Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"Uh-oh..."

Bertina is hungry.

".................. yummy!

I said Bertina would make sweet wine like that, but I didn't know it would really happen.

That's a big success.

"Is this really alcohol?

"No, the process is similar, but this guy doesn't contain alcohol"

If it's a liquor made with liquor, it contains some alcohol, but this one made of cobalt and rice is completely non-alcoholic.

Using humoured rice to breed koji mold seems to be the traditional way to make it, but this time simpler, I boiled rice and let it sleep overnight to make it. Oh, for booze, I guess I "made" it.

Theron's bumps provided a really good insulation, which turned out to be unexpectedly good.

He's gonna make a magic bottle or something sometime.

"But I think it smells slightly like alcohol"

"That smells like fermentation."

Koji bacteria are turning rice starch into sugar.

These sugars are so sweet that the stylish Japanese women sometimes use sweet liquor instead of sugar. Freshly made sweet wine contains enzymes and is expected to have a dietary effect. If you boil it, it's out.

I'll boil the rice, mix the koji, and let it sleep for a good night at a temperature of about 60 degrees, and it'll be a good liquor. With a cooker or magic bottle, it's easy for anyone to make.

- So, when the 'yeast' touches the sugar produced by the koji, it ferments and the sugar turns into alcohol. This is the booze.

Most importantly, making sake requires duplex parallel fermentation and other small and difficult techniques, so it is not easy to make. It seems like it should be about the old booze.

"That's a lovely scent"

Bertina brings her nose closer to the water drink she holds by making sure she wraps it up with both hands. Smile with a slightly stretched back girl look.

Is it because alcohol is a drink in the adult world?

There is no 'yeast' in cobalt or rice, and in theory the sugar produced by cobalt does not turn into alcohol.

However, 'yeast' is also present in the air, so when it comes to non-alcoholic liquor, it is somewhat fermented at the manufacturing stage. Even though the alcohol produced by it is insignificant and there is no obstacle in affirming that it is not "contained".

"Sister said dried grapes also smell like alcohol."

When dull, Ginette exposes Bertina's past stories.

Bertina swelled her cheeks slightly dissatisfied, but when she included the liquor in her mouth, her cheeks loosened happily.

"I feel like I've gone up the adult stairs."

"Nonalcoholic, though."

"But it's alcohol."

Because we make it together, mostly.

"If Sister can drink, I think anyone can"

Ginette teasing Bertina, like playing tricks.

Each time Bertina pointed her mouth, but as soon as she had sweet wine in her mouth, she was in a good mood.

Ginette's heartbeat.

Even Donis would be able to drink this.

"You had something so delicious. I didn't know."

"They used to be familiar in District 24."

Rebecca didn't know, but Bertha knew sweet liquor.

Bertha asked Rebecca to make sweet liquor when she was going to get an "info paper reporter" - Mococa, but Rebecca's reaction was to the unknown.

So I thought it might be dangerous if I didn't taste it, but things changed when Bertha back twinkled her eyes, "Well, I miss you".

Bertha said she used to make sweet liquor with koji in District 24, which was a very familiar object for Bertha generation humans.

The image of common people's drinks is strong, and in Japan, it seems to have been a position like that of a pastry shop lamb.

So it is likely that Donis, the lord, is unaware of its existence.

It is such a sweet drink, but it is no longer manufactured at the same time as tofu.

The reason is that the production of sake has become full-scale.

Since then, sweet liquor made from sake has become more mainstream, and it is still made there.

Although, it doesn't seem like a very major drink.

They didn't get much diffusion from the fact that it was different from the taste it used to have, and that it contained trace amounts but alcohol, and that it wouldn't be sweet without sugar in it. Because sugar was a luxury product, in this city.

Liquor that is no longer made because there are alternatives, even if not major.

Together, Bertha said it was something that had been seen and forgotten as "unnecessary until it was impossible to make".

What a waste!

It's delicious!

"Hoo-hoo... warmed up from the core of my body"

The temperature rises and Bertina's cheeks fade lightly.

I have a light peach color on my bright white skin and it looks very colourful.... After all, you should put sweet wine in your booze buddies. It looks so glossy even if you're not drunk.

"Mr. Yashiro. It's under your nose."

Ginette cautioned me with just a few togey voices.

"Mmm," he said, distorting his eyebrows visibly and dissatisfied. What's that, sweetie? You want a drink, too? Sweet wine.

"Do you behave like this sweet drink in District XXIV?

