Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

Turn the bill placed on the door into 'CLOSE' and today's business is closed.

"Good luck"

I'll gently stroke the door.

The door that was touching the outside air is a little cold, but gives you a firm sense of security.

Our place. Yang Deception Pavilion.

Built here all the way from your grandfather's day, it was refurbished after Mr. Yashiro came, and now the road ahead has turned into a big street.

There have been a lot of small changes and a lot of big changes... but it's still here now and in the past.

The Yangdu Pavilion is always here, in this place, waiting all the time. Visitors. And... someone to come home to.

Today, we have a little more customers than usual, lots of cleanup later, and the end time is significantly later than usual.

Loretta asked me to go home first, and Magda, who was helping me clean up until just now, went back to her room... and I'm sure it was about time she was off already.

Once, look back behind you.

The road to Boulevard was bright and the outlook was unparalleled.

Even if I'm out there alone, I'm not scared anymore.

That and this, guys...

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Just a little bit, my chest hurts tingly.

But this is a pain that should not be put into words.

Because I don't want to worry about that guy who's sweeter than anyone else.

"I knew... just a little more"

Squeeze and I will flip the bill I made 'CLOSE' and turn it 'OPEN' again.

Be special today, just open a little more.

Just a little more.

Enter the dining room and close the door.

Well, what shall we do?

The cleanup is overdone, and the planting is to be done tomorrow morning.

There's no one to eat to cook...

Oh, yeah.

"If you're preparing under scum vegetables, maybe you can still do it now"

Now they are no longer ordered at all, but the stir-fry of scum vegetables still bears its name on the menu of the Yangdu Pavilion.

As long as you cut the scum vegetables, you won't have a problem doing it now.

Before Mr. Wendy's marriage, the cooking class you all went to.

That's when I first made stir-fried scum vegetables for a long time, and I thought it was going to be kind of fun.

It's a pretty laborious dish, but apparently, I like the hassle.

Also, won't someone order it for me?

With such thoughts that neither expectation nor hope can be taken, we enter the kitchen and spread the scumbag vegetables that we gave to Mr. Asunt at a broken price.

Well, what do we take it from?

Are you a heck of a strong Mr. Carrot?

Or should I chop leafy vegetables to get used to my hands at first......

Hehe. After all, cooking is fun.

Then I enjoyed the dishes without heart for a while.

How long has it been?

Unexpectedly, I heard the door open.

Previously, the wind had caused doors to shake, sound, and stir up, but after the refurbishment, that was not the case, and it was about the customer who would ring the doors.

Speaking of which, I made the bill in front of the store "OPEN" earlier.

Is that a customer?

I rushed to wipe my hands and rushed to the floor.

"... ah"

It was Mr. Yashiro who stood there.

"Yo. You still doing this?

That's what you're asking me... kind of similar to the day I first met you...

My chest, it's getting hot.

"Yes. We're still open. Would you like to eat?

"Right..."

And here Mr. Yashiro finally lifted the corner of his mouth.

That face, it's like a kid who likes flirting.

It's a face about starting a fun joke.

"At this hour, I'm sorry."

Exactly the same line in my memory.

Mr. Yashiro will say what he said that day.

So am I...

"No. I have a lot of extra ingredients, and I'm perfectly fine"

I'll return the same words as that day.

Then Mr. Yashiro looked happy, so I was followed, and smiled.

"Well, we'll get you ready. Please wait in the seat of your choice"

With that said, I go into the kitchen.

As soon as I went into the kitchen and thought they weren't looking at me anymore, my walking legs would start bouncing lightly.

Skip to the front of the workbench.

Glad...

When I saw Mr. Yashiro's face, the first thing I felt was that emotion.

I was really anxious all day today, even while you were at work... because if you forgot about me as soon as you left and about the yang or the pavilion, and you would never come back again... I just thought about that a little bit.

But that ends in concern… Mr. Yashiro, you have come home properly.

That's what I can't say...... I'm glad.

The food is also a lot of fun to cook when you think someone will eat it.

No matter how laborious it is, no matter how difficult it is, it will be fun as soon as you think someone will eat it.

