Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

'Bread Food Competition' special framework.

In this public relations venue, where guests and audiences who were visiting the District Games were also set up to learn about the delicacies of the new bread, the asshole Geraldsey happily declared war.

... Damn. I don't know what to think. I have cancer.

All right, let's go anotherhand here.

"Shit, here's the deal."

"There's a stakeout. Ahhh!

That's good, 'cause I could win without struggling.

You can win now, so go home.

Don't make it hard.

"I won't admit you're undefeated, Mr. Obayashiro!

A fish-faced man with a strangely tall voice stands up to block my escape route.

It's Gustave, the Hunting Alliance's bulimic fish.

... Does this guy have a grudge against me, too? Me, did I do something to you?

"That's the kind of perseverance that keeps Marsha from looking at me."

"There's a theory that words have strange magic! I urge you to avoid ominous words and deeds!

Barking kinks in a tall voice.

Oh, yeah, they do. This is how you teased down fish without knowing the love you had for Marsha, in the past.

It would be a pain in the ass to hit eight hot guys...... or something.

"Mr. Yashiro... just now, Mr. Rebecca was stroking you, wasn't he?

I seem to be buying an aversion to a winning man who could have been engaged to a one-sided opponent.... Temee, I thought it worked out well with Rebecca because of who. Ya cancer.

"Tell that complaint to your fiancée."

"Mr. Rebecca is not bad in everything!

Rot and fall, those eyes!

Savings is still better!

That's why I'm surrounded by the 'Coalition Against Yassillo' for some reason.

It was Estella who set it up... needless to say.

"Hey, Estella"

"You said you wouldn't participate on the grounds of your responsible position. We've made sure we can compete in a special frame that has nothing to do with the score."

That's a lie!

You're definitely enjoying this situation!

You must be enjoying my misfortune!

... What a guy.

"... that's why I didn't grow up"

"Doesn't matter!?

"You are well aware of what exactly you point out despite not mentioning 'where', Dear Estella"

"Ugh! Natalia, shut up!

I was going to tell Estella even one of my complaints, but Gustave broke in before that.

"If I win, I ask you to apologize for your disrespect so far"

"I don't have a verse to be disrespectful to?

"unconscious of all that disrespect!? Is it the devil or something, you are!?

It's an unwarranted accusation.

"I also ask you to write a formal apology at the dawn of your victory over Mr. Yashiro and a pledge that you will not make contact with Mr. Rebecca in the future!

"That would limit even Rebecca's actions, but can we trample on Rebecca's dignity?

".................. I shall be safe for touching from Mr. Rebecca!

"Well, that was a safe one."

"No more! Don't be honest!

I'll tell you, if you're right.

"Anyway! Compete with me! It's a serious battle for man and man pride!

Me, I don't want to put a man's pride on for a nine-year-old girl...

"So? What are you guys gonna do when I win?

"" I don't even have to think about it! Because you won't lose!

We're good friends, dude.

Isn't it breathtaking, for the habit of first meeting? I was a little hammered.

"Well, if you guys lose... 'Listen to one of my favors' huh?

"" …………………… ""

Consolidating Gustave and Fillman.

And at about the same time...

"" No, well... I was wondering if sports should be played sounder "

- Oh, shit.

I don't know about you guys...

"Not good, on that condition!

Geraldsey speaks with a confident face to Fillman and Gustave, who butt in.

"One can command the winner to the loser. Hehe, if I win, he'll use you as his foreman for a day, Oba!

"A day's pay manager.........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"You can imitate that place!

"Although an e-cup would be a must if you were to replace Ines!

"Can you only think about milk!?

"Huh? Didn't you know, Mr. Arryn?

I despise Geraldsey with Estella's frightened face.

Hey, I feel like I'm being scorned with you, that face.

Okay, well, I don't need to take this fight...

"It's a corner sporting event, you can take that fight, okay?

I guess I'll just take my skin off to cheer it up.

To relieve the anxiety element that I've been a little concerned about since earlier.

For this festival's extended battle execution.

"If I win, you guys buy this officially released bread in half and dedicate it to District 42. Host an all-you-can-eat bread event in the Grand Square! It's called" Late Bloom, Spring Bread Festival "!