"Ah. Bertha from the Koji factory said that Bar knew how to make it and how it once tasted, so I was going to have it made in bulk."

"The children of the church can drink this in peace."

Nonalcoholic and sweet anyway.

Exactly. "Kids' drinks." But...

"What delicious things we meet are heartbreaking. Adults will be thrilled."

"Right. Meeting unknown delicious things is a joy in life."

Bertina says, that's very convincing, that word.

"Then you have to make lots of delicious dishes so you can't beat sweet wine"

Ginette is Ginette, burning a strange sense of confrontation.

Meet the unknown delicious things - for Ginette, it seems happy in a different way than Bertina.

"... grains are good"

"I'd rather be sara!

Magda and Loretta indulge in sweet wine with the kids over there.

I compare two drinks of sweet wine.

"What is the difference between this crush and sara?

"Originally there was a grain, and I smoothed it with my back."

Some people say it's good to have rice grains left, and others say they don't like it.

So I backed it up and made a further version.... It was a pain in the ass.

"I prefer Sara, don't I? It's palatable."

"But don't you feel more 'eaten' by crushing?

".....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

He grins and gets a bite of the crumbling sweet liquor Magda holds.

Do you drink spinning? Sounds like booze.

"" "Whoa!

"Of the beverage world, Newcamer!

For the kids, the liquor seems to be popular.

Ham Moru is the same.

"The kids seem to like it, and if we go to the 24th arrondissement, we'll have to buy a lot of koji."

I'm supposed to take the kids to the 'banquet,' but not just everyone. Long journeys can be dangerous for young kids, and it can be difficult for people to get acquainted and homesick over there.

This time, I will only take those who are of some age. The carriage has something to do with it.

"Buy a lot and go home and host a 'feast' in the 42nd arrondissement"

That is why Bertina has proposed to hold a feast in District 42 for the voicemail group.

That's what we need to do this time.

... Well, the conditions would be pre-built. I guess it's a new way of getting laid.

As you can imagine, Bertina knew about Sophie and Rebecca. Sophie can't go back to the Koji factory.

That's why I dared to bring up the subject of the church on that occasion. I was wondering if you could take us out of sisterhood.

Aside from the appropriateness of the word "mandarin", Bertina's request was to go in a good direction.

So I guess it feels like we won't spare our cooperation in the 'feast'.

You just must have wanted to try it a little sweet.

Anyway, he was laughing delightfully after he poked a "condition" at me.

Estella must have poisoned me. He depends on people right away.... when he grows up to about D-cup, you're sure to rub all you want, this is... That's all I have. Yeah.

"Morning, Ginette."

When I was thinking about that, Estella glanced at me.

Church talking rooms add to the noise. You're still popular with the kids, my lord.

"Ah, good morning, Yashiro"

After hanging out with Ginette for a moment, saying hello to Bertina, exchanging a word or two with Magda and Loretta, stroking the heads of the kids in turn, he turns his words to me.

... you have a lot of low priority, I...

"... be a D-cup"

"Hey, what!? Are you there for me? Then thank you."

"And all you can rub, Pleas."

"Just kidding."

"What's it worth to a D-cup that can't be rubbed!?

"Presence!

"............ Indeed"

"Don't be convinced, Mr. Yashiro"

He was pushed cuddly with his fist against his flank.

Kind of, Ginette's a little angry this morning.

You want me to compliment you on your tits, too?

"Ginette, you're number one."

"Repent. Mainly, about the current gaze"

I was blamed for watching cancer.

No, because he said he'd find out even if he looked at it, then he'd better look at cancer. If they find out anyway. Huh?

"So, what were we all talking about when we got together?

A livelier talking room than usual.

Satisfied smiles are blooming here and there.

He wants to get into that atmosphere.... let it.

"Bertina wants to buy a lot of ingredients in District 24."

"What!?

"Mr. Estella, you're too surprised. I'm not buying anything, am I?

Bertina is lightly shocked by the honest Estella reaction.

But, Bertina. I can't help thinking that you want to buy in bulk is equals' buyup '.

"I was talking about wanting to make a lot of sweet wine."

"Ah. I made sweet wine! I want a drink. I want a drink!

They didn't recognize that what everyone had was sweet wine.

I don't know, so I can't help it.

"Okay, Mr. Estella. Sarasa or crumble, which would you prefer?

"Uh, what's that?

