"Maybe Citra should go a little further to the right."
"Right. Let's take another shot."
Mr. Akai's repairs were completed shortly.
I'm going to do it myself next time because I say it's a repair that's not difficult and I was given a tour of where I'm fixing it...... Honestly, I wasn't sure what I was doing too soon either. I took the video so I think I'll look back later.
Murasaki, who saved Akai from the injury of honor, was interrupting Mio's house next door with me. Now it's during a shooting session with Citrus and Yu and matching stuffed animals side by side.
I just exchanged my sister-in-law's vows in a late-night tension, and I think it sounds like we're really close.
"Okay, we'll take Citra to the right, four millimeters."
"That would change the angle to the camera. Uh, function calculator and indexer, where did it go... Matsumoto, don't you know?
"It's a tool for work, so I did store it there."
"That's right. I'll get it."
"I'll fix the woolly mess"
It was only a miscalculation that it was a lot different from my imaginary photo shoot.
"Should I have noticed when Murasaki brought in a one-eyed reflex camera..."
"Photoshoot with matching stuffed animals"
Though I think it's personal freedom to ask and imagine what.
At least I thought it felt like I took one of those stuffed animals on my smartphone and said, "I can't see" or "I can't see".
That's why Murasaki has a stuffed fur with dedicated kushi and needles, and Mio is tapping the function calculator next door.
"Yeah, okay at this angle. Now you should be looking at the camera the same way you just did."
"I've never seen a function calculator before"
"Thank God I've been involved in architectural work."
"I see."
"Well, let's continue with the shoot."
"Yes, lighting, camera settings, along with no problem"
Basha basha and shutter sounds in the house. Apparently, photography is a natural way to take dozens of pictures and carefully select good ones.
I asked him if there would be that much difference in the immobile subject, but he replied in three letters, "I will leave". They're leaving.
"Does this feel like it might take a little longer?
"What do you say, Kira?
"It looks fine. If you just take this, you'll be done."
"Really? Then..."
"Well, let's put one in next, and we'll hold one."
"Right. If you come up with any other good schematics, add them."
…………
I shut up and turned off the kettle.
Who decided that tee time was three o'clock?
When five o'clock was approaching, I put a basin on the table with a teapot and a tea contract.
"Tea, I'm in."
"Oh, thank you, Matsumoto"
"Thank you. I've made a paragraph, let's take a break."
"One paragraph, or..."
The stuffed animals were done with each other, the stuffed animals and the humans, and I plugged in the tea when I thought it was over. Apparently, there's more to it.
Mio and Murasaki, who followed the table while discussing the optical properties of the lens, are now full of artisans' faces.
"That? That's not milk tea, is it?"
"No, you were milk tea last time. It's a cup of tea today, and this is the tea contract."
"... Huh?
Mio's, who saw the tea contract on the basin, stopped moving.
"Mr. Mio, what's wrong?
"Hey, Kan."
At the end of that gaze, three slices of lamb emit a very clear light.
Sometimes, sweet things matter.
"Kaikan......!
Before Mio, who looked like he had met his mother after three thousand miles, he placed a plate with lamb and dating. Farewell, craftsman. Welcome to filial piety.
"Senior Matsumoto, is this black a salt kelp?
"Oh. Lamb and salt kelp, this is surprisingly compatible"
Even specialty tea shops and sweet spots may serve salted kelp together. I have never heard of a store served with lamb and salt kelp, but it was a not so bad combination that I tried it in advance.
"Heh. Is it like salt on a watermelon"
"I guess. Black filling, don't add salt when simmering. Yes, Mio, it's tea."
"Sweet, sweet...... It's sweet, Matsumoto...!
In front of Murasaki, Mio wears his sister's mask (persona), but does he realize that it is frequently broken for the price? It is still a mystery.
Mr. Mio is glowing his eyeballs as he eats to taste the lamb carefully.
"Well, he seemed happy, above all."
"Senior Matsumoto"
"What's Murasaki?"
