Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"Oh, Ginette, Yashiro"

"Oh, Grandma Mum. You look great, that sandy woman masquerade."

"Ugh. I'm not pretending to be anything, with this."

"Already, Mr. Yashiro"

Around the east side, picking lunch lightly on the boulevard, and now we're on the west side of the road.

The day is gradually tilting, and soon it will be evening.

"Yes, this is sweet. I tried my best to make it."

"Thank you....... hehe. It's been a long time since you got a treat from Grandma Mum."

"Right. Ginette used to give it to me when she was just a little girl."

The treat that Grandma Mum made was in a small box.

When I opened the lid, there was more than one square treat inside that looked small and hard.

Overall, it is light brown and smells slightly fragrant.

"Odd!?

"Really? I cut the extra rice cake into small pieces and then tried to fry it. Taste it with soy sauce."

"I, I love freaks. You'll have it later."

Speaking of which, after we did the rice cake on New Year's Eve, the hamsters got hooked on the rice cake and mass-produced a ton of rice cakes like assholes.

So, it's a waste of time to waste, so you dried it, made a shears and a freak and made it into a tea contract.

Grandma Mum, you secretly liked it.

I'll pick one.

Yeah. Delicious.

Next time, I'll tell you about the sharks, the salt, the variations. Sometimes you want to eat, like this.

"Dull. You're a foodie, Mr. Yashiro is"

Ginette laughs at me.

"It is. As much as I ate one."

"No, I was just having a quick bite of the treat."

That's you, that's me.

... because you have a responsibility to make sure that the sweets we spread are properly handed down or have not changed to a hell of a flavor, to put it out, I mean because that's the sense of responsibility.

"If you eat too much and get fat, let's do gymnastics together"

"I'm not fat enough."

"Really!?

"Yeah, Molly. You're up to one type a day."

"No!?

When I got a treat in the vault, one a day seemed like an adult tyranny... it was a necessary consideration, that one.

We have to eat it endlessly. Don't scatter it, kids are creatures.

... Molly shouldn't be that much of a kid.

"Ooh, Delia! Yaho."

When I stopped by the groundnut guild and headed to the woody guild, there was Marsha.

"Look, look! Walk on all fours!"

Marsha was in the guise of a wolf.

He wears fur on the tank to make it look integrated with his body.

I'm showing the tank to the wolf's torso... so that's Centaur (wolf version).

Marsha's upper body grows from the wolf's torso.

Four legs + two arms.

With six legs, you're an insect.

However, Dog Ear Marsha is so cute. Yeah, cute.

"Hey, listen, listen!" Why is Mr. Wolf's mouth so big? 'What! "

When describing Cantalchica's shadow painting, it looks like the redneck story I taught Marsha.... but when I asked him 'Mr. Wolf', he already found out who he was. I can't believe you found out who you are.

"No, Mendokusai"

"Oh no! It's a big mouth to eat Delia!"

"I'm not feeding you. They're gonna eat you the other way around!

If Delia and Marsha fight for real, which one is stronger.

Normally when I think about it, it's Delia, because Marsha seems to have some hidden power or something...

Anyway, if Delia won't listen, I'll ask her instead.

"How come Mr. Wolf's boobs are so big?

"Different question, Mr. Yashiro."

"'That's to pinch you!

"You don't know what the purpose is, wolf."

Pleas!

Don't hesitate! Come on! Come on, come on, come on! No!

... ugh.

"Bye, Delia. Press it."

"That's how it goes... Alas, it's a redneck today..."

"Red's the most powerful in the village, isn't she?

"Is that right? Okay, come on."

Sounds like Kitaro is mixed.

Even Kitaro will be no match for the Bear Clan in District 42.

"Ladies and gentlemen, look! This is the Halloween decoration that showcased the wooden masterpiece!

"" "" Big!?

In front of the wooddust guild stood an obsession that seemed to have been made by shredding giant trees like hundreds of years old. No, it was built.

That's big...... taller than a two-story Imelda house.

"Is this made of a single tree?

"That's right. The wasp designed it and made Becco sharpen it."

Becco...... you, what are you making?

Did you complete a sculpture of a size beyond Nara's Great Buddha in such a short time?

Parallel to other decorations?

Oh, well. You're an idiot, aren't you?

"I've created all this amazing stuff, so why don't I show you a little more respect?

Estella waited for Imelda's expression "let Becco sharpen it".

Sure, if you made such a big thing, you could get a little labor done.

Less to less.

