Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

Three days after "Banquet".

No, it was still raining.

"Customer again today, you didn't come at all"

Looking out the window, Loretta squeaks.

The world looks a little white with pouring rain grains interspersed with blisters that hit the ground and bounce back.

Even though it is already night, the luminous brick, which could not be exposed to sunlight during the day, does not emit light and darkens away its presence.

It's been a long time since I've visited the dark.

Kind of feels like when the power goes out.

"... Yashiro, hold hands?

"No, just because I'm not scared to this extent"

Magda reaches out in the shaky lantern lights, but politely refuses.

I'm laughing that Ginette tickles over there.

Shut up. Don't laugh.

"Shall we close the store today?"

"Right. Umaro's gone."

Coming to the store on a day like this was about Umaro, who also went home after wandering off for dinner.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Umaro. I hear you cleared the stall."

"It was gone yesterday."

"... it looks like he decided it would be dangerous to leave it because the rain would make his vision worse"

It would have broken a bone to remove so many stalls in this dust and sand.

"Then the next time I come, I'll serve you more than one petite tomato"

"Mr. Umaro's efforts, underrated!?

"... it's okay. Magda adds"

"Then I'm sure you'll be happy"

The story thrived with no such other love, and the Yang Deception Pavilion closed its business for the day.

What a peaceful day.

The fact that guests don't come is a matter of origin in itself… I've been really moving around here and there lately, so this kind of time can be appreciated.

Really, you must be tired, me.

I've been sitting there almost all day today.

"Yes, Mr. Yashiro. It's corn potage soup."

"Hmm?"

"It'll warm you up. It was cold today."

"Oh. Thanks."

Maybe he cared because I wasn't moving.

"How about you guys?

"I want to be there!

"... Magda wants a little more"

Sit in your usual seat and drink warm soup.

I feel the core of my body twitching and warming and tiredness falling out.

While waiting for Ginette, who walked into the kitchen, Magda sat next to me and Loretta sat across the street from me.

Nothing, we wouldn't all have to sit in this terminal seat.

"Thank you for waiting"

Ginette brings soup for three and sits next to Loretta.

We sit in a wide yangdu pavilion, solidified in Sumiako. You're stained with poverty.

and then.

"Ahhh!?

I heard screams from across the door.

At the same time, blunt and blistering sounds rise.

"Uh, what. Is that an annual event?

Imagine the misery of that screaming Lord, with a dry laugh leaking out of my mouth.

Ginette also seemed to think of it, taking a seat in a hurry and rushing to the door.

"Loretta, bring him a towel. Magda goes to my room..."

Instruct the two of us left, and I'll say the word to the wet one who came through the door.

"'It wouldn't be fun to look at my poor body, would it?

"Huh, you haven't heard that line in a year.... memories are sometimes abominably clear."

Estella, surprised to get her expensive clothes wet, pulled her face in.

In this heavy rain, I walked around paying attention, and as soon as I could see the yang dust pavilion, I must have been alarmed, I can see I slipped my legs near the entrance. underfoot and the buttocks and back are soaking wet.

"At the entrance, you can have Estella's butt-shaped puddles."

"I don't have enough buttcakes to get in... at all"

Ginette stands next to the door with an umbrella that Estella would have brought.

Right. Don't you have an umbrella? I have to make it.

"Don't be alarmed because there's an umbrella, I should have weaved my jacket"

"There's a saying," You don't regret it, your lactating shirt doesn't bloat. "

"You're lying in the second half, aren't you?

Straighten your arms, Estella pointing at me.

You haven't been directed at me in a long time, that hostility.

"Yes, Mr. Estella. Use this."

"Oh, thank you, Loretta. Damn, Yashiro wants this kind of distraction, too. Apprentice a senior clerk."

I get a towel, and Estella only turns to me.

Currently, I am the last clerk hired by the Yangdu Pavilion. I quit once, about a minute.

"Oh, no. This is your brother..."

"Oh, Loretta. Fine, fine."

It's nothing to be thankful for.

That's okay, it's better that they didn't think of it as distracting.

"... Estella. I brought a change of clothes."

"Oh, and thanks Magda. That's right, I'm comfortable. Shall I give you a head stroke?

