Have you stopped?
I think...

　Finally, the nosebleeds stopped. The only thing that could have been avoided was the dumb way of dying from heavy nosebleeds.
　By the way, I had Rosetta replace it with a normal one. There was no way I was going to be in a good place mentally if I didn't do something like that. I'm telling you, I didn't see her change them or anything, okay?
　I mean, I haven't been able to see his face properly since just now!

Now let me show you to the workshop.

　Saying that, Rosetta glanced at me as she was about to walk out with her stalwart. ........What?

Would you like to see me change clothes?



'I didn't want to look at it! Just show me around!
Yes, sir. ...By the way, which do you prefer, large breasts or small breasts, Master?
Let's go!
Yes, Master.

　Why do these guys keep coming up with those stories! If parents are parents, does that mean children are children too? Please don't give me a break at all.
　As I followed Rosetta as she began to walk, the dice building was getting closer and closer. I'm sure that since it's called a 'workshop', it must be a place to make something.
　The white building was about fifty meters on one side. As I recall, the Arc de Triomphe in France was 50 meters high. It looks like that was made into a dice. A square cube. Moreover, there is nothing like a window at all. No, or even a door for that matter?
　When she reached the building, Rosetta put her hand on the wall.
　In the next moment, several streaks of lines ran along the white wall in front of her, which were instantly recombined into a small cube and reassembled into a gaping entrance.
　Could this building by any chance be a collection of small cubes! Small cubes come together to form this building, which can be transformed into any shape at Rosetta's command. If that's the case, it's an amazing technology....
　Upon entering the entrance, which seems to have been completed, there is a staircase that leads upwards, and as soon as you go up a few steps you see a large space. What is this.....
　It was a pure white space. There was nothing there. There really is nothing. Just pure white walls, pure white floor and pure white ceiling. Even so, it is wide. It's too big.

What is this?
This is our workshop. This is a "workshop" where we create all kinds of crafting tools, make workbenches, and support the production process.

　While saying this, Rosetta put her hands on the floor and a white table immediately appeared in front of her, and arms with various tools popped out of the table.
　I see. The small blocks that make up the building itself can be manipulated and turned into all kinds of tools and utensils?

Only I and the master are able to operate the workshop. Also, if you have an original product, you can make a copy of it. But if you have the right materials, that is.

I see. To be honest, I didn't feel the need to make things because of the "modeling", but it's a different story if you can "mass produce" what you make. For example, you can mass produce and sell bicycles.... That's a lot of money.
　To be honest, though, it would be impossible to replicate a complex object like a smartphone because we don't know the materials. If it's just a form, you could probably make the same thing, including the contents. But there's no way a phone made entirely of "steel", for example, could function.
　But in this case, it's not a "workshop", it's a "production factory".
　I pulled out Brunhild from the waist to have it replicated. As for the material, I took out a chunk of mithril from the "storage" and gave it to Rosetta.
　Rosetta places Brunhild on the white table and places her hand on the table in front of it and spins the words.

'Scan,'

　The bottom of the table on which it was placed glows green for a moment. When it's done, this time Brunhild is thrown out and a chunk of mithril is placed on the table.

'Copy.'

　With a bang, a chunk of mithril fell into the hole made in the table and the lid closed. Something else shines inside, a green light. Then the lid opens and the finished product rises into the air.
　Shards of leftover mithril were scattered around, but the one in front of me was the exact same Brunhild. This one, though, is silvery and shiny.
　I picked it up, tried to pull the trigger and so on, then tried to extend the blade, but it didn't extend. Hmm. I guess I didn't copy the "program"?
　I went back to reload all the programs and put the old ones away in "storage". The Mithril one is still easier to use.

When copying, I remembered the number of copies, and it will keep producing automatically.
Yeah, that's convenient.

　I don't have anything that I want to mass produce at the moment, but I might need it later. That's right.

'Rosetta, Sheska told me that there was something built to compete with the Frays, right?
Frame gear, yes. It was made here, yes. I used to help him with it.

　I didn't think so. It was developed in the workshop, and then put away in the hangar after it was completed? You could have just left it there...

Can Rosetta build the Frame Gear?
I can't do that. At best, I can make equipment and stuff. There may be no blueprints available. I may have the plans in my storehouse.

