Baby Pharmacist Princess

“Business idea? Your way of speaking seems a bit different,” the shopkeeper remarked.

“Humans grow up quickly,” I replied.

“Do humans also grow horns?” she asked, pointing at my forehead with amusement.

But there was no malice in her tone. Encouraged, I continued speaking.

“You know those medicines you have here, you kept them because even dragons get sick sometimes, right?”

“Hmm, that’s correct.”

“Do you know how to use them or their dosages?”

“I have a rough idea.”

“But they didn’t work well, did they?”

“Hmm.”

“It was probably meant for hatchlings, not adult dragons, right?”

“……”

Wow, I guessed correctly. The shopkeeper’s pupils narrowed vertically as if trying to figure out what I was thinking.

‘It didn’t make sense for adult dragons to use human medicine,’ I thought.

Why would a strong adult dragon use human medicine? Unless it tasted like sugar to them or they found it interesting…

After thinking hard, I came up with this hypothesis:

First, dragons are strong from the hatchling stage.

Second, but it’s uncertain if they are as strong when they are newborn.

“I will live-stream the usage and dosages of those medicines!”

“……”

“So all dragons can see it, and then we’ll sell the medicine. It will be helpful for hatchlings less than 30 years old.”

Dragons have incredibly long lifespans. I know hatchlinghood lasts at least 300 years. To become an adult, they must surpass that age. So, up to 10% of that age, around 30 years old, they might be very fragile. They might be not much different from humans.

‘That’s why you bought human medicine.’

Right?

I looked at the shopkeeper’s narrowed pupils without fear.

After a few seconds, her pupils returned to normal.

“Your guess is correct. But it’s better not to say it aloud. It’s a dragon’s secret.”

“Got it! I’ll keep it a secret,” I said, crossing my fingers over my lips in an X and winking.

“Wise girl.”

Of course, life is precious.

“I won’t just stream the medicine; I’ll also introduce the items you sell here. As I become more popular, more dragons will watch. Eventually, some dragons might buy out of fan loyalty!”

Dragons have a lot of money. I’m opening a new spending channel for the rich.

“So that’s why you have the horn. To pretend to be a hatchling?”

“Yes, exactly. I even have a Dragon Heart. It’ll be convincing enough.”

Live-streaming like home shopping, taking orders during the broadcast. It might be difficult in the human world, but it’s possible in the dragon world. Here, magic that borders on miracles happens as naturally as breathing.

“So, what happens when orders come in?”

“Give me 10% of the gems.”

“In gems?”

“Yes, in gems. It must be gems.”

I emphasized it several times. This is to earn gems, after all.

“What if I don’t give you your share of the profits?”

“You said dragons don’t owe debts, right? Then dragons shouldn’t owe either!”

“Cheeky.”

“And you were the only one who helped me when it smelled bad.”

The other dragons watched from a distance and then left. It was a situation where they could have easily ignored me, but she helped and treated the injured child. I trusted in her kind heart.

“And we’ll write a contract, so don’t worry!”

Of course, trust is trust, and a contract is a contract. I do know how to separate business from personal matters.

“Well, it doesn’t seem like a losing proposition. Besides, Lord told me to help.”

Lord? Dragon Lord?

Her murmur made my eyes widen.

“Alright, let’s write the contract right away.”

But with her proposal to write the contract, thoughts about the Dragon Lord vanished from my mind. The important thing now was selling this plum wine to dragons!

“This is a gift.”

“What is it?”

“A liquor you haven’t tasted before! It’s plum wine.”

I smiled and listed the benefits of plums.

“So you’re giving me this precious thing?”

“Yes, it’s a contract gift. If you like it after trying it, we’ll sell it on the live stream!”

She skeptically looked at the bottle but nodded.

“I’ll film the first video next time! I need to go on the Ammon hunt.”

“Ah, it’s that time already. Alright then. Here’s an entry key. Consider it payment for the wine.”

