We managed to get to the house while walking through the alley. I was really relieved when I went out on the road I knew. This time, I came in from the front entrance of the inn because I was with a customer.
I'm home.
"Welcome back. Oh, my God. Where is she?
Pamela greeted her with a nervous look as she gazed at Pamela with interest as she greeted her at the entrance counter.
"Hi. It's Pamela."
I'm going to help you tonight. I'm the daughter of a shop.
"Oh yeah, I'm Marc and Nicolas's mom. Nice to meet you."
"Ah, thank you very much!
As her mother greeted her with a smile, Pamela chewed and bowed. After all, strangers don't heal quickly.
"Mom, I'm having lunch with Pamela."
"Eh, I wonder..."
"I ate Pamela too!
"Nicola says the same thing, and you don't have to be shy. Sit over here."
That said, he took Pamela to the table and went back to the counter.
I think there are some characters on the menu that I don't know when I'm nine years old, so I'll suggest them to you. I was watching something like okonomiyaki on the street, so I was wondering if you could eat the main house.
How about okonomiyaki? I think I've seen it on the street, but I promise it tastes better than that. "
"Well then...."
Nicolas, too.
Okay, okay, hold on.
I ordered a menu and went to the counter next to my mother. Then my mother whispers when she approaches me gently.
"... so, Delica-chan or Pamela-chan, which is the real thing?
What are you talking about to an eight-year-old?
"I wonder if that's too soon for me."
"What are you talking about? When I was about Mark, you loved my dad, right?
I have heard many times that they are childhood friends and that my mother was fed on my father's cooking. But even so, I'm over thirty years old at my mental age. Because the balance between mind and body is in a strange state, I don't know how much love affection is.
Let's just take it easy.
Besides, three okonomiyaki tentacles.
"Already.... Don't be an adult with a stab in the back.
"Yes."
I think it's more difficult for me to be loved than to be stabbed. I replied lightly and returned to the table.
Three okonomiyaki baked by my father are brought in after a while. It is the size of a child about the size of the CD of the previous life.
"Delicious!"
Pamela sipped and shouted. I guess so, because it's one of the masterpieces that combines my father's skills with the materials I've prepared. It is never a substitute for money in street stalls.
Careful of Pamela's satisfactory reaction, the entrance to the cafeteria opened and Celine came.
"I'm home. Oh? Marc, I can't put a cute kid in the corner. My name is Celine. Where's your daughter?
Hi, it's Pamela.
"Nice to meet you. Can I sit with you?
"Yeah, that's fine. Celine, what did you do today?
"I'm off today because I'm tired from yesterday's monster hunt. I was thrown into an improvisation party together, but I'm tired because it's hard to do it. I'm glad the solo is easy."
Celine sat down and answered.
"So I went to see the Lord's march earlier, but it was crowded and I was just tired."
Did Celine go to see it?
Speaking of which, I met Delica over there. I hear you're off work today. "
"I thought you knew it was gonna be a long day, and Delica said she wanted to go see the march, so she took the day off."
"... you're certainly free today."
Celine looks out at the storefront, which is more chaotic than usual. I wonder if the customer is being taken to the east today.
"Even though there were a lot of people coming to see it, there were about a hundred people on the inspection team, right? I was kind of surprised to see it."
"Is it more amazing elsewhere?
Hmm. I've seen the triumphant parade of victorious skirmishes in other countries, but it wasn't like that. "
"Isn't that different from the triumphant parade?
That's true too. Well, if Mark grows up and goes out of town, he'll have a chance to see a lot of things. "
"Huh? Marc, are you leaving town?
Pamela clasped her mouth in a surprising tone.
"Hmm, I don't know right now, but do you want to see the land?
"That's right...."
It's kind of a chompy Pamela. Does it feel like a fresh friend is transferring to school? No, no, it's not good right now, is it?
"Nfufufu. Pamela? Men are ships, women are ports. You just have to be nice and welcome him when he comes back."
"! That's what my mother said...."
Mr. Camilla, you're really teaching me too many things.
"Speaking of women, Rack's brother was at a joint party yesterday..."
--After that, I continued eating while talking nonsense with Celine. Pamela was then sent back to Iris and returned to her parents' home.
So when the sun began to set after spending the day helping the house, Nicolas and I headed for Iris, which was close to opening hours.