"... you need to be qualified to stroke Magda"

As always, he can't help but want to moff Magda's ears.

Rejected every time.

Thus, Estella solidified her expression by spreading the 'I Designated' t-shirt that Magda had brought with her attentiveness.

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

Estella spreads a t-shirt on her chest that says, 'Cheap! Yummy! Cute! The letter' was written big time.

"I'll be a carefree clerk, too, apprenticing Magda."

"Will you stop? 'Cause I know exactly what you're offering."

After a heavy to exhaled breath, Estella wipes her wet body with a towel and heads to the back of the kitchen to get dressed.

I could change here.

"Estella. If your pants are wet, even a cloak of 'Buka-T' isn't here."

"I borrowed it from Ginette, so I'm fine!

I didn't expect to hear back from you before I finished these words... he's impolite.

"Totally. I want to rub my parents' faces."

"Why rub it!? 'I want to see' is fine, normally!

Ordinary decentralized Loretta pushes the normality beyond what is necessary.

I guess we're also discussing it in the general normalization plan for mankind. She's a daughter with terrible ambitions.

"... In this, only Loretta can be seen right in the face of her parents"

Magda's parents have gone to Baoclea for VIP protection and have been kept out of the news.

Ginette's parents are unknown. Your grandfather is gone.

Estella's parents are sick in a quiet town.

And my parents...

"You sure do. Well, let's go see Loretta's parents' faces."

"Stop it! Because I'm not a very visible parent!

My daughter tells me so much about my parents...

No, Wendy didn't want me to see my parents either.

I wonder if daughters in this city tend to want to distance themselves from their parents.

"... ahhh. I feel kind of used to it, so it's a little hectic."

Stunning outfit, Estella returns.

The trousers are dressed in Ginette's room. Sometimes I see him. Although Estella is a little taller, she's not nearly enough to say.

But when it comes to promotional T-shirts, I used my clothes, so when Estella wore them, she passed the rash. It's just me.... I like my clothes.

"If you look at it this way, Estella is small."

"Wow, I'm sorry!

And Estella, who hides her chest and stares at me for what she mistook.

I guess I call this' over-consciousness' or 'paranoia'.

I'm not talking about breasts.

When I said that in a fright, I was fingered from three directions. In the "Judgement of the Spirit" set-up.

Ha, ha, isn't that a good amount of nerve, Estella, Magda, Loretta?

"Mr. Estella. It's corn potage soup. It'll warm you up."

"Ginette, I love it!

Estella spreads her hands wide and jumps on Ginette.

It's dangerous, don't jump when you have soup.

You didn't spill it a lot, neither did Ginette.

"... 'Oh, I don't have the swell... envious, jealous, but it feels good'"

"Because I don't think so! Will you not put on your own monologue, Magda!?

"That's right, Magda. Estella thinks... 'Pfft, actually, I can absorb some of my tits by holding them like this!

"I can't!?

"... Estella... No way, on that frontier..."

"That's why I can't!

"Mr. Estella, that's amazing! I respect you a little!

"You say you can't!? You only said you couldn't do it!?

"Gentlemen, you can't. Say that."

Oh, my God, get on board, Ginette!

Come on! Come on!

If you got on board and said, "You don't look great on Estella," you could have put so deep a burden on her that you'll never get back on your feet again!

"... if you're a store manager, just get 10% instant boobs"

"That's not true."

"Besides, I still have huge tits even if they take 10%!

"No, so that's...!

"Besides, Ginette is not fully revived the next day, even if it's reduced!

"Repent!

Just me again...... I'll be stubborn.

"Pooh, dude."

"Ha ha... Mr. Yashiro is... Mr. Yashiro is adorable... Huh!

"No, it's an illusion. Ginette."

Estella starts drinking corn potage soup with cold eyes.

Get out of the way and let it cool off.

And, well, this is how the 'usual' routine came back.

I feel like I'm back, so I'm sure I like this vibe.

The number of people has increased, so I stick two desks together and make a table for eight.

And again, calm your hips to the place of thought.

I sat in my usual seat, Magda next to me on the left and Loretta on the right.

Estella sits right in front of me, next to Estella's right - Ginette hips down in front of Magda.