I still feel like I'm going to sing, and I'm going to add heat to scum vegetables.

Ah, but. I don't sing songs. "That's a unique melody," Yashiro said before, because I've been laughed at.... That was so embarrassing that the song was no longer...

Heat them in turn from the hard and hard ones on the fire street.

Would you say it's delicious? I'm anxious, and I'm looking forward to it...

I forgot what was important.

Put the frying pan down from the fire and I rush back to the floor in a hurry.

Going out on the floor, Mr. Yashiro was sitting in his usual seat.

Turning this way, I'm smiling slightly, just a little mean.

... This is, you're definitely gonna make fun of me.

"Um, Mr. Yashiro"

"Hmm? What?

"The..."

Anyway.

Continue with your earlier joke...

"Are you sure you want to order?

"No, you... you're already starting to make something, aren't you?

"Yes, accidentally. So, I'm almost done, and I'm like, 'Oh, I didn't hear your order!' I realized that."

I remember the same line I used to have then, and I say it in a sweat.

Yeah, but it seems foreseeable that you really forgot to ask, not intentionally, to peek into Mr. Yashiro's smile.

"Then you can have something close to its completion. Make it so."

"Yes. Um..."

Mr. Yashiro is not angry at failures.

Whatever words you say, you never say anything that you sincerely blame others for.

"That's sweet. I knew it."

The thoughts I felt on the day I first met you were not wrong.

Returning to the kitchen and turning his gaze to the floor again, Mr. Yashiro waved all the way "go fast".

One thing, you've changed.

At first, Mr. Yashiro was sitting at that table, turning his back on this one, but now he's sitting on this one.

When I go in and out of the kitchen, my gaze often matches.

That's what makes me so happy.

"... Miu"

That made me a little embarrassed.

Then it's as if I'm always staring at Mr. Yashiro... and that's just a little embarrassing... I feel.

Make and serve stir-fried scum vegetables, the rice is a little large and will be transported to Mr. Yashiro.

"Thank you for waiting"

"You don't eat?

Mr Yassiro says, pointing to the seat across the street.

Is that finger allowed to sit? Knowing that I like to see people eating, I guess they do.

Then it's sweet for your words.

"Excuse me."

"Hmm... sorry"

"Bad?"

"... eating alone is a bit, you know... lonely"

Say you're lonely, Mr. Yashiro, who shows a slightly lit bareback.

Apparently, I made a mistake.

It didn't seem like what you said for me.

A little, I'm ashamed you seemed over-conscious.

Ah, but.

Yashiro had a lot of things to do for us... 'Make that happen'... so we can't judge you at all.

"So, what about Meshi?

"No, I am"

I haven't eaten, but I'm not hungry.

I think I ate it when I was cooking.

And... just a little bit, but... my chest is bitter.

You can't.

Even if you look at Mr. Yashiro's face, his chest is still jammed up all the time.

If you don't make a proper smile, you'll annoy Mr. Yashiro again.

Laugh properly.................. and a chopstick was offered in front of me.

"... to?

"Eat a little"

With that said, Mr. Yashiro offers me his own vegetable stir-fry.

One bite - a delicious looking bite with a balanced mix of leafy and root vegetables.

This should be generously sweetened.

... a little, though it lights up.

"Ah... ahhh"

When I said that and opened my mouth, Mr. Yashiro's chopsticks carried vegetable stir-fry into my mouth.

Very tasty.

But...... after all, I'm a little embarrassed.

'Cause that chopstick I put on my mouth was on Mr. Yashiro's mouth after this... although I can never speak out of this.

'That's all I think about' when I say that, and they think... that's very embarrassing, because.

Was it because I was thinking about it, or because Mr. Yashiro would eat it looking so delicious... my face was so feverish and red stained.

... a little, that's hot.

"Um, Mr. Yashiro... when you're done eating, I don't mind."

"Hmm?"

"Could you hang out for a little walk?

Night walks.

That was something I had done before after the festival, and it was so much fun walking along the beautiful path of light with Mr. Yashiro that I felt like a waste of time... ending it.

That might be the first time. To the Yangdu Pavilion, just a few more moments... I didn't want to go back, I felt.