"Late blossoming" means that the time is too late for the Spring Bread Festival, and that it rhymes with Yamaooki. Yeah, great naming sense.

"Hmm! Fine. Hang on to our district baker's guild and I promise you a massive purchase!

"I'll hang with the baker, too."

"I have a craftsman who's been kind enough to ask for it."

"If that's not enough, you can buy it from the baker's guild in the 42nd Ward."

"" "Ha, I can't believe it's not enough -" "

"We have Bertina."

………………

"Hmm? What's going on? Why shut up?"

Gustave and Fillman, who witnessed Bertina's appetite at the Great Eating Games and "Feast," shut their mouths and only Geracie, who would have overlooked Bertina's fierceness during the "Feast" in District 42, has the spare look.

No, Geraldsey can't. We need to make sure we gather information.

"Hmm. It's easy enough to satisfy one Sister. All right, I'll pay for that."

"" Thank you!

Thank you, Gustave and Fillman.

Don't do it, Bertina.

Anyway, that's the decision for the Spring Bread Festival.

Oh, good. This is going to work out.

Actually, I baked quite a lot of bread during yesterday, but there was still a limit to that.

Except for some exceptional characters, I figured I'd go for about three per participant... three sweet breads would be enough, right? So I was wondering if I could handle that plus a little more for the exceptional person... no, that was still sweet.

I was only about as alert as Bertina and Delia...... the kids' eyes suck. Those guys, too, don't eat, damn it.

So let's (almost) host the Lord's extravagant bread festival later. Let's do that.

The luxury of others is wonderful!

Me and Estella are smiling. Nice event with a smile all over it.

"Well, let me win crisp"

... because there's a lot of craftsmanship.

Turning his gaze to Natalia, he gave me a reliable nod.

You seem to have done exactly as I instructed. All right, all right.

"Now, about your position."

I was prompted to serve, and we're in position.

Geraldsey is the first course, and I'm the second. Gustave is the third course and Fillman is the fourth course in front of him.

On my way to the second course, I said this to my audible audience.

"Me too, I think I'll go for the cream bread that Rebecca ate. It matches Rebecca."

Moment after moment, Fillman's eyes glistened.

"... I won't let you... it's up to me to align you with Mr. Rebecca!

Hmm, does that work?

I'll play Fillman. I've been through and in position. I'll give Gustave this information this time.

"By the way, what Marsha was eating earlier and saying 'Yummy ~ ' is that cream bread hanging on the third course is him. There's only a few of them who know what that tastes like."

"Mr. Marsha an admirable cream bread!? Besides, rare food that has not yet been known to the world............ a common perception of just the two of us...... the world of the two of us is just the kingdom of dreams. What you two play is the magic of love! Make sure I get it! For the kingdom of dreams and magic!

Gustave caught it easy too. That's an easier fish to catch than a black bus.

Will you stop saying "Kingdom of Dreams and Magic" in that tall voice?

... because my stomach is sore due to copyright related..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... It happens. No, really.

Well, now those two will combine cream bread and crush each other.

"All right! Let's go."

"Hey!"

Contrary to Gustave, I hear a grumpy voice coming from the course next to my left.

Geraldsey was looking at the cancer with her face as far as she could as she kept her crowning start posture.

"What the fuck?

"Come and set me up too! The usual clever ploy!

"... you, you feel comfortable being fooled, or you're already sick through the dm?

"That's not what I meant! Brilliant bounce back on your clever ploy for a complete victory! That's what I'm after!

"So if I don't say anything, you're gonna be a loser on your own without achieving your goal... Pfft, this guy's an idiot"

"This is crazy! Say something to me too!

Damn, it feels like something to say from above... greatly.

"Geraldsey"

"What?

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

"Stop treating me like that! Take a little more interest in me!

Eh...

Nothing I want to know about you or anything... even if they tell me to be interested...

"What color are Inez's pants today?

"I don't know! Ask him in person!

"On the Lordship of District XXIX?

"Lending! To no avail, authority!

"I can't use it."

"Conversely, if there was a lord who could use authority for such a thing, that would be a bigger problem!

Because we're talking... I don't know what you're probably worried about Geraldsey... but it doesn't really signal a start.

Geraldsey's legs are starting to pull a little while waiting at the crowding start.

Me?