“Yes, that’s fine!”

She wasn’t kidding about dragons not liking debt. But it works out perfectly for me!

The shopkeeper pulled out parchment and began writing with her nail.

“How many items will you introduce in the first broadcast?”

“Three. And they should only be available during the broadcast. We need to create scarcity.”

“Ah, right. Limiting availability… there. All done.”

Welcome, all dragon mothers of the world, to Cherry Home Shopping!

I carefully read the contract and stamped it. The shopkeeper also stamped it.

“Ahem, so we are now business partners.”

“I didn’t expect to convince you so quickly.”

“Business has been tough lately. Did you see the new big store that opened? It took all my customers.”

Her lament sounded genuine. Business must be rough.

“If this were my store, it would be different, but I have to pay rent. That wretched landlord takes 300 million gems every month.”

“300 million gems for rent…?”

“This is the best spot. But since that store opened, I can barely make this month’s rent.”

Goodness.

Living as a dragon isn’t much different from living as a human.

“Well, it’s not something to tell a child. I hope your home shopping idea works.”

“Me too!”

“Now, go. Your friend is here.”

???

My what is here?

I turned around, startled, and saw a boy quietly leaning against the glass window. He felt more like a plant than a person, basking in the soft sunlight, looking very serene.

‘You should’ve said something.’

I quickly grabbed my contract and waved at Sihat, making excuses.

“He’s not my boyfriend.”

“Really? You two seemed so attached last time.”

“Humans don’t usually date at this age.”

“Life is short for humans, isn’t it odd?”

Well, from a dragon’s perspective, it makes sense. They might wonder why we make such distinctions with such short lives.

‘But dating at four…’

No, look at me. Thinking about the Pope at a time like this!

“Sihat!”

“Cherishe.”

As I rushed out of the store, Sihat greeted me warmly. He looked better than before, with a bit more weight and a healthier complexion. He didn’t seem sick anymore!

“Do I really not need to call you Pope?”

“No, just Sihat is fine.”

“Then I’ll keep calling you by your name?”

“Yes. I also want to keep calling you Cherishe. Is that okay?”

“Yes!”

Sihat and I sat on a nearby bench. It was a bit secluded, so no one would overhear our conversation.

‘Last time, dragons complained about a bad smell, but not today.’

Must have been the blood smell then?

Anyway, that’s not important now. I glanced at Sihat and took a deep breath to stay calm and not bombard him with questions.

“Sihat, are we really very close in the future?”

Not just close, but what did he say? Inseparable?

I felt a bit shy and swung my legs, but Sihat answered calmly.

“Time travel is a very difficult spell.”

“Uh-huh.”

“You can die or get tangled between time lines and never escape.”

“Uh-huh.”

“I traveled through time to meet you.”

“Why? Am I not there in the future?”

“…Yes.”

“Am I dead?!”

The system said I’d restart if I died!

Did I finish the main quest and die?

“That’s not it.”

Before my imagination ran wild, Sihat denied it.

“At some point, you just left. I’m sorry I can’t explain more.”

“Ah.”

Did I leave after finishing the main quest? But why would I do that?

‘Would I leave the Princess’s life to go back to being a common person with a job?’

Impossible.

Then maybe I was forced out of this world.

As I pondered the future, I asked again.

“Then… Sihat, why did you come back through time? Besides meeting me.”

This was the key question. Why take such a risky and absurd step? Was something bad happening in the future?

But contrary to my wild imagination, Sihat’s answer was still romantic.

“I wanted to see you.”

“…What?”

“Really. I just wanted to see you.”

Is he a beautiful madman…?

After explaining how difficult and dangerous the spell was, he said it was just for me.

“You thought it was ridiculous to turn back time just for you, right?”

“Ah, you caught me!”

“It’s not ridiculous, Shuya. You were my everything.”

Sihat looked at me quietly, meeting my gaze.

“I missed you.”

His voice was filled with deep longing.