Murasaki seems to accept that Mio is such a sister.
Perhaps Mio is the only one who cares if Murasaki is told (to Tsuchiya) that the ability to read the air is omitted.
"Salted kelp on lamb, I didn't think it would fit this well"
"You know what? I'm surprised I tried."
"So I'd like your opinion."
"It doesn't fit."
"Senior"
"It doesn't fit."
"I haven't said anything yet."
I don't care if you say so.
"Look, Murasaki. Listen carefully."
"Yes."
"Salted kelp in melon bread, probably doesn't fit"
"How did you know...?
"Saana."
Murasaki's Melon Bread Freak has just been heard from Tsuchiya.
Murasaki looks strange from the bottom of my heart is funny, so let's keep that quiet.
"Matsumoto occasionally gets ahead of people like he read their minds, doesn't he? We'll see."
He ingested sugar and returned to sister mode. Mio is rubbing his tea and saying something with his face.
Mr. Mio is simply too expressive, but from what I've said, it's not what happens. Let's keep this quiet, too.
"Senior, you had such a stunt... I don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh, yeah. Well, that's what I'm gonna do."
"Well, when we're done with tea, shall we go to the next shoot?"
"Right. Speaking of which, Mr. Mio bought a new stuffed animal, right? Aren't you going to shoot that?
Mr. Mio solidified into Murasaki's words.
"Huh? Uh, that one. I don't know what to do..."
"? Of course I wouldn't say I can't..."
"Uh..."
Murasaki tilts his neck.
This is that pattern.
"Mio, why don't you just show it to me? I'm sure Murasaki will see how good it is."
"Oh, yeah!
Mio, who took his seat, headed to the cardboard in the corner of the room. What I really wanted to show you comes from my early footsteps.
"That's not gonna change, is it?"
"Senior?"
"We're talking over here."
I bought it because I thought I was going to like Murasaki, but I guess I was anxiously driven by the steps I showed. You don't get mad, you don't like it.
In other words, it's the usual Mr. Mio.
"Senior, by the way, I haven't heard what kind of stuffed animal or anything...... Have you seen the seniors yet?
"No, you haven't."
I've only heard that I'm a bit of a freak, too, and I haven't seen the real thing.
Murasaki and I paid attention to Mio's hand when he opened the cardboard and came back.
"This is it..."
"... birds? No, either a bird stuffed animal or a muscle stuffed animal?
The stuffed animal was muscle.
It's not the same type of stuffed animal as Fu and the others. Your face is a bird, and you can call it a pedigree.
The problem is that the upper body is that of a macho human man.
"Look, look, there's Minotaur, right?
"There you are."
Appears in Greek mythology, where the head is a cow and the body is a human monster.
"This makes me look like a minotaur and my head is a bird..."
"... chamotauros"
Before Mio said it, Murasaki said it.
"Yes, chamotaurus! You have good taste!... Is that it? Kieran, do you know this?
"No. I just said it in my imagination"
Well, that's all straight naming would hit me. I think if I answered three times, they would have guessed.
"Well, I don't know. Kira, I'm starting to like this..."
I know these two are having a little chat.
If Mio concludes that Murasaki's hobby is this. I'm getting furiously curious about what the hell kind of conversation it is.
"Mr. Mio."
"Yes, sir"
Too anxiously driven to be a tribute.
"... it's great"
"Oh, yeah? I got a welcome!?
"Yes, I'm so glad you chose this"
"Good...... I didn't think to buy it because I don't hear much else about reproducing the muscles with a cloth. It was expensive."
"It's really expensive, isn't it?"
Stuffed animals are expensive.
I know because I went to a specialty store. Especially if it's online, they have a lot of things, and expensive ones are really expensive.
"Bye, Kira"
"Yeah, Mr. Mio"
That's when I realized.
That you two are back in the artisan's face.
"Let's go to shooting time."
Let's just cook dinner, rice......
Hang in there, chamotaurus.