"Huh? ♪ Really, Belle's bribe dish, yummy wow ♪"
The receptionist, who tied the peachy fluff perm in two in a high position, zeroed that after drinking the strawberry.
Having a bad feeling that I might accidentally end up in the phase of the story when I was here after pushing the bumps on the brave... I followed the Spring Valley to take Mr. Rex and run away.
Obviously, it's the nature of not sticking your neck in every kind of trouble that you can tell, and since most countries were born into an identity-difference society where kingdoms were laid and nobility existed, you've learned a strong lesson about not having to do with the moments of the powerful.
Whatever it is, go back to the inn and get a full night's sleep, and start working when the sun sets. I've had a little time to survive the night's battle, so I'm taking a short break in turn with the rest of the staff.
"Really. I can't believe this is home cooking. The flavour of the ingredients is accentuated… even though every ingredient claims to exist, that doesn't make it into a fight. How can it taste like this?
Whimpering like that, the hired chef sits next to the receptionist and carries the ingredients to his mouth one after the other. On her way home, one of the chefs who apparently caught my interest in bribing rice for her gave her extra because she said she wanted to eat too. Even though it looks and tastes like a light atmosphere, it didn't seem surprising that the receptionist would admire it as delicious.
"The flavour of the ingredients is accentuated because you haven't put your hands on it yet. Exactly, you say you just hung up. I think it's probably because of the right salt and the good ingredients of the soup."
Anyway, UMAMI is a taste discovered by people from the same country in the previous world! and inside, put up a bottled dry pseudo-kelp, and let it speak proudly even though it's not my feat.
"I take seafood… mainly dashi with seaweed (sea weed). Oh, this product, when you need it, please go to the Merx Chamber of Commerce in Chorus Tenia! Give me my name and you'll be a little cheaper."
And I'm gonna sell the name of the store that Ish runs.
"Huh. People are happy to be Belle's husband ~. Good ~. If I were a man ~"
"No, no, no, what are you talking about, sister? By and large, even if your sister is a man, you will never choose. Because my husband's seat has specifications that only brave men can sit on."
Even if that's just a pure compliment behind words, there are things that can laugh and flow and things that don't. Because there's a record in past literature about sexual transformation. It was written that the actual objects (items) that make it up were lost, but there is no way that the gods of this world would shut up and overlook such an interesting thing. So definitely it's falling somewhere, someone has it sneaky. That is a childhood friend with vine-colored eyes. Therefore, just in case, and considering what happens after it has come true, you must speak clearly of your will.
But the peachy receptionist said with an inadvertent look on her face.
"Huh. Such a tulenai place is GOOD ~. Sort of. Hey. Do you want to put it together and make it sound like it?"
Moment after moment, this guy yabeye... me and the chef lagged behind in a zussa atmosphere.
What sucked, my eyes were pretty serious.
Fluffy animals were like when they suddenly showed fierce fangs.
—— Oh... this. This atmosphere... is something that does lead to my sister (Iches)...
Looking scared at the receptionist carrying the rest of the simmer into her mouth, the joke is about this much and her air flutters back to its original state with a spell that
"The work of the brave men of the east - it was done today, he said. It's like there was a mess over there, but for once, it fitted in a circle."
That's why Belle, and her pink hair shakes.
"On the night shift tonight, exactly six days. I hear the brave party leaves before noon tomorrow, so there's no extension. Good luck ~ So here it is."
The receptionist takes my bags from the waist porch and takes the cloth bags with gold (Kinsu) from the nostalgia and puts them on the table.
"There was a kid here who wanted to make money, so I repositioned him at noon. I pulled a wave of people, and you can go up now. I actually had 5 days to work for you, but I thought it was like a special allowance for a particularly busy day when my salary was 6 days. Then I heard rumors in the wind that Bell's warcraft with him sounds amazing, but if you're worried about the night lane to the inn, call the staff. Because I think they'll escort us."
Then take a seat, and the pink-haired sister disappears from the door that connects the dining room to the guild to that side.
"I'm on my way home, too, so why don't I send you? Thanks for the meal."
"Thank you for getting me on the social dictionary. You just have feelings."
"Oh, yeah. Well, if you say so.... that guy is unique, but you're pretty good too... well, okay"
When the words are spoken carefully, the chef also returns and disappears to Central Street, where the appearance of the person is sparse.
—— Well. I'm sweet for your sister's favor and let mine go home soon!
Probably, but my missing night shift will be the care from information that the brave party leaves this city before noon tomorrow. I'm Mr. Iches' sister, and somehow. I guess that's how she gets around, my God. I felt that way. I look closely at people, so I wonder what drives the person's feelings and how much work I should turn around on that person. Plus, it's like he even realizes how far it's okay to step in. Maybe that's the kind of person who can tell by intuition, I don't know. Carve the face of the fluffy pink handler firmly in memory (memory), controlling relationships that do not cause accidents.
—— It's okay because you're young, and you can remember a lot of things right away.
And when I washed the dishes from the shoulder to the good spot of Kiri with my bag lodged, I spoke to the staff on the night shift, after the work place I took care of him.