"And in the seat in front of Loretta, there's a woman I've never even seen bleeding out of my head..."

"I'm not here!? What, you're not here!?

"……… Ah, thank you"

"Who did you say hello to now, Magda!? Stop lowering your head as you look across from me!

"Sorry, Ginette. Can you just pack it that way for a second?

"Don't try to distance yourself, Mr. Estella! I'm not here! Because there's nobody here!

With all due respect, Loretta is clinging to my arm to keep me away.

Damn, this guy's a plain beast clan, too. I can't untie it.

"Beast people (plain)..."

"Stop, that's the kind of negative image you give me! Your brother's image strategy, because it works amazingly well!

That's because everyone sees you in a 'so-yu' way.

Besides, I'm not the only one who has a casual image of someone else.

Even Magda is pretty good.

For example...

"Warcraft/Chichiprune"

"Ugh, forget it!

This is the nickname Magda gave Millie and Delia when she was confused at work by the lack of rain and Ginette who witnessed it.

So to speak, that's a memory of the day that started this commotion.

"But thanks to Magda's name 'Warcraft Chichiprune', you solved a case about water shortage."

"What!? Was Magda a feat?!?

"... the woman who exerts influence, out of sight. That's Magda."

"I won't let you get on with it, Yashiro"

Under the table, Estella's feet gently poke my snake.

Scold me again.

Why is it me, not Magda in good shape?

"Pooh, dude."

"She's not cute."

"So, but, Mr. Estella. Depending on the angle, it feels unpleasant...

"Ginette, calm down! An illusion, or a hallucination, it is!

Estella tries to calm Ginette down.

"Phew!"

"Ki-yun!

"Ginette!?

"... the manager is feeling a little tired"

"You might want to go to bed early today!

I'll tell you guys, Loretta to Magda.

I'll tell you.

How much?

"Shh, excuse me. You know..."

I comb my messy hair with my hands, I lean down to take my gaze off - just look at me chillingly - and say it like Ginette lit up.

"'I wonder if this is what Mr. Yashiro was like when he was a child,' I thought, the... seemed sexually cute."

"When Yashiro was a child?

"Do you?

"I do!

"... bonus time for all you can peek in the women's bath"

"Yeah... in those days, I didn't think about that, not yet"

I woke up in my boobs in adolescence, in middle school.

..................... Sorry, I lied. Since the summer of Little Five, when I found a ton of adult picture books beside the driveway along the bypass.

Beautiful memory.

"How many times have you rotten?

"Don't say rotten! It's ripe."

"Things are like that."

I went up the adult stairs, so that must be a pleasure.

Even Estella should be full of heads about her boobs, from puberty to the present. You're spending most of your day in breast augmentation gymnastics!

Well, it's just. I'd be a better veteran, though.

"By the time I was eleven, all I could think about was my tits"

"Before I became a child of the Yang Da Pavilion...?

"... muscled"

"If it was oil stains, I'd be so stuck that I'd never get rid of it again."

What are you talking about?

Who knows what's creeping me out?

"Didn't your parents say anything about your bizarre behavior?"

"What a strange thing to run."

"... Yashiro seems to have no conscious symptoms"

"It's the end."

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"............... Hey Ginette. Follow up?"

"Heh!? Oh, no...... ugh"

Shit, no follow up!

How hard it feels to say there, damn it.

"Well, the general pretended not to look at me."

They cleaned the room before they knew it, and they should have found the treasure they were definitely hiding, but they didn't mention a word.

Not only that, but after that, only its stash was avoided and cleaned.

... when I say the annoyance of someone who realizes that they are pretending not to notice...

"Madam General... there was something natural about me that would strangle people..."

Instead, it was a little better for me to be clear.

That care, again...

"... sorry. It brings back memories of the past, tears..."

"What a far cry from nostalgia... there's no element I can impress you with"

Stare at my beautiful tears with your eyes, Estella. Oh, no, I'm not even staring. Chira, look. And he's not interested.

If you just look at the situation, I think it's a beautiful sight. The tears I shed thinking of the deceased.

"As far as I can tell, you've been spoiled for a long time."

"Hmm... I don't know"

I was scolded for doing the wrong thing, and the rules and common sense were thoroughly tapped in. Especially when it comes to compassionate minds, they really kept saying it every day.