Ginette makes Estella explain her sweet wine. Estella peeks intriguingly into the sweet liquor the kids have while hitting the "heh" or "ho" gavel.

"Then I'll expose you."

"Oops! A clove of rubber!

"Sara!"

"" Tsubetsu no Ippei, I accept "!

"Sarasa! Really, all these times, Magda and Loretta, really!

After smiling at such interaction, Ginette heads to the kitchen.

"So, how was Mococa?

"Hmm? Ah. I was very satisfied."

Estella said that she had achieved results, but the colour of tiredness appears intense on her face.

"... Natalia was terrible, but she had a lot of hard work."

Mokoka seems to have been more important to Mr. Beppin on the subject in 'BU' than his lord.

And to treat you like that, Natalia must have been in great shape......... Estella, I can understand how you feel, about 2mm. Yeah. Tired.

"Sounds like our bed is bothering you. Sleeping like mud, not yet."

Uebe, Estella expresses her view that she must be tired of all the fuss.

... Was it that noisy? Good, I won't have to take it on at the Yangdu Pavilion.

"When you wake up, Natalia's supposed to bring you to the pavilion."

"What about Becco?

"I sent you to use our services. Natalia takes care of Mokoka."

"Why don't you go tell him?"

"What, I'm at Becco's? Why?"

It's a vegan tone.

I guess this is the treatment of Becco in the forty-second district.

Is it about Imelda who goes there?

Afterwards, I drank the sweet wine I received from Ginette and Estella shared her thoughts on that and this, and became hot with certainty about the success of the 'feast', but I also discount it, especially since my milk never wobbled.

It just seemed generally satisfying.

"Ugh! That's awesome!

Back from the church, when I was finished preparing to open, Natalia took me and Mococa came to the Yang Deception Pavilion.

I was supposed to introduce myself to Mokoka and get her to eat fast.

The dish served is hemp aubergines.

When I said I made it in District XXIV, I said, "Be sure to tell me!" Ginette just told me about the new product.... Yet it tastes better than I make it. Cheats, Ginette's cooking skills.

So, for serving hemp aubergines, I have another aim.

"This is a dish made in the 24th arrondissement with new condiments, except for the humans here, who have only eaten Rebecca from the Koji factory and Fillman the next lord, state-of-the-art dishes."

"Doo-hee! Isn't that naughty!? It's Balinau!

Ballinau - I was wondering if you could publish Ballinau's cutting-edge dishes on information paper.... I don't care how to rely on someone who uses the word "bari" ("awesome", "tearful", "immense") or "naughty" ("cutting-edge", "cutting-edge", "handsome")...

If it gets popular in info paper, the dish itself sells to fly and the Yang Deception Pavilion is whacky. Besides, if soy bean board soy became popular, demand for solamame would grow exponentially.

It means I can sell my thanks to Marul.

"Such a delicious naughty thing, I wouldn't put it on info paper. Your hands are so good! Oh, my God! Draw, draw, draw, draw!

Put aside the hemp woman eggplant, which is about half left, and Mococa takes something like a sketchbook out of her bag.... a bunch of dirty paper. It must be something behind the flyer. Poverty is seeping out.

But the paper seemed more expensive on the brush anyway. There is a line of colored pencil-like objects in the pencil holder.

A colored pencil or a crayon... it feels like a coopy.

Mokoka enters her world in an instant and immerses herself.

It doesn't feel like pinching your mouth from side to side anymore.

Ginette, who looks like she might want to eat it before it cools, is also staring at Mokoka's work without saying anything.

Me too, I'll peek into the illustration from behind...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Doesn't even look delicious in flattery.

"... spitting blood?

"It's a black bug in a sea of blood..."

"Become!? What are you talking about, these little ones?!? She's drawing eggplant!

No, I don't care what you think. I don't look like a hemp aubergine.

I also know this because I've had some really cold glances at these guys when I illustrated Meat Sauce Spaghetti. Illustrating food is plainly difficult.

"Damn, I get it! You look more brown than real!

That said, I'm going to paint some brown meat.

"............... puke"

"Stop it! This is not what our store offers! It's a sales jam!

"I wonder when it's hemp aubergines! You little pussy!

No, no.

Magda's opinion is legitimate, and you're "tiny enough," Mokoka.

"After all, art needs' beauty ', doesn't it? Shall I take it off?

"I thought you weren't there because you were quiet, but I knew you were Natalia everywhere when you opened your mouth, you were. If you can take it off again, take it off."