"Right. Well, the wasp designed it, and I let Becco scrape it."

"Not there, where I respect you!?

I paid my respects to myself, this lady.

"You can climb this statue to your face. Try it next time."

"You're a bigger and bigger Buddha."

It must have been Kamakura who could climb.

Looking up at a huge statue that seemed like a tourist attraction, he discovered a shadow near Obake's eye.

There is someone waving his hand over here out of Obake's eyes, which are creeping out like windows.

"Palm, palm, palm! Look at this! Hey, mine, it was... hey, this disguise!"

I'd like to think it's a mistake because it's far-sighted...... it looks like Cindy and sounds like Cindy's voice.

"Imelda. This statue, is it an accident property?

Was there a tragic incident or something in the past?

I see something like a ghost.

"Mr. Cindy, that's a nice costume. She's so flirty and cute."

The costume.

Ginette is smiling and wavering back at what makes her happy.

Even Magda and Loretta look like "wow... no wow" out of sight.

You don't know because you're far away, do you?

I don't know, but maybe that... that's a heavenly lady's feathery disguise, right?

So, the part of my arm I'm seeing is pretty see-through... my whole body is dark ~ ~ colored, right? Absolutely!

"All right, we're gonna get out of here before Obake possesses us."

"But there seems to be some Mr. Marul and Mr. Mococa, isn't there?

"... Store manager, don't blur"

"The opponents of overshaken people are more to the detriment of! Run away here, but it's lucky!

"Huh? Um, Mr. Magda and Mr. Loretta, huh? Um?"

Grab both Ginette's arms disappointingly and force them off the spot.

Ginette just got possessed, and he's not going to follow this group.

This is where teamwork is questioned.

Run away and reach the church.

"Obake, outside!"

In front of the church, he was hit with candy wrapped by dorm mothers with arrows penetrating his head.

... It hurts plain, it's mixed with the sauce, and you'll be obnoxious at the point where the arrows are piercing.

I want a lot of scratching, but the scratching ended up empty because the kids swarmed in front of the dorm mother just wanting me to bump candy.

"Oh, there's a mix of lambs"

"Yes, I got a cornstarch at Mr. Yap Rock's, and I made it for everyone in the church."

Ginette, when?

Everybody was sticking out, where I don't know.

After being exposed to a snug rain of candy, he leaves for the boulevard with a mouth-watering lamb on his cheek.

The shade and shade of the building increase the darkness and the pumpkin lanterns dotted on the street increase the presence.

"It's getting pretty dark."

"Right."

"... Loretta, because your feet are dark... if you fall, dress funny"

"Don't expect weird!? I won't fall!

"........................ and while I say it?

"I have heavy expectations!

The walking cat moves next to Ginette and clings to her arms all the time.

"Now let's hold hands so we don't fall."

"Yes! If you're with the manager, your heart is strong...... ho ha!?

"Ouch!?

Two dull little ones fall in grandeur.

If the blunt sticks to the blunt, then I'll fall.

Let's take a look at where Ginette and the others fell - but there was nothing to look at.

... What have you got there, you guys?

"haha"

I heard a fun laugh.

I looked around and everyone was laughing.

Ginette was also embarrassed to smile.

Beyond that, I saw a yang dust pavilion.

The store is not open, but brightly lit with glowing bricks.

Even at night, the shop is surrounded by soft light that reminds you of the warm sun.

"What's the matter, Yashiro? What's wrong with the Yangdu Pavilion?

"Hmm? No..."

I don't know.

"I feel like the Yangdu Pavilion laughed."

I've known Ginette's growth since I was a little girl, and I'm smiling at her.

I had that vibe.

"The store, huh?

"No, it's nothing. It's my fault."

Estella tilts her neck, so I'll tell you it's nothing.

It seems to be the Japanese feeling that things are laughing.

Even dolls, pictures, and faceless objects sometimes look like that if you're familiar with them.

That feeling, these guys won't understand.

"It's Halloween. [incomprehensible] If you looked at Ginette, who cares about the Yang Dai Pavilion, and the Yang Dai Pavilion looked like she laughed, I'm sure that's a mistake to see."

Surprisingly, Estella lightly affirmed this feeling.

No laughing, no confusion or teasing.

As Halloween preparedness progressed in the last few days, there was such air in District 42.

"It's Halloween. Strange things happen."

Oh, man.

"Come on, shall we go to the boulevard? I'm so hungry."

"Right."

I just picked it lightly today on the boulevard at noon.

A little meaty with cantalchica.