I'm usually kneeling.

'Cause it's still' about position '.

Signal Estella, "Fine, let it start fast," and I'll get a crowding start, too.

"About the position, wow...!

Finally, the service signals, and the bell rings.

- Oh, my God!

At the same time as I run out, I'll tell Geraldsey.

"You, you're after Ampan anyway, aren't you? You're just chasing after 'Sister', Puppy!

"Who chased after you!? I'm not after any ampoules!

Saying, on the far left, Geraldsey runs straight to the melon bread hanging from the first course.

Right. That's the only way.

If you don't go to Ampan, which is in the second course before me, you have to jump over me to the third course with Gustave & Fillman in an ugly fight.

Fillman and Gustave, who made love, thrust at each other as they obstructed each other, aiming for the cream bread hanging on the third course.

Fillman's guy, he's eating a lot, on Gustave, the hunting guild. I hear that fish face, his voice is kidding, but his arm as a hunter is considerable. He was also selected as a selected member of the Swarm Exorcism who was in trouble when the 42nd District Street Gate was installed.

I didn't know you were going to follow Gustave without taking a pull like that... when Rebecca gets involved, you can be invincible... some kind of pervert, that is.

That's why I get under the bread as soon as I can, leaving Geraldsey with numb feet in an impossible crowding start position and Fillman and Gustave interfering with each other.

"I won't forgive you for walking alone, Oba!

Shout out, Geraldsey increases the speed.

He caught up with me with the will and the guts.

But.

"Unfortunately, you can't beat me"

Me and Geraldsey jumped at the same time.

But shortly thereafter a clear difference emerged.

I got the ampoule brilliantly against Geraldsey, who bounced the melon bread against the head of his nose.

One shot clear!

"Phew..."

I'll laugh with my nose and show you the winner's plenty of room to win.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Don't talk while you can bread! I'm losing my mind!

In the first place, the bread escapes because it hits the front of the bread.

Aim at the underside of the bread.

It is also the stone that can be caught in front of you from the other side!

The hanging strings are weak on the force to the front, back, left, and right, and shake easily.

Because the strings have little power to rebel against the applied force.

Who has the power to rebel? It's a wooden frame with strings attached to it. Since it is against the force to the bottom that its wooden frame exerts the greatest repulsive force, it is naturally most desirable that the force applied to the bread be from top to bottom.

If possible, eating bread from the top to the bottom is the easiest way to take it... you have to jump about a meter to get the bread hanging over your head from the top, and not a common sense person like me can do it in the end.

Therefore, it is necessary to block the escape route first before applying force.

From the other side of the bread, apply force towards yourself.

It's a pinch between the lower jaw and the upper jaw.

There's a trick, but there's nothing you can do if you get used to it. And I already mastered that way when I was in elementary school!

Your career is different, you and me!

Though.

No matter how much you devise, some shock is transmitted to the bread.

I can't help it there. It's inevitable.

Even with my skills, struggle is a must if you hit 'Bad Bread'.

So I can say that choosing 'the most shock-resistant bread' is a must.

I can withstand shocks. In other words, bread that repulses the kinetic energy that still hits you hanging from a less repulsive string.

'Heavier bread' is desirable if you skip all the cumbersome formulas and simply run out of words.

It may also be more stable in the air with an object with a center of gravity almost centered on it.

In this case, it is bread whose ampoule is dantoz and heavy, with its centre of gravity at its centre.

Both jam and cream are lighter than you are.

I don't like melon bread. Skanky bread in such contents is unsuitable for bread-eating competition.

I mean, even if I looked out for experience and knowledge, Geraldsey had no chance of beating me. From the beginning... yes, from that moment when Marul ate the ampoule!

"Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!"

"I'm not explaining it to you while you're eating! I didn't know one thing!

Geraldsey's tone completely collapsed. You must be pretty upset. Pup, you little thing.

It's also in a stylish little locker.

Leaving Geracie with no cute shards to jump and play with melon bread, I score a slow goal.

As he removed his bread from his mouth and looked back, Fillman was clinging to Gustave's hips.

It's a miserable defeat in power, but it feels like it's eaten with guts.

"Is that okay!? If you make the jump now, you'll be sure to take off these pants! You'll see the whole pants!

