Black Tail had five Little Tyrant Source Crystal Stones tucked into their pocket, and they felt deeply uneasy.
Although Black Tail admitted that after trying these miraculous Source Crystal Stones, they really did feel pleasant, even bringing back the simple, pure happiness of childhood, when Joy Potions were unnecessary.
But Black Tail wasn't sure whether other Joy Potion users would like this thing.
With that uncertainty in mind, Black Tail first ruled out the violent types in the city districts and chose some customers who were relatively easier to talk to.
At the same time, they needed to be the sort who could provide a large number of Source Crystal Stones.
Black Tail evaded the Patrollers' search and arrived at a residence near the Alchemy Factory.
This was considered the safest place in the entire city. These Alchemy Factories were managed by the city lord, so the people living nearby were comparatively well-behaved.
Black Tail came to the entrance of a clinic and knocked on the door. A small hatch appeared in the door, and after a pair of eyes inside looked Black Tail up and down, the door slowly opened.
As they stepped inside, a tall, thin man approached them.
"Black Tail, I thought you'd forgotten about me."
The man wanted to give Black Tail a hug, but Black Tail simply sidestepped it.
"I don't have time for nonsense."
Black Tail glanced to either side. This was a clinic, and business seemed fairly good.
People were often injured in the Alchemy Factory, making this the place where they came for treatment.
"Did you bring what I asked for?"
The doctor led Black Tail deeper into the clinic, and Black Tail symbolically showed him their pocket.
The two of them went all the way into an empty office.
Homemade Joy