I'm walking around the city and I'm starving down.

I'm also curious that Gazelle's parents and kids are doing well, why don't you go check it out?

"Then when we get back to the Grand Square, then we'll have BBQ!

"" "Ooh!

I guess they're all hungry. That was a really good reply.

Obake's march is also a goal if you go back to the Grand Square.

Spend the day touring the entire 42nd arrondissement, and the sweet bags are padded.

I can't eat this much, and I thought I'd do it to the kids...... but each of the kids and hamsters in the church has their own confectionery bag, and that's the bread.

... So let Donnis have it, and let the kids from District 24 Church deliver it.

It's a waste of time to make it extra.

That's fine if you throw me in the gate at the end of the way home, and Donis won't say no.

"Mr. Yashiro?

"Hmm?"

Ginette was peeking into my face.

"What were you thinking?

"... awesome porn"

"Really? Then you can't tell anyone."

I laugh when I tickle as I say that.

Sounds like you don't trust me at all.

Don't doubt it, what people say. Not at all.

... No, I'm the one who's been saying "doubt people" all over Ginette.

This will not be the case on this occasion.

Not at all............ not at all.

"Huh!? There's someone over there!

To Loretta's voice, a common gaze heads into the darkness in the alley.

Soon the position of Boulevard.

If you go a little further, it's like a hardware street or a compartment for the people who serve near it.

In one of the alleys there stood a black figure.

Suspicious shadow......

Magda lowers herself... forever.

"Oh, wait, we, we"

It was Regina who showed up out of the dark.

He is weaving his black long coat, crossing his hands and holding it in front of his coat.

If you keep your arms open like that, your coat will open and the "wow" part of "no" will look like it's going to molo out.

"He's a pervert! Block the sight of the kids!

"Adults give top priority to the safety of their children! Hurry!"

"Breathtaking and quick response, that's right, you two hang in there. But I don't think so."

Regina is trying (and only seems to be) to hit an adult desire on a young boy and girl with an excuse.

Let's hear more at the precinct!

"Actually, no... I tried to disguise myself as well... I knew I was a little shy..."

"" What kind of dirty disguise are you wearing "?

"Ho ~ nma, breath perfect, tits demon god han and chitty lord han is. That's the kind of 'embarrassment' I get."

Titty Lord is angry with the 'Titty Lord' statement, but I don't care about that, so I'll ignore it.

"What kind of disguise are you wearing?

Ginette, who also separates herself from the pervert, asks' The Longcourt Pre-Held Woman '.

Look at that. I don't care what you think. You're a pervert. If you look at it objectively.

"Sometimes, I can't hear you like a customer, but I can see you, and I run into this strange phenomenon."

"Yeah!? Really?!?

No, Ginette.

Absolutely, because I'm not wearing glasses, so I just don't see any customers.

So, he just doesn't recognize the customer because he has a strong assumption that there's no way he's coming.

"Really, if I let you do it, we'll try to disguise ourselves as transparent humans."

"Transparent human masquerade...... is it?

I can't think of the disguise of the transparent, and those who were on the spot, including Ginette, lean their heads.

I'm leaning too.

"Under this coat, black pants and bras and neon, but after the night, I said before this coat, 'Ba! Ba!' I thought if I opened and closed it quickly, part of my body would look transparent and it wouldn't look like it was there - wait a minute... hey! The old adult is coming this way with such a scary face!?

I said I'm not like a pervert, so I took the time to get the details. I just... you're a pervert!

Damn, no kidding!

"Regina! Let me sneak over there and check!

Huh!?

Big grown man coming this way with such a scary face!?

"Totally no more..."

Regina feathered by Natalia.

I checked inside that coat. Estella leaks a sigh.

"Although I tried to disguise myself as decent, I was just embarrassed and playing dirty as usual. … relieved in a way."

"Thoughts like this are important. Let's get your coat."

"Wow!? Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! Still ready for your heart and battle underwear!?

"There's a mixture of things I don't want!

"If you're not ready for battle underwear, let's wait."

"Don't be persuaded, Natalia! I don't want it, that way!

When Estella forcefully ripped off Regina's coat, a super mini yukata appeared from below.

It's a white yukata, about ten centimeters above the knee.

I don't know what the disguise is, but thigh chiralism!

A little more valley chiralism!

"This is one of my paintings!

Regina explains the costume as she blocks my eyes where her gaze will honestly go. Yeah, I don't see your hands in the way.

You think it's a costume in my painting?

"Look, you know, that one. When you explain the masquerade of the child of the church."

