"Gil, wait a minute."
That said, Camilla took me and Pamela to the store upstairs and made us sit side-by-side on the couch.
Then place a glass container with lots of ice and a bottle of fine glass and juice on the table from behind the counter.
"Pamela, I thought you were practicing at the store, so you should talk to Marc. Oh, Marc, we're strictly forbidden to touch.
Touch it. Recently, oneechan's unconscious reverse sexual harassment has been a bit of a thrill, but nothing comes up at the same age.
Now, please relax.
Saying hello in a clean manner, Camilla walked out the back door. So Pamela and I were left behind in the dark shop.
There is no conversation in the dim shop. Because it was a waste of time, Pamela stepped forward when she tried to get a juice bottle to drink even the juice she had prepared.
"Um, I'll do it..."
Pamela picks up the glass and starts putting ice in quietly using tongs. And when about 70% of the ice came in, I turned quietly with a muddler. I suppose you're cooling the glass. Then I slowly poured the juice and handed it to me.
It takes a lot of trouble to get a drink, and I realized it was like a night shop. Pamela must have already started her apprenticeship at the store. That's right, I still don't seem to be dealing with customers.
Pamela quickly prepares herself while she thinks about it.
"Thank you. I'll take it."
"I'll take it too...."
Only the sound of ice tilting the glass in a quiet shop echoes. It's kind of like a shop somewhere tonight, but what's going on here?
In the meantime, I took a sip and calmed down, so I tried talking to Pamela.
"Uh, I'm Mark, eight years old. Pamela... how old are you?
"... nine years old"
Answer while leaning.
"Well, it's just one more thing. Um, the juice is delicious."
"Yeah."
"The weather is nice today."
"Yeah."
"Do you like dogs or cats?
"... dog"
I'm a cat.
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... mmm, the conversation doesn't continue. There were girls of this age in church schools and in the Wolf League, so I thought we could have a conversation without any hesitation, but basically we were all active kids. Is it so difficult to talk if the type is different?
I don't even think it would be good if I stood on the roof with too much time between them. Thinking about what to do, Pamela leans down and opens her mouth.
"I'm sorry, I'm not very good at talking."
Apparently, my confusion has been conveyed. Originally, I am not a customer of the store, and my physical age is better than my mental age. It's not good to make someone apologize.
"Yeah, don't worry about it. I'm sorry. [M] This is the first time I've seen you."
"But I want to be able to talk a lot to people I don't know, like my mother...."
Suddenly the level of the shop's mom is impossible. Nevertheless, it's good to have a goal. So I first proposed an authentic step. I've never seen Pamela at church school, and I'm sure she didn't go there.
"Then why don't you go to church school? If I meet a lot of people, I'm sure I'll be good at talking."
"I went there once, but the boy played a trick on me, and I got scared."
I kind of heard about it. I wonder if he was messing with all the cute girls.
"Maybe it's Jack?
"That's what I think it was called...."
"He started working at twelve, so he hardly comes to church."
"But...."
"Well, shall I follow you?
Pamela shook her head.
I made a light suggestion that I knew someone on the edge of something, but it was rejected outright. Well, we just got to know each other, and Jack and I are not much different.
But talking doesn't mean you're ignored, and when you ask a question, you answer it, so you can have a little conversation. So I asked a lot about Pamela, and I summarized it like this.
Pamela is a child of Camilla and is now nine years old. I don't have any other brothers. I went to church school when I was six, but it seems I stopped going after Jack's eyes were on my first day.
Then Camilla tried to get him to go to church school several times, but he broke into Pamela who wouldn't go to a stubborn school, so he decided to start an apprenticeship at the store. And now I'm learning how to do the shop from Camilla and other employees while doing things like working for the office.
I got used to the conversation little by little and spent some time talking about things that weren't obvious afterwards, and I was kind of hungry because I was relaxed. Speaking of which, I haven't had lunch today.
But even if this happens, I always put extra dishes that my father cooked in the item box. Well, sometimes I don't come back for lunch while I'm working in an empty space.
That's why we'll have lunch. You should ask Pamela, too.
"Did Pamela finish her lunch?
"... not yet"
I see. Then why don't you join us?
Pamela leaned her pretty neck. It's faster to show them than to explain them.