Akuyaku Reijou ni Nanka Narimasen. Watashi wa『Futsuu』no Koushaku Reijou desu!

The disappearance of Mr. Michoo is left to the Waluze family… or to Mr. Ravioli and Rabbisha. Gaeta is an escort at once, so it stays.

"Uh, I knew you were still crying"

"It's none of your business!

Are you ashamed to find out you were crying, Rabbisha? I swell my cheeks. Gaeta is smiling bitterly. He's a sweet brother, isn't he, Gaeta?

"Lady, I will definitely try to help the lady!

Has Rabbisha relieved herself? It's always been the same. Yeah, don't push it. I'm glad you look better.

"With a slight force, we're here to help. It is only natural to fulfill your daughter's wishes. Plus I can't overlook it as a former merchant. Leave it to me."

Hmm? Mr. Ravioli, things are usually...? Angry... are you there?

"Oh, you're done arcogging"

"There are people in the world who shouldn't piss you off, right? Your grief."

Hmm? It seems to me that for the Waruze brothers and sisters, your father should never be allowed to clean up. Let's remember.

Mr. Ravioli and Rabbisha just went to gather information. We are coming to your grandfather's garden.

"Wow..."

My brother is sparkling. My eyes are shining.

And Gaeta and Tosarken have far-eyed eyes. Yeah... good luck. My brother's been like this a long time!

"Brother, there's a really beautiful rose with an improved variety over there."

Me pulling my brother's hand. My brother will follow me honestly, too.

"Wow..."

My brother is glittering. Yeah, did you still like it?

"This is like a petal lace... is this a gradient color! Wonderful! Good overall balance, and good taste! What about soil and fertilizer? I wonder if the gardener is here!?

Yes, my brother is super high tension. Gardener, I apologize first. Excuse me.

"Oh... the... rose I will take care of. There's a rose of light, and it's from a place my late wife and daughter loved."

"Really!? Excellent! Can you improve the variety, too?

"No, you have a second son (diesel)..."

"I would also like to ask the second son (diesel) how to take care of it!!

My brother's eyes are going to shine too bright and sparkle beams. Your grandfather is also slightly distracted by his brother's momentum. A servant who can bring a second son (Ikenier). The second son says he has no sword talent and is a scholar. The major is plant variety improvement. It's a sea onion! The duck came bearing the onion! Duck Nanban is delicious, isn't it! Let's try it next time... no, no, don't look away from reality! Don't run away... don't run away... don't run away...

Your grandfather has been freed for a new sacrifice, but your second son is the bait next! Sorry brother!!

Three hours later............... Gaeta seemed spicy so I sent Ravioli to help me. Tosarken was about to lose his soul, too, so I sent him to the orphanage to help. I went with my tail. Cash.

"Hey, I can't really talk to everyone! Mr. Rubelt... No, Lou! We're friends! You can have a dill about me! Hey, what a good day this is!

"Right, Dill! I'm really impressed! It's good to see you! We've never talked so much! We are best friends... no, we are friends of heart and comrades!!

Mr. Diesel was like his brother, not a sea urchin. The men (nerds) knew and sounded. They are no longer that one. Soulmate. It sounded so appealing to me. A relatively familiar brother has his heart fully open. Wow, that's unusual.

Mr. Diesel, a botanical researcher from the beginning. Brain muscle A large number of Wolfanaea seemed to see it as only a rich man's journey, such as a rare companion who could talk to each other in the first place, and an improvement in the variety of flowers he could not eat. Mr. Diesel was hungry for a fellow (geek) to talk to.

And my brother is also a different color in the magic court. A magic plant, or he likes plants. There is no sleigh in the first place with the magic court of magic supremacy. My brother was also hungry for a fellow (geek) to talk to.

The men knew.

Six hours have passed.

"I expected you, but you can't go home today. Get in touch."

It's not what I planned, but I contacted you. My parents decided in the phrase 'wonderful rose garden' that I'm not going home today... no, my brother won't be able to move and go home. That's our parents. I understand my brother.

"I've never seen a smile like that on a diesel."

"" Me too ""

Your family is scared too. Mr. Diesel... talk as much as you like today.

My brother......... I don't care because this happens sometimes. Sometimes you talk to me, but in that case I listen to you thoroughly, so it won't be enough. Occasionally I would like this. They make it, think about the layout of the garden with me, and give me rare flowers. But it doesn't extend to my brother's expertise at all. It is no choice but to rejoice in meeting a comrade who speaks on the same level.

After hours... days if you do poorly... no, it could be months. Anyway, the men's fever won't cool for a while. In the meantime, let's force him to eat the rice. I made up my mind and headed to the kitchen.