"Oh, the first kid, or the Japanese costume around there"

The image of the monster was really strong, and it seemed to paint a Japanese costume with nature.

I painted Tang Umbrella and Haunted Waraj.

I guess it's one of them.

"... we were dressed like this at the festival... weird, shall we?

"Very cute, Mr. Regina"

"Because you always have the same clothes. Honestly, I misjudged you."

Complimented by Ginette and Estella, Regina has a relieved look.

I guess this guy was anxious because he was always alone. Even if we all do things that are cute and we can remove our feathers, we often can't stop on our own.

So I'll be honest with you, too.

"Regina. Nice eros!

"You're the only one who feels that way."

"... Regina, you're horny"

"This is so horny that there's no room to deny it!

"Ah-ha, there was no" just ". Too bad you trampled on it a lot, Yangdu Pavilion Han..."

Erotic decision on three to two!

That concludes this hearing!

"Then Mr. Regina will join us and go to the Great Square. Hey."

"Oh, Kamahen... I knew I'd weave my jacket feathers..."

"What are you talking about? You look much better now than you look like a pervert."

"... erotic though"

"It's horny."

"No more, you can't. Not Magda, not Loretta."

"Well, if you do porn, I don't know how to structure it."

"Let's do it, Regina! There!"

"If you're that embarrassed, don't take it all off."

"Please confess, Mr. Yashiro"

I'm going to help...!

... No, I just wanted to take a look.

Heck. Repentance. Repentance. I'm sorry.

By the time I got back to Boulevard, the day was completely tilted.

Kids bragging about swollen confectionery bags on bread can be seen here and there, and laughter can be heard from all over there to tell the story of the success of this event.

"You walked a lot today"

"Oh. You must be a lot of kids and old people"

"The young man is still fine, but he's hungry less!

"... when it's time to eat something delicious"

"Ugh, right. So, ladies and gentlemen..."

""... Working? "?

"Yes, no! Because today, I decided that the Yangdu Pavilion was closed except for the stalls!

A signal that Ginette wants to work when she talks about rice with a happy face.

Such imprints seem to be firmly rooted in the employees.

For a moment, I thought you might want to open a store or something.

"Why don't you guys go BBQ?

"I agree with you a lot if that's the case!

"... Estella's luxury today. You should eat enough, don't hesitate"

"Why does Magda say that at all..."

Estella shrugs her shoulders, but she has a good face mixed with fatigue and excitement.

I haven't played enough yet. You also look like such a kid.

"Now let's all head to Thomson Kitchen together!

Punch your hand and shake up the bush.

Following Ginette like that, the communal Obakes welcome the hosting of the feast.

Looking over, Lucia, Marul and Donnis were all mixed up.

Gazelle, suddenly they make me serve a group of lords... I hope I don't fall.

"Hey, Oba! Listen to me! If I set up a boo-boo cushion for the butlers, this is the masterpiece."

"Old, old. You're out of information, Ricardo."

Booboo cushion boom is over now, in the 42nd arrondissement.

What makes you so happy...... oh, I went to Donis to brag about it.

"What the hell, that guy's disguise?

"Is that you?" The ghost of a hunter who was eaten and killed by a warcraft out in the woods. "

"Nh... I don't know,... plain"

"Hey."

Ricardo was wearing clothes with a torn abdomen and painted red on his belly.

Faces, arms, more stiff. There would have been plenty to focus on.

Details are appropriate for you to want to do, he is.

"... So, what's Donnis's? Do I look like a regular tuxedo to you?

"'A troubled spirit that brings romance with the coolness of the night breeze'... because"

"Oh...... do you want to ban Poem next time"

I'm too drunk for myself, and the spirit of Halloween is blurry. It's no longer obnoxious or anything, is it?

"... So, what about Marul's?

"Seating Straw"

"Heh, I thought I was a little masquerade."

Marul, dressed in a yukata, had raised her hair and made tail hair out of blurry hair rubber.

Yeah. I know. I know.

You can't wait to look cute in such a young outfit, can you, Donis?

As for this side, I can't help but feel the pain of watching Obasan, who is wearing sailor clothes without merit.

"Yukata is what you brought in and spread out of Ukrainian stores. It's still unusual in other districts."

"So you're just trying to wear it here?"

"It's a good opportunity to challenge you."

"Wearing an annual kimono will give you a more visible finish."

"Then I'll tell him so."

"Stop.... I'll have to stand out later"

Talking about that, we head to Thomson's Kitchen.