"But well, you praised me a lot"

In the rigour, too, the affection was firmly felt.

And it was a bright family that laughed a lot.

"... so Yashiro likes the general"

"Hmm?"

"Speaking of which, you put it on something and you're in the conversation."

"Really?

I'm not aware of that.

"When you talk about the general, Mr. Yashiro, you always look happy."

"No, that's just not gonna happen, is it?

"No. Here, smile, be gentle"

That's what I say, and I make you smile calmly.

You're saying I look like that?

"That's arr. When we talk about the general, I guess it's mostly because we're talking about dinner. Thinking about delicious rice makes people smile naturally"

I mean, that's what I mean.

It's not like there's anything more.

"But Fillman asked you what type of woman you liked, and you mentioned a damsel."

"So I..."

That wouldn't be the most horny thing to say, would it?

There he said poorly, "Well, let's just say Estella in front of you. If I explained it later and solved the misunderstanding, it would be fine." What a short circuit behavior, … it would be easy to imagine without saying what catastrophe it was creating.

"I think it's a nice thing. I mean, I feel like I care about my family forever."

"Well, more than a pro-faithful."

"That means your brother will always be sweet in you!

"... Magda is ready and confident to continue to sweeten the future forever"

"Whatever you want..."

Even you guys who say that............... No, let's not. This assertion is barren.

The family is special. Wouldn't that be nice? It's not like I even bothered to deny it.

"Ugh...... glad to hear about Mr. Yashiro's past"

Speaking of which, it's rare.

"I want to hear more about you, brother's old story"

"... root digging leaf digging"

"Damn it. It's like exposing weaknesses to the past."

Most of the time, people's past is full of black history.

I can't believe he's moving on when I was immature.

"Welcome. It's warm."

Drink up the corn potage soup and let Estella leak her warm breath "ho hoo".

"Tummy, that won't fill you, will it? Shall we make something?

"Right..."

Coming at such a time would mean Estella was so busy that she didn't even have time to eat.

A glass of corn potage soup can't be enough when it's in that condition.

"But it's closed now."

"I don't mind. Never mind."

Ginette would be happy to cook dinner no matter what time it is.

That's why there are times when I care.

"Then why don't you let me do it again? I'm sure they had all the ingredients."

"'Arre'?

I don't know what you're talking about, Ginette leans her nipple.

"It's a bond dish."

"Ah! Nice! I'm here to help!

Loretta, who came to an answer as soon as possible, gets up well.

Speaking of which, you've eaten in this member before, in this seat.

"I didn't eat much last time because it was after I ate bribes. My brothers, they went out on the way. He took care of his brothers in Kawahara."

"... Kawahara... Hmm. There was a point."

When I heard about Loretta, Magda remembered, apparently.

No, you went out on the way.

Afterwards, you ate again in the river plains for a large number of people, I guess.

"What do you want to make?

"I care, too"

Two people are still unable to get to the answer.

I've really made a lot of things in the last few weeks.

Maybe the memory of the first one is faint.

"Hand-rolled sushi."

"" Ahhh!

Hearing the answer, Ginette and Estella make their expressions shine all the time.

Sea fishing, river fishing, agriculture, merchants, hunting and dishes made with plenty of ingredients purchased from each guild, a dish that Loretta describes in the word 'bond'.

"I'll get ready, so help me out."

"Yes!

"... help Magda too"

"I want to help, too!

"Bye, Estella. Sit down and wait for me."

"No, I'll help! I'd rather be left alone here."

"No, no, you can't let a lord do such chores"

"Soyu line, you want to hear more elsewhere!

So, we all ended up in the kitchen, cutting and baking the matching ones and using them as ingredients.

I knew it would be early to have Ginette. The handiness is wrong digits.

Estella had gathered expectations for the handling of the blade, but he specializes in 'stabbing' and 'cutting' was a bad idea. Well, you're a knife user. Natalia would do anything with "stab," "cut," "pierce," "scratch," though.

"... Estella sucks at cooking"

"Oh, that's not true! Just a little hassle this time."

"That's right, Magda. The manager and your brother are just away from each other all the time, and if you can do as much as Estella, it's normal level."