"Oh, don't! I have the eyes of the audience (... especially Marsha's!?

guts...... but no.

If it's for love, can you be the villain Heel? It's refracted, really.

I can't help it. Shall I tell you something good again?

"Fillmarn! Gusterboo! The bread from the course next to it is also cream bread!

"" What!?

Who said 'cream bread is one of those'?

In previous races, 'it just so happens' that each course has a different bread hanging, and maybe 'all course melon bread' is something to race ahead of you, huh?

This time I gave Natalia instructions in advance and left the cream bread hanging on both the third and fourth courses.

Huh? Didn't you notice?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

You can't trust the truth until you see it with your eyes.

"" Say it first -!

The tone broke down to Fillman and Gustave, who had a polite tone every day.

That and this, it's because of love.

"Love is scary."

"You're the one who's scared, Yashiro..."

Estella came to me when I won.

I'm not going to put a circle of flowers around my neck or kiss my cheek. If it were F1, you'd do it.

"Motorsports in my hometown is not his thing, it's hard to cheer a winner out of a beautiful woman..."

"Looking forward to the Spring Bread Festival."

... Shit!

It's blocked.

"I don't care how you look at it, you don't have enough bread, today."

"Right..."

Hilariously, look at the players who refrain from appearing.

"... I can confirm a few beasts."

"Wow, don't look that way to avoid breaking the image "

I don't want to see a beautiful girl drooling and saying "lulu".

I guess I'll need to convince you to wait until the bread festival, which is held at the luxury of the basic Geraldsey...... Estella.

"But I got some good information from watching your race. There's the bread to choose from and the bread to choose."

Estella with a good grin.

You don't have to work so hard to gather information...

"I recommend the ampoule. With this much weight, it stabilizes you in the air, and if you touch it by mistake, you won't shake that far unless you have so much momentum"

"Heh? Yes, do you mind? Is that what you did to me?

"The bread-eating competition is propaganda, right? Winning or losing is outrageous. And..."

Turning to Estella, I say with a full grin.

"You can't shake no matter how sticky you are, so just go blah blah!?

Aoyagi slipped into Mitsuru... Why do you still have it, Aoyagi? It's over, balls in.

"I know exactly what you're trying to say.... I'll beat you to it."

An estella that burns radiance and fighting spirit.

"Well, if you're looking to win, Ampan would recommend it..."

Here's one devil's whisper.

"Melon bread is about six to seven centimeters thick, so it's a solid domed bread... if you put it under your gymnastics clothes, it'll be an e-cup"

………………

Plenty, twenty seconds of silence come.

"... I don't think it's a good idea to play with food"

Pre-construction that had no heart was thrown out.

Confess.

I thought I was weighing the winner of the Blitzkrieg and the pseudo E-Cup experience!

"Nah, what is this? Ahhh!?

A high voice was spit out toward heaven.

"Aromatic aroma on this softness, and gentle sweetness... as if... Marsha... isn't it the flavor of love?

Gustave flattens the cream bread in no time and roars in the middle of the course.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Just score the goal.

And then I accidentally called it "Mr. Marsha's flavor" and said, "That's just kinda arr!? I guess I realised and rushed to say it again, but... Marsha, I was pulling a dong. He said"... eh "in a very small voice. That was a hard voice to hear.

Ahhh, I dug the grave.

'Cause I've been thinking about porn all my life.'

"Not to be with you."

"Bye, I don't make such inadvertent remarks..."

Hmm? Seriously.

I'm usually aggressive about erotic things, I'm fine, and Gustave, who seems to be trying not to think about so-yu, is going to pout out of his mouth... doesn't that mean he's going to pout out in these situations because he usually can't and suppresses them?

If so, does it mean that we would all be better off living more openly to prevent accidents like this? No, I'm sure you do!

All right, I've made up my mind! Live more openly from now on!

"Hey, Estella. You're gonna call me Me Panna from now on about the E-Cup girls, right?

"Will you refrain from making remarks that would significantly worsen the impression of melon bread!?

My nice proposal was rejected and the copyrights of different worlds were successfully protected.

"Me □ Npanna-chan." It's not "Ro", it's "□". Shall we turn it black? "Me ■ Npanna". What, is that an ambush? Safe, safe.