Obakes head to the banquet hall for a scatter, and a Halloween night club is held.

If there was a street in front of Cantalchica, I couldn't see inside with a great flourish.

The entrance mimicking Warcraft's face seems to be well received, as does the shadow art at the store.

Paula went back to Cantalchica and Neferry said he would help.

He said he'd show his face a little later or something... can we get out of this, this?

Well, BBQ doesn't run away. I can always eat in the future.

"Hey, honey! You see, that disguise of Mr. Neferry! Too mubbly, seriously! I thought I was going to be too dazzled to see the front, and seriously!

"Seriously. If you'd told me sooner, I'd have led you to the pit."

"No drop!?

Percy, who survived the massive increase in sugar production, is smiling with an overflowing smile that doesn't leave her feeling tired the last few days.

Uh, is it, is it healed, any of it?

Molly looks cool as she walks next door. I guess this is the scope of the reward.

"Okay, come here? You can stay in Cantartica."

"No, no. If Molly's on this side, I'm on this side, normal"

Did you take Molly over Neferry? Unusual.

"Once again, there's no way I can leave Molly in such a cute outfit among the drunkards. I have to keep my eyes peeled next door."

"Is Neferry good?

"Look over there, I have friends and masters.... that store, whether it's a help or an apprentice, is in danger of life if you give it to the clerk..."

"Is it also something you're dying of scratching on the neferry you're helping?

"... hi, it's a secret"

Do you have it?

You're an honest face, you are.

"Ahhh! Pa, Mr. Percy! What, that's a coincidence!

"Oh, yeah? Uh... Mr. Barbara!

"Yes! It's Arsi!

Barbara, whose oddity is ruined under the guise of an adventure.

The word 'insignificant', I guess I've never heard of it, this guy.

"Oh, that, what's the disguise?

"Oh, this? This is the costume of The Eyes. Are you in trouble?"

Percy draws eyes on her forehead and cheeks and some on her arms as well. Other than that, I wear it everyday. No, it's a little stylish. I can see a glimpse of the nasty nature of making it look good.

Percy. Then it's "Hundred Eyes" or "Hundred Eyes Ghost" instead of "Eye Series".

"Mr. Barbara, what's your disguise?

"Oh, it's obnoxious, it is. Oh, um... oh, I'm gonna bust you -! Oh, my God! Or, I knew it was a joke! None now!

"Haha! Super Uke!"

Seeing tempered Barbara, Percy laughs uncontrollably.

... Barbara is a maiden, and this one is kind of thin cold?

"Oh, um... this disguise... duh, what do you say? Oh, no, it's nothing."

"Hmm? Aren't you cute?

"Oops!

"No, seriously. He said he looked super good. Mr. Barbara, nice style."

"Guru fu!

Whoa, whoa, Barbara!?

What are you doing out of your mouth!?

It sounds amazing!?

"Pap, Papa, Mr. Percy's disguise is also very cool.................. looks great on you!

"Oh, so? Thankyou."

"Eh!

It's like, "Abe! I've never heard you say" smile, "me.

If you're filled, get your buddha right, Barbara.

"I can often say 'good style' to a woman in a bikini, brother... Delicacy Where have you forgotten..."

Oh, hey, Molly's 'scariest face'. It's so faceless.

But my arms hide nature and my stomach.

"Nice style," but does it feel like you poked Molly around?

But, Molly. That's eight wins.

"Still, a lot of people wear Warcraft masks"

"Hmm? Ah."

As Molly says, there are many in the street who wear masks imitating warcraft.

There are different kinds of things, from hiding only the upper half of the face, to covering the entire face, to hiding only the mouth.

"The Osama guys are a pain in the ass with makeup and stuff. I want to make it easy for you to wear a mask."

I didn't want to wear a very elaborate disguise because I'm willing to drink later.

"If you tell Asunt to get it ready, skip the mega-hit."

"Mr. Merchant Guild, you must have made a lot of money in the last few days"

"Oh, that's why they're giving it back."

"It's like advertising for a new fashion, too."

"Well."

BBQ, and if the moths spread, they could make another fortune.

The good thing about Assunto is that it spares no advance investment. I'd love to have the right arm to collect.

"And if you put on a mask, you won't even find out what a jerk you are."

"Mr. Yashiro will probably find out because his whole body is going that way."

That can't be true, Molly.

I'm famous for "The Subtle."... Oh, I found a high-exposure beauty over there! Gurin!

"Mr. Yashiro. The destination isn't that way."