"Ugh... when Loretta tells me it's normal, I'm shocked"

"Why not!? I followed you, me!?

Estella is depressed by Loretta's "normal" remarks that load her heart more than anyone else tells her.

Ginette is giving words of encouragement as she strokes her round back.

"If you're so round your back, you're buried with milk that's not even"... that's funny. I don't know if I'll tell you......... you won't.

"When you're so round your back, it's not even..."

"Me, you're good at 'stabbing'"

I can't spare one fish, Estella, but I guess it's easy to prune my life.

Should I be careful what he says when he has a blade?... Isn't that when Estella doesn't have a blade?

"Well, I'll make vinegar rice."

"Ha ha... I like this smell!

Surely you didn't say at first that you couldn't like the smell of vinegar, this guy.

Loretta and Magda will happily bring the ingredients as I head back to the hall with the vinegar rice.

Following it with Estella's exciting expression on her hand with the seaweed that was crushed by direct fire, Ginette came with tea for everyone on the basin.

Ready, first hand rolled sushi party in a long time.

"of, I can't get the seaweed!

"... small seaweed"

"Yashirovo, the seaweed. Come on."

"Don't you guys have the ability to learn!?

Ginette puts the ingredients on her ass with the three people who put too much ingredients on them and couldn't wrap the seaweed around them.

"It's crazy... I thought I could roll this much..."

"You too, Ginette."

Really, the hand-rolled sushi seems to haunt me.

"It's hard...... hey, Yashiro. Roll my share."

"Are you noble?

"I'm a nobleman?

"... Hi, I'm an aristocratic friend. Would you like me to roll it up?"

"Likewise, I am an associate of the nobility! Brother, roll it up."

"Don't hitchhike. We all are."

He's always trying to make me do it.

Remember for yourself.

And when I saw Ginette, who hadn't been in the conversation, she was kind of desperately wrapped around a roll of sushi.

Still a lot.

That's surprising, I can't believe this guy struggles.

"It's hard. I can't get the hang of it..."

"Well, give it a try, Ginette, think you'll feed me and make it"

"To Mr. Yashiro, is it?

Ginette's eyes changed slightly when I placed such an order.

Place the seaweed on the palm of your hand, take the right amount of vinegar rice, spread evenly, put the ingredients on balance...... roll.

"... Wow! We did it!

It was a brilliant hand-rolled sushi, impeccable in appearance and content, a hand-rolled sushi that could be served straight to the store if wrapped.

"You think you can feed people."

"Yeah, looks like it."

ehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe.

This guy doesn't cook so much for himself.

It's a new discovery that I don't like cooking for myself.

"Yes, Mr. Yashiro. Enjoy."

Hand-rolled sushi gently offered.

... Somehow, I think Ginette wrapped it around me, don't be able to illuminate it.

No, look, vegetarian.

Well, I'm always bare handed.

"Eat your vegetables thoroughly, too. And chew well."

"Are you my mother?"

"Ugh. If you're such a cutie, you could be in too much trouble spoiling her"

"Me too, if I were a mother like this, I might not breast out until I'm over twenty"

"Well, eat that and then repent!

It's okay after you eat.

No, it would be a pain in the ass to be put off...

"Oh, I'm done. I'm done! When I saw Ginette's, I kind of got the hang of it."

Estella finally makes the right amount of hand-rolled sushi.

Makes a crisp noise and hits the hand-rolled sushi.

"Mm-hmm!" he shouts his satisfied voice and wields his gripping fist.

"It's even better when I think I made it myself."

"No, I'm better off with the guy Ginette made me."

"... Magda also wants to be spoiled everyday"

"Me, when I make it myself, it kind of tastes normal..."

"I didn't think I'd get that far!

That's sweet, Estella.

We're not sweet enough to honestly feel like that's what 10,000 people are going to say.

"Don't you want to add this to the menu?

"The price is going to be high on Belabou. Sea fish is the main thing."

"There are many kinds. It's hard to get all this together."

"... When it gets popular, there's a good chance you won't be able to keep up"

"So this is rice for your home party,"

Home party.

Ginette's right, this guy's for eating cute at home.

It would be fun if we all did it from the prep stage.