"A walk? That's good."

Put the chopsticks together and Mr. Yashiro nodded at me.

"Go, it's been a while"

"Yes."

It may be an offensive thing to do...... wash up later and me and Mr. Yassillo decided to go out for a walk at night.

The wind at night is a little cold and slightly shrugs your shoulders.

"Is it cold?

"No.... oh, I knew it, it's cold"

If you say you're "fine" here, I'm sure Mr. Yashiro will always be concerned about that.

Bring your jacket honestly so it's not a burden.

"Please wait a moment"

That's what I'm going to say and get my jacket early.

Gently go up the stairs and into your room so as not to wake Mr. Magda.

When I took the jacket I put on the wall...... the shelf between the walls caught my eye.

This shelf is lined with my treasures.

An adorable doll named "2.5 Head Fuzzy" for Mr. Yashiro.

My likeness, painted by the children of the Church.

A pendant with the Spirit Church crest, given to me by Sister when I left the church.

An old, worn out knife your grandfather used.

"Ah......"

And my first "birthday present" - Soleil's hair decoration.

I'm afraid to scratch it, I've never been out on it before...

"Now..."

Mr. Yashiro is with you. You won't be rubbed and dropped by the crowd...

Besides, even today is a special day, there is.

With careful gestures, I retain my hair ornaments to my own hair.

Look in the mirror, at the angle where the hair decoration looks the prettiest......... is this about it?

"If you see this hair ornament... will Mr. Yashiro not forget me"

I do not want Mr. Yashiro to be forced to do so.

If you forget...... until that moment, at least I want to be there as usual.

But if you can...

"... Spirit God. Please....................."

It's a very, very selfish favor...

"... always will be..."

May Yashiro and I stay together........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Then I prayed for just a few minutes and hurried back to Mr. Yashiro.

"Sorry to keep you waiting"

I apologize for keeping you waiting for so long, I bow my head.

Then Mr. Yashiro said, "Is that it?" I gave her the look.

Oh, did you notice the hair decoration...

"Hey... hey, okay?

"Heh? Ah, yes"

With a serious look on his face, Mr. Yashiro peeks into my face.

Or, my face is close... and I'm nervous.

Besides, such a crisp look...............................................................................................................................

"Yeah. I knew it wasn't."

I say, Mr. Yashiro touched my head.

Remove the hair decorations, comb my forehead with my hands, and stroke my back of my head with a pepper...

While they are doing that, my heart rate keeps rising...... I won't pinch your mouth because Mr. Yashiro has a very serious look...

"Yeah. That's it."

Pull your body, stare at me, and nod satisfactorily, Mr. Yashiro.

After staring at me for a while, you said this.

"Well, your face was hidden. Better this way."

You seem to have shifted Soleil's hair ornament slightly backwards so that I can see my face well.

"Oh, really? I thought you should look at Soleil's hair decoration because it's so beautiful..."

"What are you talking about? Hair decorations are only an accessory. I'm not bringing it to the main place."

That being said, it's such a beautiful hair decoration, so the... shallow, but proud, I want to...

"Besides, you're prettier than a hair accessory."

"Heh... Huh?

"Ah!"

In a panic, Mr. Yashiro turned his back.

Dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd, dodd. I'll hit it.

Yes, is that... silence, is that it?

Wrong word?

Distracted............... books, sounds?

Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Doddly Dodd It's a torrent. It sounds like a river after a heavy rain.

... If your nose bleeds, is it boring? I'll be careful.

"A, accessories are meant to make women look beautiful! You naturally look beautiful with accessories on!

"Oh, yeah, right. Yes! I understand!

My heart hurts and I get a funny voice.

Plus, I can't think together, and I can think of anything...... no, even things I don't think about go zero out of my mouth on my own.

"Wow, even me, if you wear great accessories, you can be somewhat beautiful. I've never known it before!

I felt the air had changed just after I said that.

Mr. Yashiro turns this way and looks at me with a very calm... slightly grumpy eye.

"It's true that accessories cleanse women."

"... Yes"

The breathlessness of being angry and the regret of speaking without thought tighten your chest.

Maybe I feel uncomfortable with Mr. Yashiro...

