I Will Be Unrivaled With The Skill [Sewing]! They Said It Was A Bad Skill, But With Effort, I will Make It A Hit~ - Chapter 10

Episode 10: Moving into the Girls’ Dormitory

Time flowed, and ten months had passed since Seneca acquired her skill.

Seneca had become an Iron-ranked adventurer. She had defeated every monster and gathered every material from the forest near the town.
Although she could have advanced ranks sooner, Trulia advised her to stay low-key due to the previous incident.

Nort, Pike, and Mitz had been promoted to Iron rank before Seneca.
The three were seen as the town’s rising stars.
While they still couldn’t catch up to Seneca, they were among the top of their cohort in terms of ability.

Emily had left the orphanage a while ago.
Having turned twelve, she finished her apprenticeship and now worked at Tolga’s shop.
On Emily’s days off, she and Seneca would occasionally go out together.

Seneca mostly handled embroidery work for Tolga’s shop.
No one in the town could match Seneca’s speed at sewing.
She had honed her craft to an extraordinary degree.

Kito was still studying at Yuria’s shop.
Yuria seemed to recognize Kito’s potential and planned to recommend her to the Royal Academy of Magic.
According to Kito, Yuria’s recommendation virtually guaranteed admission, so excelling in the entrance exams to match the expectations was critical.

Kito, too, would leave for the capital next year.

As for Lucius, no news had come.
Despite the discovery of a new Saint, such rumors hadn’t reached Baetica.

Seneca and Kito had written numerous letters, but none had received a reply.
Given Lucius’s personality, he wouldn’t intentionally leave them unanswered, leading the two to suspect interference somewhere along the way.

Even if Lucius couldn’t reply, Seneca hoped the letters had at least reached him.

Seneca’s work as an adventurer, embroiderer, and gatherer of medicinal materials was all going smoothly.
Thanks to this, Seneca had become relatively wealthy for her age.

Her hunting and gathering tasks were consistent, and the quality of her deliveries was outstanding.
Embroidery, being highly valued, was also lucrative.
Yuria had begun ordering higher-quality materials, further increasing Seneca’s earnings.
Seneca was steadily building her reputation.

With her savings accumulating, Seneca decided to leave the orphanage.
Her departure would mean more resources for the remaining children.

Most children left the orphanage within a year or two after receiving their skills.
While some struggled with managing their finances and returned, most did well.

Seneca acted swiftly.
First, she consulted Kito, then Trulia. After organizing the information, she made her decision and finally reported it to Sister Claire, confident this approach would yield the best outcome.

The adventurers’ guild offered dormitories for children.
They provided affordable housing by deducting fees directly from earnings or having residents assist with guild tasks.

Baetica had several guild dormitories, but Seneca chose one run by a matron who was an acquaintance of Kito’s mother.

Seneca opted for a pricier two-person room to focus on her embroidery work. Most rooms accommodated four to six people.
Her roommate was a girl named Maior.

Maior, a year older than Seneca, was known for her highly useful skill, Detection.
She had golden-brown hair, always neatly tied into a short style above her shoulders.

“You’re Seneca, right? I heard from Miss Mint that you’d be my roommate starting next week!”

Maior approached Seneca after she had delivered a request to the guild.
She had a vibrant, energetic demeanor, quite different from Seneca’s quieter and more cautious personality.

“I heard you became an Iron-ranked adventurer even without a combat-oriented skill! That’s amazing!”

Maior spoke without a trace of reservation.
Unused to receiving direct praise, Seneca blinked in surprise.

“I’m Maior. I’m aiming to become a Bronze-ranked adventurer right now. Nice to meet you!”

Her bright smile was incredibly cheerful.

The day Seneca left the orphanage arrived.
The director and Sister Claire gave her an exaggerated send-off, but Seneca, thinking she could always return, kept her farewell to a heartfelt hug.

Some of the younger children, who enjoyed listening to Seneca’s tall tales, began to fuss and cry upon hearing she was leaving.

The scene was so endearing that Seneca assured the younger children she would return to tell more stories, successfully calming them down.

In the end, Nort came to see her off.
“I won’t lose to you, Seneca,” he declared with an inexplicable sense of rivalry.
However, he gave her a dismantling knife as a farewell gift, which delighted her greatly.

Seneca was, in many ways, straightforward.

When Seneca arrived at the dormitory with her belongings, Maior was there waiting for her.
It seemed Maior intended to help her settle in.

As they worked together and talked, Seneca learned that Maior was the daughter of a merchant family.
Maior had recently bought a new blanket and kindly gave her old one to Seneca.
Seneca was so happy that Maior couldn’t help but feel satisfied with herself.

Maior also advised Seneca on various items that would be useful for dorm life, and the two went shopping together.

Maior observed Seneca closely.
While Seneca never bought anything unnecessary, she was decisive about purchasing what she deemed essential.
Noticing that Seneca had a good handle on her finances, Maior developed an even greater liking for her.

Maior had an exceptional knack for gauging a person’s character through their spending habits.

That evening, the two shared dinner in the dormitory.
Since it was Seneca’s first day, Maior had prepared her portion without asking. However, starting tomorrow, Seneca would need to place her order by the afternoon.

Though meals weren’t free, they were heavily subsidized by the guild, making them much cheaper than eating out.
Some residents, however, used the dormitory Kitchen to cook their own meals.
Cooking was considered an important skill for adventurers.

Back in their room, Seneca and Maior had an in-depth conversation about themselves.

Maior was turning twelve this year.
Her current goal was to become a Bronze-ranked adventurer by the age of fifteen.

The capital city had schools for children aged twelve to fifteen.
Maior aspired to enter the Royal Adventurers’ Academy. While she could technically enroll now by paying a fee, achieving Bronze rank would grant her a full tuition waiver and special privileges.
This goal drove her to work tirelessly.

Seneca, on the other hand, had never considered attending school and hadn’t realized such opportunities existed.

The adventurers Seneca had met were practical, hands-on individuals, and none had attended formal schools.
However, Maior explained that graduating from an adventurers’ academy often had significant advantages.

The environment was well-equipped, students could interact with top-tier adventurers, and there were opportunities to connect with high-ranking aristocrats and wealthy individuals.
Because of these benefits, the competition to enter adventurers’ schools has become increasingly fierce in recent years.

Seneca and Lucius’s parents had honed their skills entirely in the field.
They learned through trial and error, often putting their lives on the line.
As such, the idea of attending school had never crossed Seneca’s mind.

“Seneca, the world is vast. My grandfather used to say it’s important to understand its breadth while you’re young,” Maior remarked.

Seneca nodded, murmuring, “I see.”

Maior often ventured into the Baet Forest solo.

The Baet Forest, located about an hour from the town gates, was a popular spot for Iron- and Bronze-ranked adventurers.
Though Seneca also frequented the forest alone, she had never encountered Maior.
The forest was expansive, so they likely explored different areas.

Seneca asked Maior why she worked solo.
Maior explained that she hadn’t found a companion whose fighting style complemented her own.

While she sometimes invited people she got along with to explore the forest, none had felt like the right fit. Still, these interactions helped Maior build a broad network of acquaintances and friends.

“Seneca, why don’t you come to the Baet Forest with me sometime?”

“Sure,” Seneca replied, seemingly earning Maior’s approval.

“I can go tomorrow, but when’s good for you?”

“I have plans today and tomorrow, so how about the day after?”

“Got it. Let’s head out the morning after then. I’m looking forward to it,” Maior said with a bright smile, gripping her trusty broadsword.