And it's good that everyone can choose the flavor according to their preference.

"You're a salmon fool," or "Don't keep the shrimp to yourself," conversations that don't have any other love come naturally.

That's what happened at my parents'.

"Parents come on, just stick around when you do hand-rolled sushi. Only hand-rolled sushi can make something tastier than a dame..."

You mixed sesame seeds with vinegar rice, applied sesame oil to seaweed, and you had a weird obsession.

"So, how was it, actually?

"Hmm?"

"Was your parent's hand-rolled sushi beyond the general?

"No. If you do it, it's big, the parent's. The hand-rolled sushi of the general is easier to eat, I can't get tired of the flavor, and it was absolutely delicious."

When I said that, you were hectic, parent.... Kukuku.

"... Madam General, the strongest theory"

"It's amazing. I understand all your preferences and earn number one."

"You were a lady general, weren't you, Yashiro?"

"No, no. My knowledge and skills are mostly inherited from my parents."

I'm self-taught about fraud, though.

"Speaking of your brother's technology..."

"... breast appraisal"

"Yashiro... your parent was a hell of a man."

"I didn't take over there! I'm self-taught, my boob studies!

And in the honor of my parents. I assure you that's all!

............... in the name of honor what the fuck!?

Even if you like tits, your honor is scratchy!

"Ugh. Mr. Yashiro, he looks happy"

Ginette laughs when she dulls.

"Hand-rolled sushi is a food that blooms in memorabilia."

I say with both hands a delicious hand-rolled sushi that looks like it can be done.

"One day, when you all have hand-rolled sushi with another, will you remember today and talk to me about 'That's what happened then'?"

This member has hand-rolled sushi with another guy...

That's the future you might visit someday.

Magda and Loretta may nest the pavilion in the sun.

Estella may find herself indulged in the upper class.

Even Ginette, if there's a good guy somewhere...

I guess this guy is sweet for his own kids and he'll wind himself up doing it anyway.

... None of that, a future without.

As it has always been - my God, I'm sure it can't be.

Although I can't imagine anything about the future.

I can't imagine Ginette or Estella being married to someone, and I can't imagine a Yang Ma Pavilion without Magda and Loretta right now.

In the first place, I don't see my own future at all.

Will I stay here for the rest of my life?

Or are you going to jump out of here finding it more intriguing?

Headhunted, he could be a rival to the Yangdu Pavilion...

None of this, a future I can't say I don't have.

Twenty years ago in the first place, I never imagined I would be spending my second seventeen years in another world in twenty years. There's no way I can.

I don't know the future.

So do you get excited about stories from the past that you know well?

"I want to do hand-rolled sushi again with this member and chat like this again!

"... all of these members are very comfortable because they spoil Magda"

I guess you didn't want to think you were separated from the future.

Loretta and Magda both said that in a slightly more serious voice.

And Ginette, naturally, doesn't seem to imagine such a future.

"Yes, of course, I'll do it again, all of you."

I assured him so confidently.

So follow me a little bit.

"We were all happy when we had hand-rolled sushi in Kawahara before."

"That's already! Our siblings were shaking up a lot!

"... Magda has been known since then as the goddess of hand-rolled sushi in some areas or not"

"What kind of goddess... So, you had fun, huh?

"Eating with another guy" includes that.

You're free to eat with whoever you want, and you can eat with whoever you want.

"That's what Ginette said"

"It sounds like fun to teach a lot of people!

"... with the charisma of Magda, the wave of preaching instantly covers the forty-second district"

"I see. So bring along the thoughts of the people each taught you and some interesting stories from that time and eat in this member again like this...... yeah. Like, you know what?"

Both Magda and Loretta look satisfied in Estella's summary.

I don't even feel a little too dependent...

"The Yangdu Pavilion is always here, waiting for you to return"

So we all just have to be free and pop out as we want.

Maybe Ginette wanted to say that.... maybe not, though.

"I love hand-rolled sushi"

Ginette with those words on her mouth, nothing seems to change...... I guess she has changed a bit.

Maybe this guy's growing up a little bit too.

Just like Estella, who is working with the lords of other districts to gain strength and confidence as lords.

It's a real pain in the ass...