By Estella, Natalia was taken to the corner of the dining room.

It seemed to have been lifted considerably by Mococa, and the level of the Doya face had risen by about four.

I couldn't help but notice, so I was pulling it away from Mokoka. I'll drive you back, let's do this.

"... because I'm used to seeing Becco's paintings, I can still see how cheesy it is"

"Right. You have an unfortunate face and an unfortunate personality, but only technology is picky."

"... even though he's a pervert"

"He's a pervert."

"You're both terrible."

Ginette makes it easy on the two people who speak the truth.

You want to tell me the truth can hurt people. But it's definitely true.

"Yay, this is... It must be already exciting."

And there. Rumor has it that unfortunate men, round glasses bees, and Becco have come to expose their faces like assholes.

"Welcome, Becco. Look like an asshole."

"Slightly!? We met and got dis early!?

"... Welcome, Becco. Look like an asshole."

"I've been waiting, Mr. Aru. Look like an asshole."

"Were you all hoping to stop by!?

Because linkage play is the strength of Yangdu Pavilion.

... It's just sad, Loretta. You're the only one who's got an "asshole face" on you. contextually. Well, Loretta doesn't lie because she looks like an asshole, too.

"Mugguuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! It's too muzzy! I don't know how you can draw that!

Mococa scratching her head with gussies. Don't make strange noises in the dining room.

"Oh, you're a face I don't see.... is that an illustration of a puke?

"No, it's not! It's a hemp eggplant!

"Ha, is that your first ear?

"Would you like to have Mr. Becco, too, if you don't mind? It's not even on the menu yet."

"Oh! I would definitely ask you to do that!

"Pay for it."

"… charges shall be collected"

"I'm going to leave my said forehead, Mr. Ari!

"That's when you're breathing all the time, Jen!?

"Kusu, please wait a moment"

After Ginette finishes watching us interact, she enters the kitchen with pleasure.

I guess this is the time I want to make it. Freshly remember.

"Ginette. Without the eggplant of the hemp lady!

"I still don't know what kind of dish it is, but isn't it the end of the day falling out of it by name, Mr. Yashiro!?

"... without the hemp lady."

"Then what is coming out!?

"I'm also out of the plate!

"You're starting to feel like nothing's coming out!?

"Come quick, you're making a scene"

"Obviously, they think it's there!?

Even while I'm chattering here, Mokoka is wiggling a colored pencil as she yummy. It's no longer possible to fix it.

"Me, you can draw well, except for the person. That's great."

There is such a thing as not being good at.

Even if people paint very well, there are quite a few people who don't like backgrounds and accessories.

That's what I have no choice. There won't be any textbooks or anything like that over here that could serve as an example.

"Are you painted?

"Oh. Look at this. This guy's a pro at first. I put an illustration on the information paper. Hey, Natalia. You, information paper now..."

"Yes, of course I have"

Natalia is in possession of the information paper she is portrayed without leaving her skin.

I'm not going in there anymore.

When he showed it to Becco, he glanced at the edge of the round glasses with his fingers and leaked his voice "ho ho".

"Is it Mr. Natalia? It captures features, simplifies and emphasizes them, and is quite an interesting way to draw them."

A sketchy illustration, unlike what Estella and the others call art in this city and Becco's realistic paintings. Seems to have attracted interest.

"I feel something close to Mr. Yashiro's made deformation figure."

"Highlighting and simplifying features may be true."

"Don't envy the awkward."

Becco can only shape what he sees as he sees it.

However, the "as you see" is the degree of reproduction of a person's separation.

"Becco, draw him a little."

"Are you Mr. Natalia?

"Oh. If I could, he wouldn't look like a doorman."

I'm tired of seeing Natalia's Doya face.

"Mm-hmm. I thought so. While waiting for Mr. Ginette's cooking, I hope it will be a sit-down. Do you have any paper and brushes?

"Oh, then you can use this"

"It's no wonder. Uh, what's your name...?

"It's a mockingbird!

"Thank you, Mr. Mococa. The awkward is a boring artist named Becco. You don't need to remember your first name, so listen to me."

"Whoa! I can't remember listening to you!

No, no, no!

Mococa? You came to the 42nd arrondissement to "see Becco," right?

You forgot?

I guess I forgot! 'Cause there's no such thing as an asshole's daughter stinking hammer!

"Mr. Becco. … please be sexiest"

"I got it!

"Don't worry, Becco! Feel elegant, please! Don't feel ashamed to be the foreman of the Lords' Hall!