"Why can't I just stand my gaze, you?

Both arms were held by Ginette and Estella and forced to change direction.

Oh, there's a high-exposed beauty...!

Even then, I was mistaken for an eye-catching masquerade, but the guards on both sides were too tight for me to indulge at all.

"Welcome -!

"No!

In Thomson's kitchen, cows and oxes in hats mimicking white obakes worked neatly.

The hat that looks obnoxious on the back of his head is something I gave him as a celebration of opening the store. You look great. Yeah, yeah.

"Can you sit down?

"I'm sorry. I buried the table..."

"It's full -!

"A bit higher on the seven-wheel position, if you like on the counter"

"If you like -!

"That's okay, right?

"Yes, because it's a privileged seat where I can support Mr. Leila's struggle nearby"

"Don't you usually cook meat at the counter?

"The counter is about to drink alcohol."

"Yes!"

If we lower the counter a little, we can put down seven wheels, and we can increase the number of seats, but Leila wanted to leave it there with no hands on it.

Only that place where my late husband Olson stood the longest of the day.

"But when you say counter, you can't sit this number of people, can you?

"I can't help it. Oomaro."

"Yes, sss! Build an impromptu table as soon as possible, sss!

"Well, I'll bring you a tree from Imelda Toko. Help, Norma."

"Damn, I can't help it...... Hot cunt, can you fuck me up?

"... Magda also joins Ricardo"

"Wait a minute tiger girl!? Don't make up your mind!

"Help me, Ricardo."

"Help me, Ricardo."

"Don't help me, Ricardo."

"Let it go, Oba and two other lords!

"... and I'll also take Usse, who removed the misguided decorations early"

"Temeye, don't rose about So-yu, Magda!

In so doing, the pride of power left all over the place, increasing the number of seats to the street beyond the store destination.

I made a seat around the store in advance in anticipation of the crowd, but it's getting beyond my expectations.

"Kah-yah! Oh cum!"

"Wow! Teresa, she's cute!

"Oh, my God!? Ah, ahhh! My navel is out...... wow!? Don't look at me!

"Oh, ox, it's lit up, do it."

"No!

"Oh cum, can you stay?

"No!

The kids are playing.

Is that it, or is Ox a navel fetish? Whoa, hang on.

"In five more years, I'll teach you how great your tits are"

"You must destroy the plan before it is forbidden to enter or leave."

It is.

This kind of thing is passed down from adults to younger generations.

That's what tradition is, isn't it?

"Oh?"

Ginette stopped inadvertently as we proceeded through the interior of the mixed store.

Look, there's one guest sitting at the counter.

He's a good Osama in a mask like a masquerade.

"How long have you been there...?

"Didn't you see it because it was crowded? Anyway, let us sit down."

"Ooh! Lord of the thirty-fifth arrondissement ~! Over here! Ambrose brought us some delicious sparkling liquor! You'd drink, wouldn't you?

"Oh, the guild leader of the wooden guild, and Ambrose DeMily! Um, if that's what you're talking about, I'll give you a ride. Let's go, Gilberta."

"Offer, I bid thee a frequent farewell unto my friend Yashiro and my friend Ginette"

Put down a decent ginet, suddenly uplifting drinkers.

Somehow, it's Nori from the tavern, like this.

Though I don't feel like it's a conversation between the guild chiefs and lords of the Greater Alliance.

Anyway, if you don't get in the mood, you could fall, Gazelle.

Do you want me to talk to you for a second?

"Hey, Leila. That's a lot of fun. Stay sharp."

…………

Leila standing in the counter.

I haven't heard back from you when I talked to you.

I'm not frightened, I'm not tired, I just don't know... I'm staring at a point with a strangely beautiful look.

At the end of his gaze, Osama the Mask.

Only this neighborhood was strangely quiet in this store, which was so busy as to be obnoxious.

"Um, are you sure you want to be next door?

"Oh, go ahead."

When Ginette put in a no, Osama, the mask, slipped away a little and vacated his seat for me.

"Thank you"

"That's a face you don't see."

"Right. Since a few days ago, I've been interrupting you a lot because I'm on edge, but you're still new."

"Right. Is the meat here delicious?

"Yes, Mr. Leila, because you've done your best. I can confidently recommend it."

"Right................ right"

Osama in a mask who lifts his mouth angle, squeaks and drinks.

He seems kind of very happy.

"Eryu-sha! Ouch!

"Hmm? You gonna help Teresa, too?

"Oh, no!