Well, maybe it was just worth it.

A new passage was created in Newtown, and the construction of the port was decided even though it was small beyond the city gate.

The toll tax on the passage through 'BU' was to be reduced, and they are preparing to produce beans in the outer periphery.

I'm guessing Estella's achievements in continuing to work in insomnia will bear more and more fruit before it's too far away.

The city changes.

People change, too.

Our relationship changes, and the circumstances surrounding us change shape every second.

Make it better or worse, because we only have two choices, and that's why we're desperate to tie it to good results.

Such a stack of things can be a little surprising feat one day when I look back.

That's why.

That's how it changes, so much so that the Yang Deception Pavilion, which will be built here at all times unchanged, will be so calm...... for God's sake, I think it's smudging.

"Nice shop... the Yangdu Pavilion"

Everyone but me meets each other in leaked words by accident.

And nod with a sunny look just as there is no objection.

"Of course. It's where I'm going."

"... because it's a store with Magda, naturally"

"Me too, I love the Yangdu Pavilion!

And Ginette just looks like she's going to cry a little.

"I'm glad you said that,"

I laughed lightly.

The leftover vinegar rice and ingredients were all flattened and the hand-rolled sushi party was held late at night.

Estella went back to the hall tomorrow morning to ask Ginette if she would like to stay.

Really, he wanted to take advantage of a small amount of time to eat Yangdu Pavilion rice.

"I could really refresh you," he said with a smile on his face on the way home, returning with an umbrella in the rain that was still falling.... while wearing the Yangdu Pavilion Propaganda T-shirt.

Well, when will he notice his outfit?

Estella, you're not sure if she's smart or not.

Well, you're a smart idiot, I'm sure.

Loretta said she had a sister who was frightened by this heavy rain or something, and she went home to sleep with her at night.

You're a good sister, too, that guy.

And Magda...

"... Magda handed it to me after cleaning up..."

- And I was starting to fall asleep, so I took him to his room and laid him to sleep.

When you're full, you want to sleep. … but not to this extreme.

The time is about midnight.

Ginette fits in when she wants to sleep too.

Let's go back to the kitchen and help clean up, and let's get this over with and fall asleep.

"Good luck. You're wet, yes, it's a towel"

As soon as I get back to the kitchen, Ginette will serve me a towel.

In the courtyard, don't make me want a roof.

At least as far as I can get to and from without getting wet. I wonder if I'll think of anything by the snowy season.

If a craftsman sees how much umbrella he needs to go upstairs, he'll want to dramatically before-after, this.

"What about cleaning up?

"Almost there."

"I'll help you."

"Yes, thank you"

Any triviality comes as a thank you, not taken for granted.

You don't consider that a burden, do you, Ginette?

Nor am I saying it like a cliché. That much I can tell by the tone.

Ginette's words are always heartfelt.

It's supposed to be pretty rough.

You can put your heart into everything with every word.

That's what this guy does normally without thinking it's a struggle.

They don't listen to others, they don't tear them up, they listen to them face to face.

So I'm kind of relieved.

Maybe that's the place.

What makes Ginette look like Ginette?

"Yes, that's it."

"Good day."

"Hehe. Good luck."

"Was something wrong?

"Oh, no...... hehe"

I ask Ginette, shaking her hands perfectly to turn off the water. What are you laughing at?

"I thought I liked that part of Mr. Yashiro."

Mm-hmm!?

"When I do something that I think 'Oh, I've worked pretty hard now', Mr. Yashiro will always look at it and say 'good luck' properly... That's what makes me so happy."

No, you'd say "tired," anyone.

"Kind of like your grandfather."

"You treat me like a jerk a lot."

"Ugh. I'm not talking about appearance."

I know.

You said I had parts that somehow overlapped with your favorite grandfather.

I've been saying this for a while, "You look like your grandfather".

But it is.

He said he looked like my grandfather, whom you missed and loved...

You liked your grandfather because of his warm personality, his kindness.

I mean, isn't that like saying I look like the person you loved? And that's the root you loved about him.

... I guess that doesn't make such a deep sense.

"I'll watch out for the smell of aging."

"Ugh. I like the smell of Mr. Yashiro, too."

"... deny it, age smell"

And don't call me if you like.

