I Supported My Fiancé for 10 Years After He Said, 'Let's Get Married When I Succeed,' but When He Finally Did, He Dumped Me. By the Way, I'm a Witch and Turning 30 Next Year!! - Episode 15
I was feeling great after serving a pleasant lunch, but the moment I saw my next customer, I sighed in disappointment.
“Oh my, so this is the Herbal Witch’s shop.”
The visitor was none other than Saint Sui, dressed as a maid, with her wavy rose-pink hair tied in a half-up style.
“Why are you dressed like that?”
“I disguised myself to deceive the clerics.”
Where in the world would you find a maid with such a glamorous aura? If the clerics were fooled by such a low-level disguise, I had to worry about the state of the Holy Ministry.
“Where’s Rymer?”
“I ditched him! I wanted to talk to you alone.”
“You ditched him…?”
It wasn’t right to shake off a knight escort. But no matter what I said, she wouldn’t listen anyway.
“More importantly, I heard you’re serving lunch here.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“It says ‘Limited to three servings a day,’ but is there one left for me?”
“I don’t think my cooking will suit your taste.”
“Oh, don’t worry. The food at the Holy Church doesn’t suit my taste either!”
When I asked if the church food was too simple, she said that wasn’t the case.
“It’s just… everything is too greasy. If I eat it properly, I get an upset stomach!”
Apparently, the meals consisted of things like meat stewed in pork fat, bread fried in butter, and fish covered in thick oil—dishes far too heavy for a young woman.
“Recently, I’ve gained a lot of weight. I told them I’d be fine eating the simple meals the clerics have for health reasons, but they refused.”
She had gotten so fed up with lunch that she ran away from the church.
“Since I also had something to discuss with you, I decided to eat here.”
“Sigh…”
I had absolutely nothing I wanted to discuss with Saint Sui. But since she was a customer, I couldn’t turn her away. Reluctantly, I prepared lunch for her.
The dryad might get overly excited seeing Saint Sui, so I carried it to the back of the shop beforehand.
“I hear a beautiful voice…”
“It’s just your imagination.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes, I never lie.”
Since the dryad was still drowsy, it seemed to believe it had only heard the Saint’s voice in a dream. I felt relieved when it went back to sleep.
When I placed the meal at the counter set up as the dining space, Saint Sui’s eyes sparkled.
“Oh my, this looks delicious!”
For someone of her status, a meal worth just five copper coins, including labor, must seem like a simple dish. But I had put my heart into making it, so I hoped she would enjoy it.
After fervently offering her prayers, she took a spoonful of eggplant and lentil soup.
The moment she tasted it, her shoulders trembled, and her eyes filled with tears.
“What’s wrong? Was it too hot?”
“No… The taste reminds me of the soup my mother used to make. It’s so nostalgic…”
That comment made me pause.
Saint Sui’s mother was a marquise. There was no way she would cook. Perhaps she had made it during charity work?
“The salad and bread are delicious too.”
At first, Saint Sui had spoken in an overly refined manner, but now, her words sounded genuine.
“Herbal Witch, thank you. That was delicious.”
“I see. I’m glad you liked it.”
No matter who the customer was, I wanted them to enjoy the food I made with effort. Seeing that she liked it gave me a sense of relief.
“By the way, how old are you, Herbal Witch?”
“I’m twenty-nine.”
“Oh my! That’s the same age as my mother.”
“What!?”
“She had me when she was fifteen.”
Wait, wait, wait!!
Saint Sui’s mother, the Marquise, should be in her forties.
Could it be that the Marquis had an affair with a young girl, and that’s how she was born? If that were true, then it would make sense for her mother to have cooked.
But Saint Sui was eighteen, so the math didn’t add up.
“Ugh… whatever!”
Thinking too deeply about this would only give me a headache.
“Never mind that. What do you even want from me?”
“Oh, that’s right! I came to negotiate with you. I’d like you to hand over your business to me.”
“Hand over my business?”
I didn’t have any business I could just give away to her.
As I was trying to figure out what she meant, Saint Sui held out a bar of soap.
“What’s this?”
“It’s soap!”
“I can see that. I’m asking why you’re showing it to me.”
“This is a special ‘Silk Foam Soap’ I created with my own technique.”
“Silk Foam Soap?”
“Yes!”
Apparently, it created a luxurious foam as soft as silk.
“Until now, the Holy Ministry has been using your herbal soap, but I would like them to switch to my Silk Foam Soap instead.”
“So, you’re saying you want me to give up my right to sell soap there?”
“Exactly!!”
She nodded enthusiastically, her face bright with confidence.