Estella overwrites the request from Natalia.

Me, I feel like I can have it on my pillow if I can do a sexy painting.

"Yes, you did."

"Early, you are."

"What? Because it's an easy game to draw"

Such a peek into Becco's "play"...... there stood the auctioneer, full of elegance.

It's like a picture.

"Good. Be a decent painting."

"But I'm a no-pan in this painting"

"Wouldn't you force me to put sexiness in it!?

If it's even in the luxurious forehead, it's not a strange quality to have decorated the room, but it doesn't seem worth it enough for him to bother decorating it.

... If you peek in from below, can't you see it in your skirt?

"Yashiro. I'll stab you?"

Shit.

I was just trying to peek in. I haven't peeked in yet! It's an attempt!

"This guy................................................................................................."

When I saw Becco's painting, Mococa shook up puffy.

He also forgets to blink and keeps staring at Natalia's paintings, which are wrapped in elegance. I can't keep my eyes open, that's the atmosphere.

"Thank you for waiting, Mr. Becco. Mahjong, eggplant mahjong, aubergines and plates."

Ginette goes out of her way to tell me we put everything we said we were out of. You must be kidding me. These little flirtations seem to be my favorite these days.

"Ho! What a sweet scent this is again. Mm-hmm. In three days, Mr. Imelda will be asking for a food sample."

When the Yang Ma Ri Pavilion launches its new menu, Immediately Immerda seems to be requesting and producing it.

You're totally close now.

"I'm sorry! Yashiro called me and this wasp came all the way here for you, it smells kind of very good, what a scent. I discovered something novel while I was saying, this is a new menu, I explained it in detail!

"Hey, Imelda. Just breathe."

Imelda approached me so that I could get into the store and suck it up to the hemp aubergines.

And take a bite without anyone's approval.

... You're not stealing, you're a mean lady.

"It's delicious! Mr. Becco! I need a food sample right away!

"Uh-huh... Awkward reading is still sweet... it didn't take three minutes of the stuff"

Imelda's vitality exceeds Becco's imagination.... No, glamour.

But, well, you guys are a good combination somehow. If requests from Imelda continue, Becco will have stable income.

"Um, for Mr. Becco's sake, you're going to rebuild it."

"You're welcome, Mr. Ginette."

Imelda started eating on her own, so it looks like she's making a new Becco hemp aubergine.

No longer does anyone pay attention to Imelda, nor does Becco himself seem to complain.

Other customers have a big problem, but Imelda knows how to do it around here. Perhaps they recognize him as a sweet being in a way. You mean you won the credit?... Or have you been recognized as a servant or something that can be used with your chin... let's avoid mentioning it.

"Then we're going to have another sit-down while we wait. Mr. Mococa, may I have another piece of paper, please?

………………

"Mr. Mococa?

"Huh!? Oh, ah! It's okay, man! You can use it!

"Momogu, who are you? Momogu..."

Don't talk while you eat, Imelda. You're a lady, for once.

Are you Bertina?... It's an act that I want Bertina to stop.

"Now, draw the hemp aubergines"

With Mococa's colored pencil and paper in his hand, Becco wraps his arms around him.

"Ahhh! The illustration of hemp aubergines is incredibly challenging!

"Hey. Awkward, you can draw anything you see once, so don't worry."

Say it gently and run the pen gently.

As if Inkjet were going to print bright footage on paper in an instant according to the program, Becco's manipulated colored pencil paints the eggplant of the hemp woman as real as it makes the rugged paper feel scented and warm.

"... This looks delicious"

"Mr. Aru, he's also a good painter. It wasn't just food samples."

"It's a big deal, you know, as usual"

"Well, that's right."

"But while my painting earlier seemed more 'delicious' in a way,"

"All right, shut up, Natalia"

Everyone but Natalia is impressed with the technology.

In District 42, the impact of food samples has led to an appreciation of Becco's 'not artistic' creations. Until now, the unpredictable and realistic have come to be regarded as fantastic within District 42.

And coming from outside the 42nd arrondissement, the illustration pros say...

"Shh... Huh! Master!"

"And, Master... who is it?

Mococa poked her hand in front of Becco when she saw an illustration of a painted, real, delicious looking hemp woman eggplant. It's a dungeon.

"You're making me an apprentice!

"Ya, Mr. Yashiro...... what's this?

No, even if I tell you...