He said, "You're beautiful."

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".............................. to?

"Come on, let's go for a walk!

"Ah...... yes!

I will follow Mr. Yashiro, who walked out first, line up next to him and keep pace...... just follow him from behind a little bit.

Doddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd......

Doddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd......

Mr. Yashiro............... I'm going down.

This, this kind of thing... I, I don't have much experience, and I get in trouble for how to react.

To be honest, I'm just, I'm glad.

I can't believe you could say words to Mr. Yashiro that are beautiful... even once in your life, you can hear words like that, with these ears.

Very, very happy.

But.................. very, very embarrassing.

Gently, looking up at Mr. Yashiro's back of the head, … slightly, the tip of his ear was dyed red.

Kusu...... eh.

Mr. Yashiro.................. he's cute.

We walked slowly through the quiet streets, illuminated by the light.

The sound of the wind is clean, and the scent of the night is clear.

It's a very pleasant climate for a walk.

"Mr. Yashiro."

"... hmm?

".................. I'm having fun right now"

"Right."

"Yes, it is."

"Yeah......"

Such casual conversations and walking at the same stride.

I smell more and more and my feet are slow, so Mr. Yashiro is always there for me.

I know I'm sorry, but on the other hand... I'm glad they feel kind of valued.

Is it shallow? To feel filled with this kind of thing.

"What do we do? You want to go to the gate?

Walking down the street, Mr. Yashiro asked.

I know it would be fun to walk down the street like this...

"Um... to the wetlands, do you mind if I go?

I snapped, pointing to a trail I would not normally go to.

I really wanted to see the wetlands zone with Mr. Yashiro right now.

"Be careful, it's dark."

"Yes."

Moving off the street for a while, it became a pavement.

Back in the day, every place had this much irregularity, and it was normal to walk on gravel, but now you're on the kind of path where you're told to 'watch your step'.

Since Mr. Yashiro came, everything has really changed.

That's for the better, too.

I am proud of you, Mr. Yashiro.

And even after accomplishing so many such feats, I nevertheless respect Mr. Yashiro, who continues to be humble.

Sister and grandfather that I thought I could respect most in my life.

Perhaps Mr. Yashiro will exceed both of them. Maybe it's already over.

It is thanks to Sister and your grandfather that I can live in this way now.

But...

I need Mr. Yashiro to live the future ahead of me.

If you don't stay, I'm in trouble.

Mr. Yashiro is special to me.

From a slightly diagonal back, staring at my wide back, I shrug.

"... Mr. Yashiro"

If you can...

"Stay by my side the whole time..."

That voice, which disappeared in the wind, surely did not reach Mr. Yashiro.

That's fine.

Because I'm self-satisfied now.

Then we stopped as we went further beyond the river and the road became even more depressed.

"Still a creepy place."

Before entering the wetlands zone.

Looking at the lush native forests, Mr. Yashiro uttered those words.

Sure, it's serious and stinky.

It's such a place where you even learn to fear when you see it in the middle of the night.

But...

"This is where I started."

I was dumped in the wetlands at an early age.

Sister said he was probably thrown off a cliff in the 30th arrondissement.

Throw it there and there will be no unwanted children...

"... yeah"

Unexpectedly, Mr. Yashiro grabbed my hand.

Powerful, somewhat forceful, I was gutted with my right hand.

... Ah. Must have revealed some grief in my face.

Also, I've got you worried.

"... it's okay. I'm so happy right now."

Speaking of my origins, I may indeed be above my wretched body.

but...... "because of it" is weird...... now i live very happy surrounded by nice people.

To the Spirit God, Sister, your grandfather, all those who have ever been involved in me... Estella, your friends... and Yashiro...

You really have so much happiness that no matter how much I appreciate you...

"I am a happy man."

Shake back my hand, Mr. Yashiro's hand, hard.

Keep it up, don't let it go again.

Out of this hand, and don't let it get away with it.

"You know what? There's a magic of spiritual God's mercy in this wetland, isn't there?

"Oh, really?

"Yes."

The rugged expression cleared up and the usual bright look on Mr. Yassiro's face returned.

