I Was Just Having Fun With The Time Limit – Chapter 65

Chapter 65

In just two months, the ‘Yurimore Bakery,’ a collaboration between Yuri and Narmore, gained immense popularity.

Ultra-high-priced limited sales.

This strategy proved to be incredibly effective.

“They are introducing new menus that have never existed on the continent, you know? Dalgona? Croffle? Things like that.”

“I heard the taste is heavenly.”

“They only sell 20 sets a day.”

“Why? Do they not want to do business?”

“It seems they are not aiming to make money in the first place.”

“Then why on earth did they open a bakery?”

“It seems their goal is to share the desserts that Her Highness the Princess truly enjoys with others. I think Her Highness is someone who is truly passionate about desserts.”

The nobles hired people to pitch tents and wait in line.

Limited to 20 people per day.

Countless people tried to be among the 20.

Then one day, a notice was posted at the Yurimore Bakery.

『We will implement a procedure to verify identification tags.』

Yuri put up a slogan that said, ‘We cannot tolerate hiring substitutes for the desserts Her Highness the Princess eats.’

“Are they telling the nobles to stand in line themselves?”

“This is outrageous!”

The nobles’ backlash was significant.

“What’s so great about a mere dessert?”

“I’m too proud to stand in line.”

However, Yuri did not back down.

For the following week, the number of customers dwindled, but it was only temporary.

Despite this, nobles started lining up, and soon a spectacular scene unfolded with numerous noble children waiting in line themselves.

The front of the Yurimore Bakery turned into a social gathering place.

“Is this like, all are equal before dessert?”

“I heard that Her Highness is a bit different from the usual royalty, and it seems to be the case.”

“But it’s strangely cool here, isn’t it?”

It was 2 p.m.

Even though it was the hottest time of the day, it wasn’t hot here at all.

“You’re right. Why is that?”

The reason was revealed soon after.

“It seems to be a new concept magic engineering device.”

“They call it an air conditioner.”

“Is that an air conditioner?”

Numerous nobles discovered the ‘air conditioner’ with their own eyes. Shortened to ‘aircon.’

Unlike modern air conditioners, it was a mana stone attached to the wall.

“It seems that mana stone absorbs the surrounding heat, cools it down, and turns it into cold air.”

“That’s impossible!”

Some of the nobles were also magic practitioners.

In their understanding, this was absurd.

“Basically, the efficiency is too poor. To maintain that, you would have to hire several highly skilled mages.”

It was far too uneconomical.

Why on earth would they use such advanced magic and magic civilization just for a bakery?

But then someone spoke up.

“Tsk tsk, that’s not the case, everyone.”

He was incredibly handsome, so his single word drew the attention of many.

He continued, with a cool smile.

“This incorporates the inverter system applied to the TeyIsabel Transfer Gate. Thanks to that, it can implement very, very efficient cold air magic with minimal energy. It’s a new concept that didn’t exist before.”

This ‘air conditioner’ included an inverter system.

It was a masterpiece created by Teyselon and Isabel together.

However, most people didn’t believe it.

“Are you saying that the 7-year-old Princess devised this?”

It was a nonsensical story, common sense-wise.

If a 7-year-old could create something like this, the mages of the Mirotel Magic Federation and the Magic Tower, and professors from numerous prestigious universities would have created it first.

“Exactly. Her Highness created something that the brilliant mages couldn’t. It’s quite strange, isn’t it?”

But then, someone recognized him.

“Could you be……? Th-The First Chief Aide, Sir Viaton?”

Viaton had also been waiting in line for three days.

From that day on, the nobles’ complaints about waiting in line disappeared.

Even the First Chief Aide, who served the Emperor, waited in line for three days, didn’t he?

A few days later, Isabel, who met with Viaton, asked.

“You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”

“Pardon? What do you mean?”

“Thank you.”

“I’m always grateful.”

Viaton said thank you without asking or questioning.

His expression and tone were warm and affectionate.

“What is there for Sir Viaton to be thankful to me for?”

“Just…… everything.”

The word ‘just’ contained a lot of meaning.

He was grateful that Isabel blinked her eyes like that, that she was breathing, that they were having a conversation.

He was grateful to Isabel, who never lost her smile, even though the sand in the hourglass was falling every day, and the fallen sand was piling up every day.

“Tsk. Anyone would think you’re my dad.”

“I think of myself as that, halfway.”

Viaton chuckled.