"Right. 500 roses, 300 loins, 400 ribs, 200 marchos, minnows and shimachows."

"Yashiro, didn't you do it on purpose, you!? Don't bully me."

"Oh, mon, kushi, shishishi! Rose 500, loin 300, rib 400, marcho, minotaur, shimacho 200 cum!

"Perfect, Teresa!? Are you a genius?

Estella admires the adaptability.

Teresa, seriously, you're gonna turn it into one way to raise it, this guy.

"You're a great help."

Say it like the masked Osama was impressed and then gaze at Cow and Ox.

"You're not losing, either."

A big hand wraps Gazelle's little brother's head around.

"Ah..."

"Ah..."

Sister and brother Gazelle, who had just giggled, stopped moving after leaking a small grunt.

Big eyes start moisturizing when they rumble.

"Here. We're still at work. It's not until we're alone on the floor. If you stand on the floor..."

"" Act professional!

"Oh, yeah"

Osama's big hand strokes Sister Gazelle's head again.

Now a little rambling.

I got messed up, my hat messed up, my hair messed up.

Still, Sister Gazelle and brother couldn't say anything and were just staring at Osama.

"Admiral"

"Yes!

Osama calls me, and Leila's shoulder bounces.

"Feed me meat, too. The best and recommended meat in this store."

"So, but I... I'm just getting started... and the best part is I still really... you..."

"Fine."

Stop the anxious Leila words and the masked Osama points to the seven wheels.

"I hope you feed me the recommendations of this store 'now'"

"... Yes. Please wait."

With tears all over his eyes, he manages to indulge in it and Leila starts preparing the BBQ.

Place the burnt charcoal in seven wheels, place the gold net on top of the counter with the meat.

"You can bake it if you like."

"Yes.... Um. Do you mind if I watch? Me, I like it... the hand when I'm cooking meat, the trick."

"hehe...... oh look closely, you should steal your moves"

Osama the mask looks fun and puts the thinly sliced rose meat on the golden net.

Look carefully at the meat and flip it at the perfect time.

As if we were in conversation with meat, we are confronted firmly and identify moments when that meat will taste best.

"All right, fine."

Besides, the meat, lightly lowered from the gilded net, is immersed in a small plate of sauce and disappears into the mouth of the masked Osama.

Chew carefully and swallow vigorously.

"Yeah...... yummy. Really delicious. You can rest assured of this."

"Yes......"

"Well done... Leila"

"Ha!"

Leila rushes out and wraps her masked Osama's hands around her with both hands.

As if waiting for it, Cow and Ox also jump to the masked Osama.

I don't know who the masked Osama is.

But one thing is clear:

There's only one man in this world that Leila can touch.

"I wonder what this means,"

"I don't know..."

Estella also perceives this situation, and is confused.

While surprised, Ginette may be the only one who was calm in his heart.

"Mr. Lucia said it." It's never uncommon to go around each other by strong thoughts, whether they're people or things. "-"

Lucia was saying that after Gilberta's Obake story.

"I have a desire to see you - a desire to worry about the family I left behind, and a desire to reassure my traveled family, maybe I have done a miracle"

"Because..." Ginette mutters, smiling mysteriously like the stars illuminating the night sky.

Today, it's Halloween.

No matter what happens, it's no wonder.

An unusual and incredible evening.

Attracted by a fake Obake in disguise, a real Obake peeked into his face.

That's impossible, maybe it happened.

"Hey...... hey! Father...... Huh!

"Oops! You can't say any more."

The masked Osama stops the ox he tried to call on.

Nick laughs and says it well with a flirtatious face that looks like he's the same age as Ox.

"Obake won't be able to come to this world if he finds out who he is. So don't tell me who you are."

With his face pinched in his big hand, Ox makes tears that are going to drop zero.

Sip, put up with the whimpering, and force your trembling mouth into a form of laughter.

"So, if I could keep a secret, would you come back and see me?

"Oh, it's bound to come. And..."

Bread!

And, my hands are thumped loudly, and everyone blinks in surprise.

In just a moment of that, the masked figure of Osama had disappeared.

And only the voice of Osama came down from above the sky.

"- Always, always watching."

Leila cried down, Cow and Ox hugged each other and cried out.

Fantastic, just a strange phenomenon for a moment.

However, there are seven wheels on the counter that leave traces of roasted meat.

Charcoal was glowing red.

"Oops,... I'm glad to hear that."

At my feet, I heard a small voice.

Seeing, Teresa, who was always healthy, leaned down and stood, seemingly.

