"Would you like a cold one -?
"Replacement of cold sweat..."
"Yes?"
"What is it?"
Just when I finished eating, the clerk with the water splash turned up. I still have a good sales smile. If only I could have some too, would I not have to be crying by my kids or mistaken for intimidation in my first meeting?
I reflected a bit when Assistant Manager Oyama told me, "I was more scared than the Lesser Panda intimidation."
"How was curry melon bread -? The last time you complimented me, I improved it."
"Right......"
She asked me what I thought. I have a lot to say, if I were to squeeze it briefly.
"I think the balance between the skin and the bread makes the melon bread look stronger. First of all, the curry inside has changed the spice formula, but I think it's great not to lose your identity as a curry store because it's melon bread and you get the satisfaction of eating the curry, thanks to the increase in the percentage of things that have a high aroma. Plus, when you realize the idea of making a membrane with a lot of butter dough around the space where you add the curry, this is less than 200 yen, it's too cost-effective."
"Murasaki"
"Yes."
"Was it good?
"It was delicious"
"Thank you!
"Next, I'll write a customer survey."
"Okay."
I wouldn't skip the survey if I did.
Let's write a lot.
"I appreciate it. Thank you. I haven't had a bad customer reaction since I got into this style."
"No, well, there's no one in the trail of life who reacts badly."
"... indeed!
I know because I've seen it before. That's the "I didn't have that idea" face.
"Why did the store manager make the store like this in the first place?
"There was something quite wrong with it..."
Senior Tsuchiya squeaks softly as he looks around the store, which is also likely to be in a free horror game.
Though I just heard that because I got into the trail of my life. I wonder what actually happened.
"That's it."
With a sales bitter laugh, the clerk has his right hand on his cheek with his eyebrows in the letter (c).
"I made it a curry shop for troubled people and a lot of troubled people have come"
"As a concept, you hit it, Aren't you?"
"Looks like."
"So what the hell happened?
"Yes, so, gentlemen, you have revealed your thoughts."
"To whom?
"To me."
"To the clerk."
"Uh, Mr. President, I've been traveling from the Kumamoto Town Factory! There was something cute about that guy. I hear the factory went bankrupt on everything, right? Your daughter, who found out about it, said she inherited the legacy of a millionaire and crawled into hiding youth."
"Heritage of the millionaires"
"Night Crawl"
"He said this young man was quite a gentleman, and he hired me as a maid of honor with all his heart. Okay? But the relatives who are after the estate have lost their place."
"Ooh...?
"So?
"He even followed your daughter to the young man who was leaving town for some reason. You think you and I are still having fun escaping?"
"Have fun."
"Escape"
"I was crying so fast that my daughter was leaving the house."
"What's the truth?
"Wouldn't that amount of tears come out of the fabrication?"
Though the facts are stranger than the novel. Though that's true.
Is it really there, that kind of thing?
"Hey, it's hard and hard to season curry because whatever you eat tastes like salt!
"Sora curry will deceive most of the flavors."
"You won't know the taste of tears if you simmer them in the curry either. You'll learn."
Some doctor also said that a curry is good no matter how it is made.
"So what were you talking about?
"I'm talking about your husband and your maid's fun getaway."
"Shit. I don't know if this shop gave it away."
"I'm concerned about the continuation of the escape story"
"I'm concerned, too. Let's just go in order."
"Order is important."
"Let him."
"That's right," the clerk nods next door.
"So, you know, I think it was when all the Nayamists crossed fifty."
"Wait, I didn't know the word came out again. Nayamist?"
"Ah, troubled people, turned into naturals and nayamists because it's hard to say"
"I see."
"So while you're listening to the Nayamist troubles, hey. I had a few questions."
"Doubt, is it?
Does that mean you thought about life in listening to people's troubles? Then I also feel like I know that it leads to a curry shop for people who have fallen into the trail of their lives.
"Yes," the clerk nodded again, continuing the conversation.
"It's such a small question that neither the manager nor the clerk noticed it."
"Ho."
"What's that?
"Asking the troubles has nothing to do with curry shops -?
"Indeed."
"... ooh, you've come here and noticed -!
You're right if you ask me. The curry shop is not a counselor. Senior Tsuchiya is convinced by the big reactions, too, I'm sure.
"You just hit the manager with that question."
"What did the manager say?
"I fell off my knees"
"That's it..."
"'Then what the hell is a curry shop,' he shouted, jumping out of the store and still hasn't come back"
"... yeah? Aren't you coming home?
"You're the one on the run."
"Still?"
"Yes."
"Well, then who's going to give it away?
"Was it a week after the manager left? The" Curry Shop for People in the Trail of Life "sign arrived, so I arranged it to go with it!
"You were handmade."
"I'm good at crafting!
They can do interiors when they're good at working.
"I mean, if you don't have a store manager, who owns it or something?
"Overtaking, I'm doing that too!
The clerk stretches his chest with a sales doya face. It was hard to tell with an apron but bigger than me. Senior Tsuchiya's eyes turned a little downward, I don't know what else to do, but a little bit.
"No, is it better if the clerk is independent already?
"You can make curry and run it, right?"
It will be a store where the beautiful manager serves delicious curry. It's going to flourish normally.
"No, I don't. I can't do anything without a manager."
"Do you...?
And there you go.
"Yes?"
"Here's the thing."
"Which one?
"Aren't you cute, store manager, who gets lost everywhere?
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"Yes."
Clearing up quite a while, Mr. Tsuchiya asked for a cold replacement.
"Excuse me for a moment, please"
The senior and the clerk who put the cold in my cup left me, and I took a seat.
To go find the customer survey form. There's plenty of time to write. You better go get it.
"Murasaki, bring me one too."
"Seniors have thoughts, too?
"No, I thought I'd give the manager a message."
I don't know when I'll be back, but I added, Mr. Tsuchiya put the chill all at once.
Is that a message?
About the next sign.
"Are you a 'magnificent curry shop'? gorgeous and curried."
"Shall we?"
I should have expected it that way, but it seems that's enough. I wonder why.
"So what?
When I asked, the senior answered me with a slightly distant eye.
"Do you say" Curry Shop Serving Curry "?"