At his refreshing smile, Isabel couldn’t help but laugh.

“Anyway, thank you. Thanks to you waiting in line yourself, the nobles’ complaints have completely subsided.”

“It’s nothing to be thankful for. I’m also quite passionate about Yuri’s desserts. That’s why I waited in line.”

Isabel knew very well that this was a lie.

If he wanted to, Viaton could eat Yuri’s desserts whenever he pleased.

He could eat them together in Isabel’s room, or he could ask Yuri directly.

The reason Viaton bothered to wait in line was simple.

In fact, a few days ago, he had expressed it this way to Chief Attendant Dailtha:

‘Even I, the Emperor’s First Chief Aide, am waiting in line, so just shut up and wait in line, you guys too. Something like that.’

Viaton continued, as if he had remembered something.

“Oh, right. You know about the earthquake near western Linta, right?”

“I know.”

Linta is a plain region located about 400 km from the Imperial capital.

It was the region ruled by ‘Rahella,’ one of the seven rulers.

“The damage is significant, so it seems they need some support. Volunteers are gathering from all over the continent.”

“Volunteers?”

“Yes.”

Viaton smiled gently and explained the ecology of this world.

Usually, nobles enjoy numerous rights. Therefore, in disaster situations or disaster recovery situations like this, the nobles had to step forward first.

That was the principle.

“Wealthy nobles are substituting with substantial relief donations.”

Wealthy nobles with money, poor nobles with their own bodies, had to participate in volunteer work.

Isabel asked cautiously.

“I…… I think I can go volunteer too.”

“Your Highness?”

Viaton’s eyes widened.

“Yes. I, I really want to go!”

Although she didn’t say it, Isabel noticed Viaton’s intention.

He had deliberately informed her about the earthquake, the damage recovery, and the volunteers.

For ‘Princess’ Isabel.

Viaton was the Empire’s Chief Aide and was very familiar with politics.

He knew very well how to help Isabel, how to make her shine.

‘I knew you would say you want to go yourself, Your Highness.’

She was only 7 years old and looked like she was in her early teens, but she still had a Bilotian body.

Therefore, she possessed strength and stamina greater than most adult men.

‘Your Highness needs to become an even more admirable person.’

In truth, Viaton didn’t care whether the Princess shone or not.

She could be admirable or not.

To him, Isabel was Isabel, and even if she did nothing, Isabel was still Isabel.

Just because she was Isabel, she was a person worthy of love.

‘But to achieve the things Your Highness dreams of, you ultimately need fame and honor.’

Someone once said:

If you become famous, you’ll be praised even if you shit with your mouth.

That’s why Viaton decided to help Isabel in the way he could.

“You seem happy.”

“Of course! I’m very happy.”

“What makes you so happy?”

“I can move my body freely.”

Isabel was 7 years old.

It was an age to be very active, but Isabel was a bit frustrated. Because of the dignity of a princess, she often had to suppress her instincts.

In fact, she wanted to run around every day!

Strangely, whenever she saw stairs or something, she felt the urge to run and jump down, and it was very difficult to suppress it.

“You’ll be out of breath, right?”

“Right? You’ll be gasping for air?”

In her past life, being out of breath was agonizing. No, it was impossible to move enough to be out of breath in the first place.

But this body was different.

No matter how much she moved, it didn’t hurt, and it was okay even if she was panting.

“You’ll be sweating profusely, right?”

“You’ll be sweating profusely and thirsty, right?”

She rarely sweated in the hospital.

She never experienced sweating profusely because she never moved her body vigorously.

“Then you’ll be gulping down cold water, right?”

“Of course. I’ll gulp down cold water.”

“Hehe. It’s a miracle!”

Isabel couldn’t help but laugh.

Because all those things that were ordinary to others were miracles to Isabel.

But suddenly, Isabel’s expression darkened.

“Look at my mind.”

“What’s wrong?”

Isabel slumped her shoulders.

Just now, she had made a huge mistake. No matter how she thought about it, the things she had just said were a mistake.

“There was an earthquake in Linta, and they need volunteers.”

Someone must have suffered great damage. Their homes must have collapsed, and their loved ones must have been injured or killed.

Many people must be suffering.

‘I must have gone crazy for a moment.’

This seven-year-old body, which made her forget one thing when she focused on another, felt a little hateful today.

It wasn’t something to be happy about.

“This is not a right kind of joy. This is wrong.”

But then she heard Viaton’s voice.