I Decided to Cook Because the Losing Potion Was Soy Sauce

"Oh, you don't know? Clients? Press the room number.

The woman called out to Nana, who was standing there without a place.

"Ah, no, it looks like I'm not here..."

"Oh, really? Which room?"

When Yuri gave the number of the room where she lived, the woman shouted softly.

"Do you have business with your neighbor? Ah, did you visit Yuri?

Nana was delighted at hearing Yuri's name.

Lucky to see your neighbor by chance. And Yuri. Nana was relieved that someone would think of Yuli in her friendly name. I feel a little at ease if my neighbor cares about Yuri.

"Yes, that's right. Um, a friend since I was a student."

I see. But if it's Yuri's homecoming, she hasn't been back in the apartment for a while.

"What about it?"

Homecoming births?

Nana is bound to use her brain to organize the information she has just acquired.

"Who said that?

Who is it?

Is Yuri's story true?

I mean, Yuri doesn't have any more family. There is no place to go home.

Besides, if my husband doesn't want a child, he wants a child... because he's negative...

"My husband. Maybe you're pregnant and going home? Because that's what I said when I asked. We all raised the amulet of cheap birth."

Fufufu, my boss laughs happily.

I'm glad that someone will be happy with Yuri's pregnancy, but someone will be able to protect her.

But it's not.

That's funny.

It's impossible for Yuri to give birth at home 100%.

"I can't believe it....."

Where do you think you're going home even though you don't have a home?

"Oh, you didn't hear? Oh yeah, Yuri didn't have a smartphone unusual for a young kid."

A woman put her hand on her cheek as she murmured.

"Um, when Yuri comes back, no, if Yuri contacts you, can you tell me?!

Remove the notebook from the bag.

I carry my notebook and ballpoint pen so that I can immediately take notes of what I always notice.

Write down the phone number, name and email address in the notebook, tear the paper and hand it to the woman.

"Yes, of course. Nana-san. I'll tell Yuri to contact me when she gets back. Ah, but yes, if you're full of babies, I'll let you know. It's called Yamamoto. It's not that mistress... even if I tell her I want her to contact me, it won't help me."

The woman sighs as if she remembers a lot.

Nana was thrilled by the word "master".