"By the way, girls under A-cup are with 'Nampan Man'..."

"All I'm saying is crap. I'm gonna stuff my mouth with blue balls, okay?

No, peppered like Nan... No, it's nothing.

If it's "Nampan Man (...)" in the first place, it's not a woman. Do you need to rethink?

The race was going on even while we managed to talk about it, and if Fillman did it, he was struggling.

"Damn! Yes!... No, I can't."

"What are you talking about that's sweet!

Gustave puts a drink in Fillman who gets his hands on his knees.

"Where did the guts that have been eating on me go!? You had a brilliant fight with your enemies earlier!

"Mr. Gustave......"

"And... okay? Hanging over your head is a rare food that hasn't been in the world yet, I said your loved ones are 'tastier'!? I don't eat at this moment right now, are you okay with that?!? Is your love to that extent!?

"Gu... gushuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

He sips up his teeth, wipes his tears with his arms, and surely lifts his eyebrows and Fillman raises his face.

"I'll do it! With the power of love, let us indulge in the flavor of love!

"It's that intention!

Gustave rushes over to Fillman and looks up at the bread with the same gaze.

"Look, there's something called mass in all the substances that exist in this world. So to stick to that bread..."

Then he gestured and began to explain in detail.

You know the concept of mass and all that. Is that what you call a good hunter?

Maybe you understand the laws of inertia and gravity constants, if they are.

... Well, it's a bummer that you and this boss are ignoring all the laws of physics in the world.

If the array appeared in Japan, physicists would be the wings of a large number of job losses.

And after a few minutes of lecture...

"Amu! Yamahifu! Take it, heh heh!

- Fillman got the cream bread safe.

"Then it's purely competition from here on out!

"Ah!?

Surprised by the sudden rush out of Gustave, Fillman still instantly switches and chases him hard at full speed.

The result was Gustave's overwhelming victory, but Fillman's good fight was a great one.

Some of the audience seemed to have been hit in the chest, and they were being applauded sparingly.

As always, I don't know the 'touching bumps' in this city.

Because he and the others, "I want the same thing my favorite daughter ate," he was just being moved by some pretty terminal stalker spirits, right?

"Thank you for your help."

Fillman holding the cream pan in his hand and lowering his head to Gustave.

In the future, District XXIV and the hunting guild might have a friendly relationship, what a scene to think.

... that bond is a criminal reserve in Japan.

"No. I enjoyed it, too. It's been a long time since I've been hot."

A stiff handshake and both honor each other for their good fight.

Nodding forcefully, and exchanging words at the end.

"To love, cheers"

"Yeah, here's to love"

What are you talking about, those guys? Samu.

For some reason, the whole venue is surrounded by air like "It's a good story"... because it's just a shuddering man empathy, this?

Ah, hey. It's just me, I see reality....... Knock.

While I was doing something like that, I would also speak to Geraldsey, who kept jumping in the middle of nowhere to be noticed.

"Why don't you retire already?"

"That's weird! I think I'll be able to grab something soon! Don't talk to me!

About enough afterwards, there was an inexorable amount of time that the whole venue was just looking at the jumping Osama (Osama who was still in his twenties, but whose hair was too perfectly shaped and so it smelled like Osama that it meant I could do Osama anymore).

After bitterness, Geraldsey, who finally caught melon bread, puts up a gutsy pose all over him, but he says, "Get it over with!" "The rest is on the line!" The silent pressure emanated from the queue of athletes, and Geraldsey scored a blur and a goal.

"Ku...... Start your special training today and you'll be revenged next year!

I'm coming to see you next year, you Osama.

I was wondering if you wouldn't miss me on your own...

"Bye, Geraldsey. Spring Bread Festival, Regards"

"Shit. I know! … you should prepare a delicious drink that will go with the bread."

No, I don't drink.

"I'll drink it!

"What!? Are you coming?

"Naturally! You're gonna give me some money!? You've decided to join us!

"We can't let such a busy lord devote his time to such a thing. Please, don't think about it. Shut up and just give me the money."

"Don't use a decent tone just at a time like this!... It wasn't even decent in the second half though!

Oh, my God, Geraldsey, they're coming.

Eh... I didn't call you.

"Yashiro... you know what a diplomatic issue is?

