The Curse of Being Hated Has Been Lifted

15 – Business (2)

“Do you mean all of this sells out?”

Shohel couldn’t help but be astonished at the sight of red bean bread selling out in an instant, even at a price that increased by 1 silver from yesterday.

“It sells, because this is an academy.”

“What does an academy have to do with bread being sold out?”

“It means that it’s a place where people with a lot of pride, sensitivity to trends, gather.”

Red bean bread was a special food worth trying at least once.

After red bean bread was sold once yesterday, a rumor spread in the academy that red bean bread was a very unique food. Our noble guests were willing to spend around 4 silver for a somewhat decent experience. That’s why Logan was able to sell all 15 portions of red bean bread he had prepared today.

If Shohel hadn’t caught the wind in the first place, he might not have sold a single piece. However, Logan had prepared countermeasures just in case, so there was no pressure on him.

“Surely, tomorrow it will be sold for 5 silver?”

“No, it will be sold for 6 silver.”

The dough was something he could get with just money, but red beans were limited in quantity. Since he secretly cultivated them to avoid the eyes of the family, he couldn’t gather a large amount. It was certain that it would run out after about two days of business.

“Next time, I’ll need to get an investment.”

Emphasizing that to obtain red beans, one must go through Logan, getting the investment of the nobles and creating a red bean farm wouldn’t be such a difficult task.

“Wow… This seems like a gangster move…”

6 silver for one red bean bread?

As a noble, the amount was not burdensome, but it wasn’t a small sum to invest in unfamiliar food for the first time.

However, rumors about red bean buns had already spread widely within the academy, and expectations were high.

The fact that Logan was the one selling the red bean buns would have contributed to the advertising.

“Selling it like this only covers the cost.”

Buying the machine cost more than one gold.

If it weren’t for a bet with a blacksmith from before, he would have lost several times more, but there was a sense of dignity in receiving this much.

[Red Bean Buns for Sale. Price: 6 Silver]

Logan started his business in the same place the next day, but this time there were beings approaching before the students.

To be precise, they were students, but their status was not that of ordinary students.

“What are you doing right now?”

There was no need to see the badge hanging on their shoulders.

Just by their tone, they were already making it known to the entire neighborhood that they belonged to the leading group.

“We’re doing business.”

“This place is the sacred academy.”

“So what?”

‘I can’t understand a word they’re saying.’

If it were last year’s Logan, the problem would have been solved with just a few stomps, but for some reason, the dirty and disgusting atmosphere that always surrounded him was not felt, thanks to some strange sorcery he had learned somewhere.

“Doing this kind of business is prohibited!”

“Who says?”

Ignoring the leading group member, Logan took out the dough and red beans.

“There’s no rule against doing business within the academy.”

Naturally, there wasn’t.

Who would think of a student doing food business within the academy?

“Moreover, there’s no rule against students doing business, and there’s no rule against bringing food into the academy. On what grounds are you stopping me from doing business?”

Even under Logan’s icy gaze, the student council member never flinched.

No matter how coldly Logan looked at him, in the end, wasn’t it Logan?

He didn’t have any overwhelming power, and there weren’t any forces supporting him.

“Though there’s no such rule, engaging in actions that disrupt the order of the academy is prohibited.”

It was a magical rule that, when applied to the nose, became a nose ring, and when applied to the ear, became an earring.

‘Not entirely baseless, though.’

Logan knew as well.

That doing business within the academy was by no means normal.

So, it made sense to face consequences.

However, instead of imposing sanctions so oppressively, they could have explained their circumstances, prevented business with reasonable justifications.

“So, right now, take your junk and leave the academy premises.”

Facing the student council member as if asking, ‘What can you do if I say this?’ Logan let out a small laugh.

“So, you’re saying what I’m doing disrupts the order of the academy?”

“Of course. So, will you leave right away?”

“Sorry, but I can’t do that.”

Logan pointed behind the student council member, looking at other students who were glaring at her.

“If you just leave from here, the guests behind might disrupt the order of the academy.”

Being human was such a treacherous thing.

Just a while ago, those who rejected Logan to this extent were now siding with him, all because they had red bean buns.

Of course, with the previous year’s student leader graduating, the power of the student council had significantly weakened. Still, seeing several students siding with Logan over a mere bun made him chuckle.

“No…”

“Unfortunately, it seems the business ends here today. No, I can’t do it at all. What can I do when the student council is blocking us?”

“Who does he think he is?”

“What right does he have to stop the business when others are okay?”

If the student council member blocking Logan had been a bit smarter or, even without intelligence, had enough power due to a higher grade, he would have stopped Logan even in this atmosphere. However, this friend was not only foolish but also lacked strength, so he chose the worst method.

“Alright…”

He just ran away while glancing at the people around.

“If you’re going to pull a knife, at least cut something.”

If he had done that and chased Logan away, he would have achieved his original intention at least. However, due to picking a fight and running away, he lost his image, and there was no gain at all.

“Selling red bean buns.”

This time, the business ended quickly again.

He sold only 15, and that was enough.

“Student, can I talk to you for a moment?”

At a point when the students had not yet dispersed, a professor with long, lavender-colored hair approached Logan.

Her identity was known not only to Logan but also to all the students nearby.

Student Head Serien

She was one of the professors responsible for teaching magic at the academy, and a figure that all students feared.

Originally in charge of student affairs overseeing the order among students, there was no one who wasn’t intimidated by her unless they had an incredibly impressive background.

“Of course.”

Students, while perhaps afraid of Serien, did not dislike or resent her.

It was because whenever she disciplined students, it was always in a seemingly rational manner.

Moreover, in Logan’s case, he was more inclined to like her.

She was an advocate of principles to the point of fanaticism, and that’s why she had defended him many times even when he was in the accused position.

Logan was not in a good mood, but that didn’t mean he should be accused as the culprit without sufficient evidence. In contexts similar to this, he had heard the best arguments among the professors ten times over.

“There’s no rule explicitly stating that conducting business within the academy is prohibited.”

Serien looked at Logan with her characteristic cold expression.

Her tone was also so firm that not only Logan but all the students present knew that she was not angry.

When she did get angry, it felt like a tremendous heat, like a volcano exploding.

“That doesn’t mean you’re allowed to conduct business within the academy. The academy was built for the improvement of students’ knowledge. Even during periods like festivals, leaving such stalls here as they are is not acceptable. Just because there’s no rule against graffiti on the academy grounds doesn’t mean you can graffiti. Do you understand?”

Logan simply nodded obediently.

Serien had spoken very logically.

“And the smell of food can be disturbing to other students. Noise is the same. If you really want to sell bread to academy students, do it in the area in front of the academy. I will inform the security in advance.”

This was why Serien was frightening.

She was extremely rational.

Students who fly should not be treated that way, and I present an irresistible alternative.

In Logan’s case, it was an alternative that Logan himself could be satisfied with, but for those who really fly, I presented only an alternative that they could not refuse, but really did not want to do.

“All right. Starting tomorrow, I will do business outside the academy.”

Logan simply accepted her words.

“Oh, and could you follow me for a moment? I have something to say about the discipline the Asrian students have received so far.”

Leaving the machine to Shohel, Logan followed Sirien.