“Efa. It’s fast.”
In front of the bulletin board where I was meeting, Efa was already looking at the poster.
“Ah, good morning Seika-kun. There seems to be various festival plans.”
Looking at it, there are more posters on the bulletin board than I expected.
“There are many advertisements for food stalls. Steamed chicken for intestines, roasted chestnuts and fruit wine …”
“Hey, Seika-kun. What is this grilled Himeji?”
“I think it was a bearded sea fish, but … I wonder if I can get it on that day.”
Even so, it was surprising.
There are many food stalls that look like professionals because they are sponsored by a large company, but there are also many food stalls planned by students who saw business opportunities at school festivals.
I thought the aristocrats weren’t interested in that, but … if you think about it, their house runs a territory, and the school has children of a merchant.
Even if you’re not a bad student addicted to gambling, you still need some money.
Isn’t it strange?
There are many shops other than food and drink.
The stalls for glasswork and hardware work are probably because the school is attended by rich children. In unusual places, there were also stores opened by the adventurer’s guild, which handles materials that can be obtained from monsters and magic stones that mediate the art.
“Hey. I sell beautiful stones, because this is a flower. It’s rare.”
“Hmm … Hmm?”
Looking at the poster that Efa looks at, I instinctively bend my head.
The store is open in a very strange place. A section of research buildings that is no longer in use. It’s a place that isn’t very crowded on campus. I sold something like this in a place like this …
And here I come to a pin.
…… This is a town hall.
Selling small items such as flowers and hair clips is a classic territory of a girl whore who takes customers on the territory of other streets, but it seems to be used here simply as a jargon. It seems that he is trying to make a profit for the students by putting it on the school festival.
Don’t do anything on campus …
No, maybe a student?
“Ah … this was what Amu-chan said …”
In agony, Efa points to a different poster and says.
It was written there as follows.
“Probabilistic Event Research Club, Achievement Presentation — Gather Bakuto! The dice and bills are waiting for you! 』\
“I don’t want to hide it …”
Wasn’t it written in jargon? I’m afraid I’m a little annoyed to repair only the beginning.
The place is a room in the abandoned research building. It’s in the middle of the street block.
Or rather, this section is a lot of trouble.
In addition to gambling houses and streets, there are also pharmacist stores that sell dubious drugs and alchemist stores that sell minerals that you have never heard of.
“… Efa. You shouldn’t get close to this area.”
“Eh …? Uh, yeah”
Efa, staring at the casino poster, nodded with hesitation.
I mean, I don’t care about this. Are there any events that could make money?
The poster for the swordsmanship tournament that Amu was talking about was quickly found.
It’s the centerpiece of the school festival and the prize money is high, but it seems unlikely that professional mercenaries and adventurers will come on a business trip.
There are quite a few events, but few can make money.
There is a board game tournament similar to Go, but I’m an amateur, and lottery is just luck …
“Efa. Let’s get out of this.”
“What is this? Treasure hunt?”
What I noticed was a treasure hunt event using the school grounds.
By following the mysterious hints to find the prizes hidden in the school, it seems that you can get kinds of ornaments using jewels.
If you sell it, it will be a reasonable amount.
“Because there are two or more people participating, I can’t go out alone.”
“It’s okay … is it okay? It seems like there will be an entry fee.”
I laugh and answer to Efa who seems to be worried.
Because I will participate, I will do my best to win.
“Now, it’s time to go to class.”
Efa looked back at the bulletin board only once and followed me.