Heroes From Other Worlds Who Don't Like To Fight

Heroes From Other Worlds Who Don't Like To Fight
Chapter 22: Glass Cleaning Spray



Listening to Souma's explanation made Astrea laugh in satisfaction.


"How could a demon queen that many people fear would want to work in a shop like you and Risela would kill herself if you refused her to work here, your life would be difficult."


"So that's what you're laughing at."


"Well, you know, I don't think anyone would come near you because of your nature."


"Not that word suits you," Souma replied with a troubled look.


"That's all I want to ask, then I'll see you later."


Astrea left the store while Souma returned to concoct the medicines on his desk.


He mixed some leaves and pounded them in a stone mill. Anna and Risela were just paying attention.


Anna says.


"Is this leaf useful for smoothing your skin?"


"Right, I just need to sit it down all night and it's gonna be like a cream, if you want you can take each one."


"Can?"


Souma nodded steadily.


This is a new product, having a few people to test it something needed by it.


The next morning the two had obtained the cream in question, without waiting again either Anna or Risela directly applied it on the face.


"It feels cold."


"True Risela, it also smells like oranges..do we have to wear it all day?"


"I don't think it takes only about 10 minutes is enough or can also be left overnight while you sleep so that the efficacy is more pronounced."


"If it takes too long?" ask Risela.


"You shall shine like the sun."


"Let's imagine it."


No one would want to go out of the house with cream on their face, Souma was sure about it.


Shortly after, the madam entered the shop.


"Welcome," they welcome it as they would any other customer.


"It looks like you're wearing something interesting, what is this?"


"It's cream to smooth your face" Anna replied.


"May I try."


Souma just let them try it as much as possible, before long the women from the village grew, increased and increased until in an instant the shop became a sea of people.


Souma was lifted and pushed out of the store in a sitting position.


"I am the owner" he said.


Until the situation was calm Souma decided to go for a walk around the village, this was not a large village or a city filled with various kinds of shops this was just a simple village that had some simple places as well.


Souma ordered some sweet food that looks like a donut or honestly this is indeed a Donut shop. He took one to put in his mouth which he enjoyed with warm tea.


"I'm sorry customer, are you okay?"


"What a bad service, I'm leaving."


"Wait a minute."


The bespectacled servant girl tried too hard until she spilled her drink onto one of the customers.


Souma helped him to stand up.


"Are you okay?"


"Thank you, ah. My glasses are a little blurry."


"You've tried to clean it up."


"Surely but the stain is not lost."


Souma took out a spray bottle from behind his clothes.


"By borrow the glasses."


"Please."


He sprayed onto the lens and rubbed it with his clothes before giving it back to the girl.


"The smell is gone, and I think I can see more and more clearly."


"This is a cleaning spray, anything sprayed onto the glass material will be clean shiny."


"Heh. You must be that rumored Alchemist God."


"No, I'm just a regular shopkeeper."


Souma gave the bottle to her.


"Take it, if you need to come back to my shop again."


"Thank you very much."


The girl smiled broadly.