"Granny, this contains... medicine, right?"
Guter took a small brown bottle from the shopkeeper's hand, gave it a few shakes, and asked.
"Yes, it's medicine for treating diarrhea."
Shopkeeper Granny said with a warm smile, "I still remember that elf girl somewhat. A long time ago, she should have visited my shop."
"Just like this time, after tasting one flavor of ice cream, she kept trying every other flavor without stopping."
"She was exactly like me when I was young."
"Back then, I was also madly fond of ice cream. I even sought out the finest craftsman in the city and became his apprentice, turning that hobby into a sweet job I could do for the rest of my life."
"But no matter how delicious ice cream is, too much sweetness will still burden the body."
"Therefore, besides knowing which shop in the city had the best ice cream, which had the richest milk, and which offered the greatest variety of flavors, I also knew which pharmacy sold the most effective Diarrhea-Stopping Magic."
"So take this medicine back and give it to that elf girl."
As she spoke, Shopkeeper Granny stroked her chin and reminisced.
"If I remembered correctly, around thirty years ago, when I saw that elf girl outside the inn the next day, her face was very pale."
"Most likely... she hadn't had a very pleasant night before."
"Understood. Thank you, Granny."
Guter gripped the diarrhea medicine in his hand, bit his lip to suppress the laughter in his heart, and thanked her.
On the way back to the inn, Guter's shoulders shook as he laughed without restraint. He had never expected Teacher Serie to have such an embarrassing past.
Meanwhile, inside the inn.
Serie, who had returned to her room early, sat at the desk with a