Returning to Linnea's house, as she stood hungry but stuck to the table, she heard the front door open.

Or are you finally back...

Linnea apparently noticed my presence just as she came into the back room of the counter where I was,

"Oh, you were already back. Good luck... - What is it?"

Linea's gaze was directed at the grilled chicken (dark matter) placed on the table.

"Mulbird... it was."

look at me, who probably would have answered with a dead eye, and Linea seemed sorry,

"... uh, looks like you stopped by the stall to say how it is... Excuse me. I forgot to tell you that the stall is like that too."

"It's good enough about that. I just want something to eat now..."

"Oh, really? Ok........."

That said, Linea would have bought vegetables and meat out of the bag...

"What, Mr. Linea!?

"Hiya!?

The sudden shouting made me hear voices I'd never even heard from Linea, not if I cared about that now.

"Why can you buy vegetables and meat in beautiful condition!? Me, the moment I bought it, I got the product slammed to the ground!?

"Did you also go to the green fruit shop..."

Linea opened her mouth, even though she felt a little frightened.

"You just have to have the product from the beginning."

"From the beginning... the product?

"Yes, instead of saying 'it' and pointing at the product and buying it, if you take the product with your own hands and say 'this please' and buy the product, the product will never cross to the store owner from start to finish"

"Oh, oh... I see, such a hand..."

"But using this method won't give me the bag, so it's inconvenient that I have to bring the bag"

"Isn't that a solution if you say 'bag me' after you buy a product?

Linnea sighed at my words,

"Have you forgotten that once it's in the hands of the store owner, it's going to be a big deal? They'll give it to you in the state of the billies, won't they?

"How can the bag be like that!?

"When I said, 'That's a bag! Yes, I did. Ahhh!' I was given what the store owner tore to bits as he said '."

"What's that scary?"

All I feel is madness. We need to do something soon...

"The next time you shop, you should always tell your liver not to give the product to the clerk."

"Well..."

If I give it to you, it won't be worth 0.

"... but then how are the others buying it? You can say you're crazy and have little self, but you have to eat something to move, right?

"... Could it be that you never saw a city man shop in your investigation of the city?

"I haven't seen a lot of people trying to find anything suspicious."

"... then you shouldn't know"

"Huh?"

"That's not shopping..."

I looked at Linnea, who has far-eyed eyes with that in mind, and I guessed that I would be happier not to know.

"What more has happened to the letter arrangement than that?

"Is it a letter? … then they will be able to accept it somehow"

"Oh well. And then I wish I could give you permission to look..."

…………

"... Linea?

"... Huh? Oh, excuse me. I got bogged down. I'll make you lunch."

"Huh? Oh, man. Please..."

It looked like Linnea looked like she had some kind of conjectured face, but what the hell was that...

You're getting a little worried...... But it would be wild to ask, and that's why I'm leaving it there...

In the end, I couldn't ask Linnea anything, just watching Linnea cook.

"... Oh, yeah. Linea."

"Yes?"

"Beware the mistake between salt and sugar"

"... what do you think of me...?

Wait, stop staring lightly. Scary.

"Keh, I was wrong this morning, so I wish you would have been careful..."

"Huh?......... Um, wrong... did you?

... hmm? Is Linnea surprised?

"Ah, oh. The other guys were wrong about everything, right?

"Shh, sorry...... I was just thinking..."

Could it be that you didn't do that for breakfast intentionally?

"If you'll be careful next time, go with it."

"Excuse me, thank you"

I'm sorry about this one. I suspected you did it on purpose.

But you've been thinking so much about miscooking...

I need to settle the request quickly and reduce your worries for one thing.