Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Kiwi......

"Oh, I'm sorry, maybe...?

"Excuse me."

"Are you going to be grandpa?

"Excuse me."

As Catalina had said, Eve, who found a sign with wheat and pictures, entered the store where the sign was decorated, lined with four people. However, for some reason, in such a way as to fear….

Because the sign that hung on the store was different from what they had assumed. Though there was definitely a painting of wheat and thoughts, right next to it was also a painting of a large jock that made me dance with liquor and thoughts and liquids.

In other words, the painting that I thought wheat was actually barley cannot be discarded...... However, depending on the mindset, a general trading company (?) Possibly...... As for Eves, who couldn't find a store in the village that seemed like wheat was for sale outside of this one, even if this was for adults, he seemed to have to stop by.

And I've been speaking to the Eves who went inside the store--

"Oh, there you are. Where did you come from? As far as outfits go, they don't seem to be the kids in this town..."

--Snow Nation (?) was a female clerk. It should be noted that how old she is, when it comes to age unknown, on the contrary, there is an approximate idea.

Eve asks against such a clerk.

"Um... Is this wheat, maybe I keep it? Or maybe a liquor store?

"Oh, you saw the shop sign, didn't you? We're dealing with both, aren't we? I'm sorry? That was a hard sign to understand, wasn't it?

"If you're dealing with both, I don't think you have a choice."

"Hehe...... Thanks."

and female clerks who respond in a soft way. The counter on which she stood like that was lined with various items, and apparently this store was not only a grocery store dealing with cereals and liquors, but also various items. As the size of the village grew, so did the grocery stores, and as a result they may not know how many.

"Uh... all you needed was wheat, right? How much do you want?

"Nah...... I might want about 500kg!

"500 kilos...... oh, 500 grams, huh?

"Yeah, 500kg. Maybe 0.5t, huh?

As soon as I heard that word of Eve, the clerk would change his expression and think about it. She seemed to have considered various possibilities at this time.... are you just making fun of yourself again because you are simply wrong about the unit, or are you serious about it, and if so, do you have the means to carry something...

She uttered, out of it, the most likely conjecture.

"Hey, lady? Are you serious about that? Are you kidding me?

"Yeah? I'm not making fun of you and it's not appropriate?... When I think about wheat for one person, I might be able to figure it out for two weeks if I had 1 kg, so think hopefully if I had 2 kg, as a month would figure it out..."

"............" Pocahontas

"That's for 100 people, so maybe 400 kg, right? But it's badly chipped, so cut it up and 500kg. But what do you think... After all, in two months, maybe I should have about 1t? Well, I probably don't like it when it doesn't work... at 500kg after all"

"Hey, wait a minute!

"And maybe some rice and potatoes. It's the same as wheat, I wonder if 500 kg each would be enough."

"What... What!?

"You might need salt, too. You might want about 20kg!

"Oh no... not so much!

The clerk shakes his head as he blues his face to finally understand what the Eves are craving.

Then Eve asks.

"So, how long might we have in stock? I might want to buy all of them."

"And let me look into it"

"Yeah. Please"

"Um... can I ask you one thing? Could it be ladies...... are you ladies in some good house?

Beyond adult buying, massive buying that can no longer be described as a takeover. And the blue maid clothes and waitress uniforms made of Cortex that Eve and the others wore...... The clerk didn't seem to see the Eves as normal girls, no matter where they came from. And at the same time, why do they need tons of food......

Eve and the others shake their heads at such a clerk's inquiry.

"Yeah? Maybe not, huh?

I'm not a lady.

"I admire the lady..."

"I'm not a lady either."

And the four answered in unison.

"Perhaps a normal town girl."

"She's a normal town girl."

"She's a normal town girl, isn't she?

"It's a regular dragon."

"Oh yeah............ hmm?

A female clerk who tries to remember what the last one said because everyone replied in unison or because she feels like she missed something important. But I didn't think it was going to make me wait for a big mouth of customers... When she stopped thinking and pulled the books out from under the counter, she was in a hurry to start checking the inventory.