"Huh? So you care?

"No way. I'll let you interfere with everything possible, sneak in."

"It's a success, Miz Claremona..."

Gellarsey with a rinse and a toothpick to pull the temples together.

If you don't learn fast, you'll be like Ricardo.

"But this bread is delicious. The texture is crisp, but the intense aroma of butter…"

"Oh, I'm sorry, Geraldsey. I've been pushing for so long. Seriously, I don't need that. Will you just go home?

"You! My thoughts on the new bread in the corner......!

"Come on, go home! It's already past lunch! What if the athlete is too hungry to riot!?

I don't have the confidence to stop the rumbling Delia.

"Damn...... he's still a disrespectful man. Then we'll have plenty to hear during the Spring Bread Festival! Hmm!"

Yep... why should I ask? Drop it.

Talk to me alone in my room. I'll lend you Regina's best friend (Dusty).

"Maybe you're a very aristocratic person."

"Stop it. Subybo will stand"

A chill runs into Estella's raw warm grin.

You think I'm gonna make a fool of myself in a social setting with nobles? Neither do I. If it's an all-you-can-roll event, I'd be happy to attend.

"I want you to tell me the secret to being missed by so many lords."

"I don't know, you asked your own breasts, lord number one, which I missed?

"Was!? Who nostalgic......!? Oh, that's not true! I haven't lifted my guard against you yet!

"I'm sure you'll hear voices like this..." Pepper, Pepper ""

"You're not listening to me!? And my breasts aren't making that noise!

This guy's gonna put himself on the shelf and try to make fun of me.

Even you must be missed by a troublesome lord. Ricardo to Tracy. And Lucia?

"Estella, you better pick your friends."

"Right... for now, watch out for guys who don't look good"

"Oh, Ricardo."

"You seem unconscious, so I'll give you a wonderful mirror next time"

"Yadda, I'm gonna fall in love and neglect my job"

"Yashiro, what am I going to do... I'm starting to feel bad when I imagine"

"You're a mouthless guy!? You can't lose any more milk!

"Neither do you!

"Whose milk is there?!?

"It's me!............... Not even me! I do!"

I'm going to blow myself up with momentum.

Puppy!

And I just laughed a little.

... Well.

"Estella, by the way"

"What?

Before Estella, who gets hooked and rots infidelly, he gives two index fingers. Let's move it forward...

"You're going back to the player queue, but right forward Natalia, left forward Regina...... which way do you want to go?

"... both of them are seeing expansion and I don't want to go through"

- For Natalia.

"flirting again... no moderation? Is this the first adolescence your lover's ever had?" Go home from that way "" No, that way first. I'll drop you off. "" Mm-hmm! I'll drop you off. "" Oh, man, I'll drop you off. "" I'll drop you off. "

"It's a long time!?

"'Maybe you're a very aristocratic person,' or a far-fetched proposal? Oh, really? (Chuckles)"

"Hmm!? Chi, chi, chi, chi, chi...!

"... no?

"Yes!

- For Regina

"Maybe it's an empty ear... did we talk about 'Oaks' ourselves?

"I didn't!?

"I said," If I had a friend, a nobleman's dick, "

"The secret to being missed by so many lords!

"No, don't ask, but I get it."

"What, Regina knows?

"Oh, no! Are you a specialist at Soyu's? Huh... first of all, give me his dick..."

"Oh, go back to your nest now, rotten pharmacist!

"What, Yashiro? Oh, what? What did Regina try to say now?

"You don't have to know!

... They're both poisonous.

I give Estella a faint look at the visible minefield and the future waiting ahead of me as I push through it.

Still, the inevitable is life...

"... Hey, Yashiro. I don't want to go home."

"Huh!? Dear Estella, did you just say 'I... don't want to go home today...'?

"No, no, I heard '(a very unspeakable line in public)' in our ears!

"I'm gonna eat you both at once!

"And you didn't say 'a very unspeakable line' in public, rotten pharmacist!

Estella's inadvertent remarks made them both react.

This is the way I want you to tell me, uh, how the perverts just miss me here.... because I will only do the opposite in the future.

As the still strong sun lit up from the sun past the heavenly side, reflecting on what a "special frame, it could have been a failure..." I worked to escape reality.