Anyway, I've told her everything I need to tell her.
　The only thing left to do is to see what Miranda thinks.

'Of course I'm not saying I have to. If you're feeling up to it, you can go to .......
...... haha. The world is so small. I can't believe we know about Vera from this place.

　Miranda laughed in annoyance for a moment and then looked up, breathing briefly.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel unnecessary. It would be annoying if you put off responding, so I'll let you decide right here and now.
So....
'Let's leave the Vera matter aside as it's a personal matter. If a mere tailor, not an armor maker ...... who makes equipment to keep you from dying, can do such a thing, of course I'd be happy with that, but ...... can you really do that?

　I nodded, of course, and turned my attention to Noir, urging him to explain.

　Noir nodded back at me and spread the material on the counter.

'...... The fourth level is a volcanic ...... hot zone like ...... hot zone like a volcano ...... normal, if equipped ...... number I can't live with the day ......, so I want to make these clothes ...... and make them .......
Let's see. ...... I'm going to make a cloth spell scroll from Mr. White Wolf's reputable spell scroll and use it to make underwear and a jacket lining.
"I want to make it easy to replace the ...... lining of the jacket so that it will be ...... more comfortable to wear... ...but ...... I can't do it. ......
That's why you brought the request to me. I see. ......

　Miranda's gaze, looking at the materials spread out, suddenly becomes sharp and serious.

　The tone of voice is the same as before, but you can tell that he is examining the details of the plan for the new equipment from the perspective of a craftsman (professional).

''Interesting. If you can prepare a spell scrolling cloth with the dimensions I specify, it's technically possible without any problems. I think we can manage to fix it inside the coat in a way that even an amateur can replace it and still not feel anything foreign.
......-No, really? ......?

　Noir leans across the counter as Miranda responds to Miranda's drumbeat of design.

　Miranda pushes Noir's forehead back through her bangs as she does so, and this time she tries to talk to me instead of Noir.

　The fact that she's talking to the general manager rather than the person in charge of the practice is probably because she's trying to confirm the financial aspects of the issue, not the technical ones.

'But the cost will be reasonable. Specifically, it will cost twice as much. The underwear only requires an increase in material costs, but the jacket is inevitably more expensive.
''You don't need to worry about the amount. The leader of the party is A-ranked Theodore, and given the importance of the search, we might be able to turn over some funds from the guild and the knights.

　As the expected questions were contributed, I returned the answers as I had prepared them in advance.

　Basically, the adventurer's search funds are private funds, but in some cases, such as a search for the purpose of defeating the Demon King, which is an obstacle to the search, if it is deemed to be of high public interest, the adventurer can receive financial support from the guild or lord.

　There are various forms of payment in advance or application after the search, but if it's a fourth level search, it will definitely be approved.

　And even if that's not the case, Theodore, the heir of the Beaufort family, the Count of the Frontier, is far ahead of the other adventurers in terms of money.

It's a good thing that you're a nobleman. If that's the case, I guess we can ignore the financial cost. However, the lord of this area is a geezer, so I don't think it's a good idea for him to be able to pass on the funds.
'Mu...... Well, I'm sure you're right. We're throwing the whole thing to the town hall, so you'll have to at least consult with them.

　He pointed out a point that I tend to forget myself somewhat, and I'll return the excuse for now.

　Nevertheless, Miranda's attitude was clearly different from earlier.

　The backward and unwilling atmosphere had died down, and she was leaning forward, curious and peering at the plans.

　It's as if I've been offered an interesting job, a reaction akin to that of Noir or Alexia.

　Miranda noticed the look in my eyes and looked up with a hefty smile.

'It's true that I don't want to make an adventurer's outfit of death. I still feel that way, and it probably won't change until I die. But if you can protect your life with mere 'clothes' that don't ...... turn into armor, well, it seems to be quite motivating .......
Okay, then: ......
I'll take the job. As long as you have the right materials, I'll do my best to make it happen.

　Sylvia reveals her joy in a hushed voice at the display of full consent, and Sakura pats her chest in relief.

　And Noir, the person in charge of development, can't seem to contain his excitement at the joy of being assured of the progress of the plan, and is choking up each time he tries to say something in succession.

　Of course I'm relieved too.

　It's a shame that the negotiations didn't go well and drift away, even though he is a skilled craftsman and the tailor that Sylvia introduced to me.

Thank you. A decision on the detailed terms and conditions will be made in due course: ......
By the way, that's a different matter, sir.

　Miranda smiles and gives a big smile.

'Can you tell me a lot about Vera if you'd like?　Where you lived the last time I saw you, and if things had changed, and so on. Maybe you were closer to him than I was, right?
Well, well, ...... that's just the way it is, so ...... I can tell you right now if that's the last town I met you in, but I'm sure you've already moved out.
'Still, it's a big step forward compared to not hearing from him for ten years. Oh, I didn't know you were married. I didn't know that.

　It was nice to see Miranda so happy with the unexpected connection between me and Miranda, but my state of mind in contrast was never calm.

　Before I knew it, Garnett had left the circle of people and was leaning on a shelf in the corner of the store, looking like he couldn't handle the mix of emotions, and he was completely silent.

　If it had been just me and him, I would have been able to let my emotions, whatever they were, flow out to my heart's content, but that's not possible now that I have to hide my identity.

　When this case is over and I return home, I have to deal with it properly - I've made up my mind to proceed with the exchange with Miranda to the end.