　Ugh. Either we can find a Hangar, or we can find a storehouse and have Rosetta build it for us. Either way, there's nothing we can do about it now.

Let's call everyone anyway. I'm sure Sheska would love to meet Rosetta.
I'm looking forward to it.

　And if you think about it, we're left in the desert. I hurriedly opened the 'gate' to everyone.



''Workshop, huh........''
You are annoying me, sir.

　Rosetta glares at Leanne, who mumbles without trying to hide her disappointment, with a sideways glance.

''It's far more useful than the Garden, which is merely for ornamental purposes.''
Oops, my "garden," which is a space of peace of mind, a healing space, a healing garden, is the support of the master's heart. You are very much mistaken.

　Don't stare at each other, don't stare at each other. Stand in between and pull them apart.

'Be that as it may, are you going to merge The Garden and The Workshop?
'Yes, sir. Now that ownership has been transferred to the master, it's better that way, Kat.
I've lowered the level of the barriers, so you can now link to the Garden. You can control the Gardens from here as well.

Standing in one corner of the Workshop, operating a monolith similar to the Garden, Rosetta gives up her side to Sheska.

'Would you like a drink, Master?'
Send the Garden back to Belfast. And let's get the workshop back to Belfast. Let's dock over there.
"Docking...

　? We both stare at each other. Did I say something weird?

It's like...
Just get on with it!

　Look, there's one more person to worry about! That's why I didn't want to look for Babylon! I think, these guys are definitely modeled after that doctor's thought pattern.

《Lord. The "garden" has suddenly started moving, though?

　A reminder comes in from Black Friday. Oops, I'll have to pick you up later.

No problem. He's operating from here towards Belfast. They found the workshop.

　I opened the 'Gate' and we all moved to the 'Garden'. I heard that "Workshop" and "Garden" are heading to Belfast on autopilot, so I picked up Black Diamond and Coral and transitioned to my garden a step ahead of them.
　As we walked through the terrace and into the living room, Rebecca-san, Logan-san and Will-boy noticed us and jumped up from their chairs and began to get down on their knees on the floor.

'Wait, stop, stop! It's ostentatious!
'No! Lord Cecil has told us! I hope you will forgive me for my disrespect to His Majesty the Next King...!

　Uh... was that too much to ask? Our maid is. I stared at Cecil-san, who was by the wall with a stare, and Tepe! He gave me a look like that back. Don't think that's going to make everything okay?

Anyway, don't worry about it too much. I don't like high standards either.
'Huh...'

　All three of them stand up, as if reluctantly. I managed to calm them down by sitting them down in a chair.

'I think we're going to go take a bath.

　Else and the others slithered off to their rooms. It seems that Lean is also going back to the palace with Paula to report on Frayes and other matters. I made sure to remind her to keep her mouth shut about "Babylon" in the meantime.
　Sheska took Rosetta and headed to her room. Huh? Oh, so Rosetta is going to be our maid...?

So, where is everyone else?
He's tired, I know, sleeping like dirt, but he is.
'You don't have to force yourself to use honorifics or anything, okay? I'm not a nobleman or anything.

　I chuckle at Rebecca, who struggles with the unfamiliar words, and drink the water Rene brought me.

'Really? Then let me do so.
"Oh, come on, you don't mind, do you?
It's what he wants, okay? You'll be fine.

　Ignoring Logan's flustered words, Rebecca smirks. Well, the shattered look is more suitable for this person.

'So, what do you guys do after this? I'm sure the three of you could eat if you worked for the guild, but what about those girls who are sleeping?
''That's the thing, but these girls are village girls by nature, they don't have any special skills, and there's no way they can fight or anything like that. Could you leave them alone until you find a job in this city?
'Well, that's fine, but...'

　Work, huh? I thought about having the workshop mass produce bicycles and sell them to those kids, but I don't know if I can do that... I'd like to keep the workshop a secret, and if I'm going to sell those things, it's better to hire a professional rather than me selling them myself. Orba-san, the Mismid merchant, maybe. The fox beastman, Origa-san's father.
　Other than that, what kind of work could we do, like a food truck? I could build a food stall for them, but we'd need to pay for the foodstuffs, and I don't know if that would be enough to earn enough money for the seven of us to live on...
　No, I can't think of any good ideas. Business is so difficult, isn't it?
　Well, what should we do?