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 37
The next day, I cut the finished quince jelly into bite-sized pieces and served it with cheese and walnuts.
Normally, it would be eaten as a snack with alcohol, but since this was a lunch menu, it was treated as an appetizer.
The quince jelly was a big hit, and even regular customers asked me to sell it to them.
However, quince is an autumn fruit, and I had only been able to buy it by chance at the market. I told them they would have to wait until next year to enjoy it again.
For Carbuncle, I made jelly using the quince jelly.
This jelly was not a soft, gelatin-based dessert but more like a gummy candy.
The process was simple: cut the quince jelly into pieces and coat them with granulated sugar. Just like that, the quince jelly candy was ready.
“Carbuncle, here’s a treat for you.”
“Oh! This is the quince from yesterday!”
Today, Carbuncle had been very helpful, fetching stock from the basement and organizing the pantry. I wanted him to enjoy his reward.
For Merv Maple, who had taught Carbuncle how to work, I made a drink by dissolving quince jelly in hot water. He drank it happily.
Carbuncle carefully picked up the quince jelly candy as if it were a jewel and held it up to the sunlight.
“Hmm… What a beautiful color.”
“Quince is originally a yellow fruit, but it turns this color when heated.”
“Oh, I see!”
Carbuncle gazed at the jelly for a while before finally making up his mind and taking a bite.
“Mmm! What a sweet and delicious flavor! It’s like eating a ruby!”
I was glad he liked it.
Then, the dryad, feeling hungry, also asked for some quince treats. Since I had dried some quince peels for possible use, I grated them into water and gave it to him.
“Why am I the only one getting the peel?!”
“The peel is full of nutrients.”
“Oh, is that so?!”
It was a good thing the dryad was simple-minded. The truth was, I had already given the remaining quince jelly to Carbuncle, so there was none left.
I had only eaten one small piece myself, and I regretted not buying more.
After closing the shop, I took Merv Maple and headed to a row house in the central district. This was the home I used to share with Rymer.
Even though I had only left a few months ago, it felt nostalgic.
I knocked on Rymer’s door, but there was no response.
He might not be home yet. Just as I was thinking of coming back later, a voice called out from behind me.
“Oh, the person who lived there moved out.”
I turned around and saw a woman in her sixties—the landlady.
“Oh, it’s you!”
“Landlady, it’s been a while.”
She told me she had been worried about me since I suddenly disappeared.
“That man arrogantly said he kicked you out. But honestly, I think you were lucky to get away.”
It seemed I was the only one who had not realized how awful Rymer was. Even the landlady thought he was a terrible man.
“You’re not here to get back together with him, are you?”
“Of course not. I actually need to see his new fiancée.”
“Oh, that pretty young lady?”
The landlady had thought she was too young for Rymer and had even tried to warn her, saying, “You should stay away from that man!”
However, Saint Sui had responded with a clear expression, “Even his flaws are precious to me.”
“At that point, I knew there was no reasoning with her.”
Rymer seemed to have a strange charm that made women get too involved with him. The landlady sighed in exasperation.
“By the way, why did Rymer move out?”
He had been so eager to enjoy his life here, yet he left so quickly.
“He couldn’t afford the rent.”
“Ah…”
Now that she mentioned it, that did make sense.
“He kept insisting the rent was only two silver coins. When he refused to listen, I had a friend help me evict him.”
“Oh… I see.”
Not only did he ignore my warnings, but he also refused to pay the landlady. I had no words for such a foolish man.
“Do you know where Rymer is now?”
“I heard he moved into a boarding room above a tavern in the downtown.”
“Thank you.”
Even common knights wouldn’t live in a cheap boarding house like that.
As a Holy Knight, Rymer should have been able to afford a much better home. How had he ended up in such a situation?
I had no desire to see him, but I had to meet Saint Sui.
With the information in hand, I headed for the tavern in the downtown.