live more freely". Whatever you want!

Time to brace your belly!

A man named Nagase Kaoru lived, avoiding danger, choosing a path that was not difficult. Well, the result is, a deathbed for strange reasons, what.

But here again, I repeat that way of life? In this world where the rules, safety, even ethics are completely different from Japan? You got strength from the goddess, but with the same "way of life that protects you and your family, only your close friends"? Doesn't it involve the others?

That's boring.

Nagase Kaori is dead. Here I am, a new life reborn in this world, 'Caorle'. The goddess gave me permission to live freely, it's a caorle.

From now on, I like to live in this world, not as "Japanese Nagase Kaoru" but as "Kaoru". What, the goddess tattoo!

"My children!

Incense, no, Caorle, strained his chest with his hands on his hips.

"I am Caorle, a friend of the goddess Celestine. Now Celestine gives me discretion and I enjoy this world as a human being"

So far, no lies.

The kids don't seem to understand very well.

"I'll take care of it, you can do whatever you want," he said.

Cockroach.

"Therefore, because of this, I am thinking of giving some blessings to the right-hearted. Like I did to you guys right now."

Finally, children began to understand what miracles meant when all their injuries and illnesses healed and became healthy bodies. Tears for the blessing of the goddess to ourselves abandoned by the same humans and treated like garbage.

"But it's hard to find the right person in real trouble and bless the poor not to be noticed. Because I am now surrounded by human bodies.

Right there. Aren't you going to help me as my own? Let's reward you with a healthy body and some food. "

The seven children fell down and Caorle gained seven defensive forces.

Caorle taught the children.

That this is an absolute secret. That if those who are known to the poor and seek to exploit the power of the goddess appear, the divine punishment will fall and Caorle will return to the divine realm.

That even if they try to sell secrets, bad guys don't pay money or anything if they just ask for information, they just get killed like stray kids to monopolize secrets.

Caorle cures the injuries and illnesses of his children and gives them a minimum of food, but if they are given everything, they cannot be human, so they win more on their own.

The children who experienced miracles in their own bodies had no choice but to doubt them.

In order to improve their lives, the children looked for jobs such as running and chores rather than crime. He also listened to various stories and gathered information on "Suffering from injuries and illnesses, the right-hearted". And he strived to escort a goddess who was wrapped around a man.

Caorle prepared a cape and a mask to hide his identity.

He thinks he's cool, but that was pretty arrogant.

It's like a kid crying out when we meet on a night lane......

And Caorle's activities began. Secretly.

Help people suffering from injuries or illnesses based on information gathered by children. Little by little, little by little...

A certain rumor spreads a little bit among some of the people in the Wang capital.

I hear the goddess will save the right-hearted.

Never let the poor know. Do not betray the goddess.

Goddess eyes foresee everything.

Home of the secret organization Eye of the Goddess.

It was just an abandoned house. I mean, seven stray kids are living there, that abandoned house.

"That name, won't you stop?

"" "I won't stop!

Caorle's wish was rejected. Even though she's a goddess.

Today, the caorle was out of hand in the workshop… waffle, I made efficient cooking meals, so I stretched my legs out to the ghetto to make dinner for everyone.

The kids usually cook themselves in a crude pan. Honestly, it's not very tasty, so sometimes, and.

Caorle told the children, 'I enjoy human life now, so that I treat them normally, with both the meaning of keeping secrets. Only, a friendly helpful girl who occasionally comes to cook meals, to talk as'.

"So, the merchant's daughter is sick," he said. But you're rich, that merchant. "

"Even with the money, there are injuries and illnesses that can't be cured. Besides, he's a good guy."

of Suri..., so I'll call you by name because I'm not Suri anymore, or Emile, the leader of the stray children, said so. It is indeed a true argument.

"The guy occasionally cooks me out in the ghetto, and he always says: 'Cause I'm a hypocrite. I just like to indulge and enjoy myself doing it this way. I like this sense of superiority.'"

Wow... I don't know what to say... you're a good man.

Late at night. Behind a certain merchant. Kido.

Concon, to the sound of being slapped, who or what voice of the woman to be returned.

"... who?

"Muddy... no, no, I'm a pharmacist"

"Come in, please"

Exactly, it's impossible for an amateur to sneak into a big merchant. We had a conversation ahead of time.

Having said that, I just let the unrelated child do the rent and deliver the letter. Suspicious.

However, because of the kindness of wanting to pass on straw for my daughter, the fact that it is "good Mr. Tundele," the fact that there is only one visitor, etc., the vigilante and escort will be placed, but it was thought that for once they would be allowed inside. If a visitor finds out he's a child, his vigilance may fade a little. … although it may increase my suspicions.

Of course, measures are contemplated in case they are about to be captured.

Powerful tears. For those without preliminary knowledge, there must be confusion as if the devil had appeared. Of course, Caorle takes neutralizers. Once you get away with it, you'll be fine if you change the color and outfit of your hair.

"I'm listening to you. Please come this way."

The servant woman who opened the wooden door led me through the backyard to the inside of the mansion and into a room.

An elderly female servant who even looks at a suspicious masked girl and guides her flat without even showing upset. No, you're a pro. That's right, the servant of the big store.

And inside the room that was put through was a girl lying in bed, a parent-like man and woman sitting in a chair beside her, and a young man who seemed to be the girl's brother. No sign of an escort.

The three people who saw Caorle coming to the room were surprised to see his mouth half open. If you thought the use of the goddess was coming, the appearance of a girl in a suspicious mask. I can't help but be surprised.

When I saw the people in the room, Caorle raised his voice.

"Huh? Merchant??

There he was, that merchant, Johan Abili, who had put Caorle in a carriage to the king's capital.

"Huh? Caorle..., honey, huh?

Even with the mask on and the color of his hair changing, Johann quickly realized who it was because of his outfit and hair length, his voice, and his unique intonation when calling him 'The Merchant'.

"" Why are you here??

I'm confused.