Carbonated water sold explosively.
They think I created it, which, along with rarity, spread rapidly.
I never had to appeal with a Pandora bottle, as Margaret did.
The carbonated water itself was something of a Lyota original.
So I let out what the vanadium put out, and left it.
They sold from the side where they were shipped.
There was another reason why it sold because it was "me".
Protect the vanadium, just pay the annual rent for a long time, and I didn't do anything.
From me, to cover the vanadium, so it was natural not to do anything or let it happen.
If that's from an outside person who doesn't know anything, there was a lot of "seemingly" time for this nothing.
I mean, this carbonated water,
"What that Lyota Satoh has created over time"
It seemed.
It added value to my visibility, which is even rising, that I took plenty of time.
It led to an explosion in sales.
At night salon, Elsa piled up a bunch of bills on the table.
Recognizable portions - just a little more bundle of bills than.
Besides, Vanadium was tilting his little neck.
Elsa stacked it in front of the vanadium.
"It's 125 million pyro. Fractions carried over"
……
"The benefit of carbonated water this past week, it's vanadium."
Even though Elsa said so, Vanadium looked unclear with his neck clenched.
I'm aware of that.
I understand.
The meaning of that forehead.
I don't know. Vanadium has come to me in the natural stream, grabbing the hem and staring upwards.
What do you mean? Because it was a gesture that felt like, I explained.
"It's a vanadium rent."
……
"1.5 billion in a year, 125 million pyro in a month"
……
Vanadium was hazy.
I stared at a bunch of 125 million piro bills, piled on the table.
While I'm surprised, a little happy face.
Look at such vanadium, Elsa smiles with a grin.
"Yes, this is a month's worth - Vanadium helped Mr. Lyota."
……
First of all, I'm surprised - and a full grin.
I'll run over here and come back and grab my hem and look at it for you.
I'm going to look up to you from close enough to snuggle your body almost.
Is that true?
I thought I heard that.
"No, you don't think it helped. In the first place..."
"Mr. Lyota."
Elsa slowly blocked my words along the way.
"Huh?"
Look at Elsa, but she didn't say anything more.
Just smile...... with a nicotine, faintly squeeze your chin and simmer the vanadium.
Oh...... well.
Should I do that?
It's hard to beat the crap out of me with truth or honesty one way or another for what my kids did to me.
Did your attention help?
Yeah, I stood up.
That's fine.
I reached out and stroked Vanadium's head.
As soon as he did, Vanadium gave him a full innocent smile, as if a large circle of flowers had blossomed.
"So can we please keep doing this?
"...... (Cocksucking)!
"Thanks...... glad to hear it"
I'll add the last word I forgot.
Vanadium laughed more and more happily that he wanted to help me.