I know he didn't mean to... itch.

"I love the smell of Ginette, too, I want to spend the whole day with you."

"Hih!? Also, already, Mr. Yashiro."

"Huh, revenge."

I'll promptly enforce the punishment for letting people get away unconsciously.

Learn how your words and actions are perceived by the other person.

After talking about smell, people want to distance themselves from nature.

... No, in Ginette's case it's too easy to understand.

Half a step away from me. I barely smelled it. Even if I did, it smells like delicious rice.

"No, you said Magda said, 'Smell the manager and his stomach will beep'"

"Heh... heh. I might be eaten sometime."

They don't have a problem with Magda for what she tells them, and Ginette shakes her shoulder when she dulls.

Magda hitting on Ginette. I'd love to see that.

"Well, I'll hem you too... no"

"Repent"

Staring at a certain part of him, he was forced to grin and repent.

I don't think the push of faith is a good idea. Yeah, I think so.

"All right. So, shall we go to bed?"

"Yes, there will be tomorrow."

"I don't suppose the guests will come."

"Still, I'll be here tomorrow"

Probably heavy rain tomorrow, too.

Still coming tomorrow.

It's strange because Ginette doesn't mean, "I don't even have customers, but I have work to do." It sounds like, "Under any circumstances, I'm sure we'll have a great day."

I guess it's because this guy's basic attitude is positive.

I'm sure if I say it, it sounds different again.

Words change meaning in one way.

Because it's such an obscurity.

So you shouldn't say anything too far-fetched.

For example, yes...

"Mr. Yashiro, by the way -"

- Like this guy.

"Do I look like a damsel?

"To?"

Unexpectedly, a voice came from a strange place.

I don't even care about that, Ginette goes on.

"No. Mr. Fillman was mistaken for me for his... good Mr. Yashiro..."

I don't want you to say it if you can light it up with your own remarks.

"But it's about the general."

Yes. It's the general.

I love love love bananas. It's one end of a magnificent through skill that I unleashed to wrangle the annoying tangles of Yarrow.

"Hey. Who do you like?"

"Mother."

It's like.

To the extent that even the kid is doing it.

"Yashiro is very important to me about the general, and it feels dusty somewhere around here watching... so, um..."

So don't take it so seriously.

Not so...

"Do I look like a damsel?

- Don't look at me with the same eyes you expected.

The lady named me as a means of escape when I was asked "loved one".

In doing so, he lists the parts that he thinks are important to fool the other person.

That's something that can also be illusory about love, and Mandarin was deceived... thanks to it, I misidentified the other person as Ginette.

That means that Ginette matched the conditions under which my 'loved ones' are important, so, I mean, resembling a dame, I mean... what I mean about Ginette, I mean, the...

"Or... your face, it doesn't look alike at all..."

... No.

At a time when I couldn't conclude after the word "I mean," I didn't know what to say.

"Really?...... hehe"

Ginette laughed quietly, and looked a little happy.... What seemed like a mistake to me?

I'm sure I'm tired too. Yeah. I'm tired of my time. Or have you lost your tiredness here lately?

Either way, don't limit yourself to just falling asleep, on a day like this, yeah.

"Bye, Mr. Yashiro. Shall we go?"

More than that, without touching on that topic, Ginette talks with her usual smile.

Out of the kitchen in the hallway, standing in front of the door leading to the backyard, opening the umbrella, emptying half of that umbrella, waiting for me.

All I'm saying is walk a short distance to the second floor, in a rainy courtyard, into one umbrella for two.

"Ooh. It's time for bed."

Such a futile addition of excuses that I don't even know where it is directed, I receive Ginette's umbrella.

When I walk out, Ginette comes with me without saying anything.

Next door, at the same pace.

The rain is so intense as to beat it, that even if we have a conversation in this, it doesn't sound like much anyway. Yes, excuse yourself and walk silently.

I'm more concerned about all the gentle breathing I hear from next door than the cold on my right shoulder that's going to get wet in no time.

If you try to fool someone, that recoil will come back to me exactly, this city... damn it.

- With that in mind, I inclined my umbrella just a little more so Ginette's left shoulder wouldn't get wet and walked slowly through the courtyard.