“Murano Kobo’s sses are not only beautiful, but they are also strong enough not to break easily when dropped. This strength is created by a processing method developed by Master Murano. A long, thin pen would be a bit more fragile, but we can make it much stronger than if it was made from ordinary ss.” (Rev)


    “Do you know how to process it?” (Ekaterina)


    “Yes, I inherited it from my master. I made this ss myself.” (Rev)


    Hearing these words, Ekaterina looked at the ss carefully again.


    <b>Ekaterina’s POV</b>


    I don’t know how to evaluate a ss, but the shape is perfect, the thickness is even, the red color is vivid, and there is no unevenness in the color. If he was entrusted with such a ss made of expensive materials, Rev would have been evaluated greatly by his master.


    “I don’t know much about ss, but it’s beautiful. I think you did a wonderful job.” (Ekaterina)


    “Thank you, my Lady. Master Murano’s work was far more impressive, but he also recognized that my work could be produced and proudly carry the name of Murano Studio.” (Rev)


    Oh, so you’re saying that it was created by Master Murano, but the whole workshop was producing it. I suppose that’s normal. By the way, I heard that in my previous life, there was a time when the paintings that were believed to be the works of the painter Rembrandt were found to be the works of Rembrandt’s workshop. Many of them were his disciples’ paintings, and the paintings in various museums were reappraised to see if they were his own.


    I heard that many museums were disappointed to find out that the paintings were those of his pupils, but I thought that Rembrandt must have been a great artist to have trained so many pupils who could paint as well as he did.


    When I was thinking about it, Rev said with a serious face.


    “But there’s a problem.” (Rev)


    <b>3rd POV</b>


    “Well, what is it?” (Ekaterina)


    “This strength can only be achieved here in the Murano workshop. We can’t make it without a fire in that furnace, which is full of the master’s ingenuity.” (Rev)


    <i>Eh.</i>


    “This workshop is now up for sale. My master had debts. My master was a great craftsman, but he wasn’t good at business. There were times when he was cheated. So, as soon as my master passed away, they took away our workshop.” (Rev)


    With a thoughtful expression, Rev looked at Ekaterina.


    “But I want to work here. I want to make things here that can only be made here. That’s why I’m begging you, Miss. Please buy this workshop!” (Rev)


    !?


    Rev bows his head deeply.


    “I’ll make ss pens, sses, or whatever you want, Young Lady. I will never let you lose money. The name of the Murano workshop has not been forgotten yet, and I’m sure that the products made with my skills, which were trained by my master, will fetch a good price… Well, I’ve never done business before, but I’ll do my best. My sry can be much lower. So, please help me keep this workshop going.” (Rev)


    <b>Ekaterina’s POV</b>


    “I’m sorry, you said you needed help?” (Ekaterina)


    “If this ce is bought by someone who wants to do something different, not a ss workshop. The master’s furnace will be destroyed. It wouldn’t be right. It’s worth so much. It’s the only one in the world, and there are many beautiful things that only it can produce. That kind of value.”


    Rev Continues.


    “I know I’m being absurd. But there aren’t many people who could afford this ce. Surely, this is our only chance. Please, I beg you. Miss, please buy this Workshop.” (Rev)


    “…”