"Honestly, I'm done! I've never seen such realistic illustrations before in my life! Please, teach me your master's skills! You're right, you're not a jerk, please!

"Mr. Yashiro, the awkward are now... are you being asked? Isn't that an order?

I guess it's an order...... well, I guess it's meant to be a favor.

"No, the awkward and other people are still in training. I want you to raise your head because your master and others are so desperate."

"I'm not moving here until you make me an apprentice!

"Make him an apprentice because that's annoying, Becco"

"But Mr. Yashiro!? Awkward, taught, nothing..."

"Isn't that nice? Show him what you're doing nearby."

Chopsticks stuffed with the flavour of hemp aubergines. "Chuuuuuu!" Smoke all the time, and Imelda speaks softly.

"I hope art is not something to be taught, but something to look at and steal. Even if Mr. Becco doesn't bother to tell you, you just have to let him steal it on his own. It's up to her talent to improve. It's not my master's fault."

What you're saying is decent, but don't shake your chopsticks.

"Hum...... but"

"Master! Put your wife in her face, there's one adult response here!

"Ha!?

They say your wife, and Imelda stands up.

My shoulders are lifting and I'm angry.

"Who is the wife of someone like this!? There's so much rudeness! There's no such thing as an interest in Mr. Becco as a heterosexual, as a crisp little finger of fleas!

"You're so small, its crisp!?

"Naturally! As long as I marry Mr. Becco, I will marry your child lunch!

"Are you with food?!?

"Please call me Imelda Children's Lunch!

"Was it a family name, 'Children's Lunch'!?

Assholes and assholes are assholes in comics.

If you guys get married by mistake...... it'll be a nasty family.

Looks fun to watch from the neighborhood, but being in the same neighborhood seems annoying.

"Well, then, I'll be your master's companion!

"It is amazing!? Mr. Yashiro, what is this Mitsujin saying?!?

"You mean I fell in love with your talent, right?

"Your face is cool too!

"" "" "of the Spirit..." Huh!

"Yashiro, Magda, Loretta, Imelda. Stop."

Estella will force us to hold back our urge.

But that's no choice either.

Mokoka has to be taken to Marul's after this. I don't have an ex or a child if I make it a frog. Damn, I regret it... work your best, my self-control!

"If you're going to make me an apprentice, I'm going to listen to you say it's me!

"All right, Becco. Make him an apprentice. So, Mokoka becomes a servant at Marul's and also provides illustrations on information paper to occasionally come and visit his master's creative activities"

"Mr. Yashiro, such a discretionary......!?

"Enough to show you once in a while, okay? Besides, I wouldn't mind being liked by a pretty girl."

"No. Actually, Awkward, I've recently decided to look at less than G Cup as a girl so..."

"Becco... why don't we talk on the table?

"No way, 'BU' number one beauty I'm out of range too..."

"You're very busy..."

"... Becco. That battle, take it and stand."

Apart from A-cup estella, Becco turned E-cup Natalia, C-cup Loretta, and the underdeveloped Magda all at once to his enemies.

Only one person, Imelda, who recently classed up from F to G, could afford to say, "Oh, the whisperers' jealousy is ugly," he said.

"By the way, how many cups is Mr. Mococa!?

"Becco... as a lord, I'll stab you?

"That's right, Becco, isn't that rude? Whatever you think, B Cup."

"You are rude too, Yashiro!? And maybe, you're right!

I assure you, it's definitely a B cup!

"Okay... my apprentice, I'm gonna give you up... so!

Mococa stands up and makes the best of the B-cup breasts, whenever she can, pull over to create a valley and bow her head toward Becco.

"Please make me an apprentice!

... In the end, I guess I won't give up, this guy. No matter where you go.

"Becco......"

"Ugh... Awkward, I've never done anything like this before, so I can't hide the confusion..."

Scratch your blush hair and Becco loosens her mouth.

"I know there are a lot of things I don't even know about, but I hope you don't mind."

An artist is a race that can fall in love with technology.

Well, think of it as a famous tax or adding to the talent you've been given and give up.

"Yikes! That's right, Master! You're a good-looking man to talk to!

"" "" "of the Spirit..." Huh!

"So stop! Yashiro, Magda, Loretta, Imelda"

"Mr. Becco, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for the hemp aubergines.... So, is something wrong?

To a delightful mococa, Becco with a troubled face.

Ginette feels some pleasant air and asks for an explanation.

I guess connections are born in unexpected places. And I told Ginette what had just happened.