Stella, fully aware of her role and the significance of the task at hand, had her focus razor-sharp. Even if the potion failed to be properly crafted on Earth, Wataru knew he wouldn't be angry. The effort and labor they had invested were significant, but he understood that replicating something from another world under different conditions was a gamble. If all methods proved futile, they could simply abandon the idea of production on Earth and focus on importation. With that mindset, Wataru watched Stella's process with a calm demeanor.
Stella, however, was visibly determined. She wore an apron woven from special protective material in case of splashes, cinched tightly at the waist, accentuating her ample figure.
"Alright, I'll begin making the potion. Since we're dealing with a different world altogether, I'll start with the most basic and simple potion."