"They say the cliff between here and the thirtieth arrondissement is 37 meters long."

"It's so you..."

"Sister said if you drop the baby from there, it usually won't help,"

"Well... how much down there is the swamp... I guess I can't"

"But the baby that was dumped here can be found by someone in a very healthy condition."

Falling off a cliff won't hurt you one.

Not only that, but the day the baby was thrown away in the wetlands, Sister said, 'I feel something'. And the day they said that and went out, there was bound to be a new sibling in the church.

I'm sure the Spirit God is rewarding Sister with a kind heart.

"Well... so am I..."

Mr. Yashiro strokes his face and squeals when he bumps something.

On such a side, I speak.

Enjoy the chat.

"The last year has been much less likely to come... but I used to come here a lot and watch this view"

I used to stare at this view by myself here when things got tough or when I missed you so much.

My first land.

That's what I felt, like my heart was going to calm down.

That's a special view, here.

I'm staring at that view, now Mr. Yashiro and I are together.

The more time I spend with Mr. Yashiro, the more and more memories in me are repainted with pleasant shades.

Happy, warm, gentle...... to be filled with such memories.

I'm glad they saw us together.

"Thank you. Satisfied."

I thank you and bow my head.

I could have done you a rough favor.

Let me walk the dark road.

But Mr. Yashiro has nothing to blame or blame for it...

"Then it's time to go home. It's just getting a little cold."

You forgive me with those words.

"Yes. Right. Let's go home."

Still, keep your hands together.

I feel Mr. Yashiro's warmth.

Rub your own arm with the empty hand and Mr. Yashiro makes a cold-looking gesture.

Have fun somewhere.

Ah...

Yeah.

Right.

If it's cold...

"Then never let go of my hand"

"To?"

"Just like we did after the festival, let's go home, holding hands, warming each other up"

Because the hands connected are very warm.

"Mmm............... oh yeah, right"

At times like this, Mr. Yashiro laughs lightly.

Seeing that look makes me want to cuddle you unexpectedly. Always, it's hard to contain that urge.

Hold hands tight and turn back the way you came.

It's something you'll feel faster on your way home than you go.

I'm sure this walk will be over soon.

When I get home, the day ends today and every day will continue to be the same again from tomorrow......

Every day that stays the same, should go on.

My chest hurts again and my throat is tightened up.

I want to have a chat, but I can't get the word out...... even though I'm almost done walking.

Walking silently for a while, Mr. Yashiro quietly started talking.

That was when I came to this city...

"Me too, fell off that cliff over there... I thought I was gonna die, but I managed to live"

Did that happen...

You have to thank Spirit God.

If it weren't for Spirit God...... I don't know what would have happened to Mr. Yashiro.

"Through the wetlands, I ran and ran... it was really dark around here... I ran at full speed"

For an episode that sounds like Mr. Yashiro, who is afraid of the darkness, I'm a little bad...... I chuckled.

"And I can't run anymore on an empty stomach! When... I found the dining room... yes"

For a moment, a crease stopped between Mr. Yashiro's eyebrows, and turned into a sunny look somewhere.

"... yes. Yangdu Pavilion."

Maybe he was also about to lose his memory of the Yang Deception Pavilion.

It was dangerous, I'm glad you remembered.

And it's... it's also evidence that Mr. Yashiro cares so much about the Yangdu Pavilion... hey, I'm glad.

After that, me and Mr. Yashiro walked down the street with just a few nostalgic stories, without any other love.

Hold hands.

Really, it was a good time.

"You see it."

As Mr. Yashiro says. I can see the sun and the pavilion up front.

I'm done walking.

See you next time.

... If Mr. Yashiro remembers me at that 'next time', though.

"Ah..."

Two, an idea has surfaced behind my brain, and a desire has surfaced to really implement it.

Little flirting.

Play.

Truly, it may be crap, but I really want to try it.

With my little sawdust in my chest, I returned to the Yangdu pavilion alongside Mr. Yashiro.

And the moment Mr. Yashiro opened the door for me, I ran out and went into the store first.

Surprised at me for rushing out suddenly, Mr. Yashiro stands up at the entrance.

