"Thank you for waiting, this is our daily sorbet."
When Reesha and I finished our meal, I leaned my neck by leaning two on the mysterious sorbet placed in front of me.
"Um, we didn't order it, so isn't it another table?
"Oh, uh, it's from a customer over there."
The clerk turned to his palm and there was a familiar uncle with a bottle of wine and a wave in his tea eyes.
"Duh, duh! Hey, Reesha to Rosie, I saw you here. Oh, that's an odd encounter! You're off today, huh?
When he comes to our side with his thousand feet dragging the chair, he lowers his back with a mysterious hanging voice.
It smells like alcohol even at this distance.
You're pretty good with the usual.
"Yeah, well. By the way, this..."
"Oh? I don't care. It's my luxury. It's always a good dream, thanks to you."
No, you're too weak at the battlefield, and I feel like I'm home every time I'm left cold.
I smile with that in mind.
"Ha ha. Well, thank you very much."
"Thank you!
As soon as I say thank you and then put it in my mouth, the citrus scent slips through my nose.
It has a firm acidity to the point of not claiming too much slight sweetness and is quite delicious.
"Grapefruit, I guess, it tastes good"
"It's really delicious!
"Ha ha, that's good! It would have been worth a treat if it'd tasted so good."
I thank Reesha and her uncle again for slapping her hand and rejoicing.
"Oh, what a jizzy. You want me to buy Rosie and Leisha?
"You're weak because you're simply freaking out at the battlefield. No matter how good a card you get, you can't win."
"Really, well, thanks to that, we're having a good time."
"Amen!?"
If you look at the voices, the threesome you saw was flying wild in one hand on a jock with booze.
I have eyes for one of them and wave in a light way.
It's not just the table there.
If you look around again like this, you'll see the faces you found out about just this area.
"Hey old man, don't break into friendly boy and girl dates because you want to win by how many cards!
"" "That's it. That's it!
The Don Chang noise in the store heats up even more by skinning such exchanges.
It's starting to seem silly to think hard about what it feels like already, like someone who's in a good mood and comes shoulder to shoulder, someone who's going to bump a glass while saying Way, someone who's going to come down to earth asking me to win the next game - etc.
"Pfft, you're a popular person"
"... the atmosphere got me drunk, I'm wondering if this is a bad idea."
When I realized it, I was laughing from the bottom of my heart. I tell him to squirm.
I had such a strange feeling that I was finally accepted into this city.
"Oh, no, Rosie, there's been a rumor about Master Grace that I told you about at the store last time. You know what?
"No, let me hear it"
In the meantime, one of the guests talks to me.
Speaking of which, did you get a lot out of this guy pretending to be interested in making sure the rumors were spreading properly?
"Well, not only is Grace missing, but some of the maids who were very close to Grace are gone."
Reesha looks at me when she hears that, and then she clings up the end of her mouth and laughs.
Wow, Risha got it right.
"... that, where is the information from?
"Bad. No, I just asked again, so I don't know the details."
Well, rumors are such a thing.
When he is discouraged, the man continues, "But wow."
"Without a bunch of maids at that time, people around you would wonder. I don't know if you'll talk to me, but if you want to hear more, why don't you ask the maid who still works for the lord directly?
Right, I see.
Talking about the mother of the current lord missing, I didn't think it would be strange if it had been rumored earlier.
Someone who notices an anomaly as soon as Grace M. Geolas disappears - except for the lord princess, who would be her exclusive or long-time maids.
So what if those maids were missing with you?
If no one notices the anomaly and speaks up, it is naturally weeks away that rumors of disappearance will begin to rise.
Considering the result is now... yeah, you're through.
"I'll try that. By the way, where can I talk to those maids? I knew I had to get to the Lords' Hall."
I can't just go out of my way to get into the enemy's home base and imitate gathering information.
"Hmm? Oh, yeah. You don't know Nan."
"Mr. Nan?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
That said, the man stood up, slid through the hedge and disappeared somewhere.
Eventually he brings back a woman in an apron.
That's this guy.
"I'm Nan... uh, you want to know about the maid?
Yes, she was the waitress who brought us the sorbet earlier.