Towards such a Mr. Yashiro I bowed profoundly, adorably, courteously.

"Welcome to the Yangdu Pavilion"

Earlier, I couldn't do it when Mr. Yashiro got back, so I really, really wanted to do it now.

Ugh... that's bullshit, isn't it?

"... what the heck. You surprised me."

"Ugh. Excuse me. I really wanted to try it."

They laugh at each other when they tickle, and look at the clock.

It's your time off, isn't it?

... In the end, the name, you couldn't call me.

"Mr. Yashiro."

Maybe when you wake up tomorrow, you won't remember me.

Still, I...

"See you tomorrow, we'll have dinner together."

I want to be with you.

This, to the Yang Deception Pavilion.

"... good night"

I don't weep.

Mr. Yashiro, it's not bad.

The hardest part is, Mr. Yashiro, what is it?

Keep your head down with the dust and head to the kitchen.

Beyond the counter steps, creep through the kitchen entrance................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Bad, I forgot to say one thing"

... Yep.

Looking back, Mr. Yashiro was laughing in front of the counter.

And then I looked sorry, and then I smiled.

"I'm home, Ginette"

The moment I was called by name, I could not think of anything, rushing out, hitting the counter with my hips, dropping a lot of bottles, ignoring all of them…

I jumped into Mr. Yashiro's chest.

Stretching his arms as long as he could, when he caught Mr. Yashiro, he now shrunk his arms as much as he could shrink and hugged Mr. Yashiro.

"............... Welcome back, do. Mr. Yashiro."

Welcome back, when it comes to the peace of mind of the moment you put it into words...... so much so that it seems that human happiness is aggregated into this one word.

Proof that my loved ones have returned to me properly.

"... welcome back Mr. Yashiro... welcome back..."

"I'm home, Ginette. Sorry I'm late."

"No...... it's ok"

I'll always be here.

Because all the time, all the time, at this Yang Deception Pavilion, I'll be waiting for you to return.

"Mr. Yashiro..."

Katsung and a hard object fell to the floor and Yashiro muttered "... oh, you're finally done"... I don't know, but I feel so safe with it...

"Do it. Wow..."

I cried out.

Like a child.

Follow Mr. Yashiro.

"You're worried."

".................. Yes. Worried, did."

I was scared.

Something that Mr. Yashiro will forget.

I missed you.

All of the time Mr. Yashiro was gone.

It was painful.

It's always been, it's been painful.

"Sorry about that."

"No............... no"

There's nothing wrong with that.

"If you're worried, as much as you want, I will... instead..."

I'm sure you have a dull face with tears and runny nose, but I really just wanted to see Mr. Yashiro's face and prayed that he wouldn't laugh, and looked up.

And with all the thought I could, I turned my best smile to Mr. Yashiro.

"Be sure to come back. Here. To this Yang Deception Pavilion..............."

I've been waiting for you here.

"... ah"

Short voices, I could take both affirmation and hesitation... but at least they didn't seem to be denial... so I'm relieved, I did.

I cried for a moment and sweetened Mr. Yashiro until I calmed down...... the embarrassment came in right after I stopped crying.

This.................. illuminates.

What do you want me to do?

"............... Ginette"

"Ha, yes!?

Standing at the kitchen entrance and keeping her back to this one, Mr. Yassiro said in a small voice.

"Your wish I was just saying... I'll make it happen as much as I can..."

"Heh..."

"Goodnight."

That's all I'm saying, Mr. Yashiro got into the kitchen early.

Footsteps that keep you away.

What exactly is my wish I just said.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

If you know what I mean......, I groaned to make sure Mr. Yashiro didn't hear me...

"Stay by my side the whole time..."

But no way... I don't think I hear that little voice...

But if that's what you mean...

Oh...... what shall I do, my face is going to melt like chocolate.

I didn't decide that... just wondering how happy I would be if I was...

"Details are fine."

You don't have to know what the words Mr Yassiro said refer to.

Still, I'm sure Mr. Yashiro would...

"Mr. Yashiro. Tomorrow, let's do our best."

I bowed my head toward Mr. Yashiro's room, and I also decided to sleep.

Today, I'm sure, you'll have a nice dream.