Grab a plate of meat I ordered.

"... and oh my gosh,... I don't know..."

Told you...... and make a small noise and place a plate in the chair.

I wasn't tall enough to put it on the counter.

Usually, though, I'd try to put it down somehow.

Now he is powerless and leaves the spot with a bump.

"Teresa......"

Barbara leaks a hard voice.

"Ka-chan, yeah. As soon as Teresa was born, she died..."

Tumble, tumble, and Teresa walking around the floor.

Maybe he's looking for a mother he doesn't even remember.

"I guess I want to see you, Teresa... to Ka-chan"

"How about you?

Estella looks at Barbara with lonely eyes.

Barbara smiled badly, hiking Nodo for a moment, but hiding it.

"Arsi, look, I just did something wrong... Ka-chan, you're not coming to see me... I'm sure.... but Teresa was a good girl..."

Squeeze your forehead tightly and hold your eyelids at the base of your thumb.

My lips tremble and exhale a trembling breath.

"It's sweet... it's so sweet - it was you... I knew I was angry... I don't know... about Arsi..."

He won't come to see me.

The anxiety of a child left behind may be as heavy and dark as the despair of this world.

"I want to see you... and Arsi... ka-cha..."

"Teresa! Barbara!

There was a familiar voice on the floor that people would scratch.

A white, luxurious Okojo walks in to bury himself in the good Osama's of Gatai.

Finding Teresa and Barbara and happily waving the big hand is Weller.

"Teresa, I put it on"

"... oh, huh?

"Ugh. He was the cutest Mr. Obake, so I knew right away"

".................. ohhhhhhhhhh!

Teresa ran out.

Hitting all kinds of adults, but jumping into Weller's chest in a straight line.

"Oh, my God, what's wrong? Are you a little tired?

"Ohhhh! Ohhhhh!

Teresa buries her face in her chest and rubs it around.

Weller looks surprised at Teresa's rare behavior, which is usually a quiet good boy.

But take it well and talk in your usual, serene voice.

"Teresa's a hard worker, so I'm worried about your mother. Tell me whenever it's hard or you want to be sweet, okay? Promise."

"Yeah! Ugh......! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"Yeah, I don't want to be with you. Teresa, Barbara, Tott, Cheryl and your father and the whole family."

"Ugh..."

A small hand is grabbing the weller.

Good for you, Teresa.

Something like you picked me up.

"Barbara."

"... n"

Look at that face of Theresa.

Wow, you look happy.

And yet, what a face you are.

You don't look like that.

You gave Teresa that warmth.

It may have been your selfishness, but that's what stopped Teresa from crying right now.

So, you laugh, too.

"If it's true about you guys, if it comes out now,"

"Mmm..."

"I guess Teresa couldn't do everything she could to sweeten Weller."

".................. ah"

After all, a real mother is a little special.

Doing this to me means a lot to me, but if my real mother shows up in front of me, I don't know what I'm going to do...

"I have a family with me now. I thought you said to take care of that first.

"Yeah... I guess"

"Right. So when you guys are firmer in public and you think you're okay now, I guess you'll just show your faces. I don't know."

Just somehow, I feel that way.

Truly, if you are a parent who can think of the happiness of my child.

For the future ahead than happiness at this moment right now.

"You're right."

"... to?

"Yours or yours, you're so sweet"

"... Higu! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Gu Ju...... Huh! Hero!"

"Wow, dude!?

Barbara jumped at me.

He turns his arm around my chest and squeezes his face and cries woefully, like Teresa is making it a weller.

It's just you... now it's a bikini, right?

Think about the situation?

There's Percy here, too!

"Hero...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Don't cry! Get away from me!

"I'm obnoxious!

"This will hold you, though!

"Then cuddle obnoxious!

Are you the same thought circuit as Teresa!?

Same brain age!?

"Heroes... Heroes... whoa!

"Oh... already, yes, yes"

This, I'll stroke your head in a pompous way, mindful that you won't leave until you stop crying.

Hilariously, Ginette, with a good gaze, smiled with a very troubled eyebrow. They can't help me.

"Hero... Arsi, nice to meet a hero... Hero... Thanks"

"Heck, stop crying"

"............... and a little more..."

"... heck"

And there appeared a few that cried, and bewildered themselves as to what was going on around them.

You're a good tan, not at all...

I hope there are odd rumors...... half of what you think.

"When B cup, plus 2 mm"

And I spent the other half of my brain thinking about what kind of punishment I would do to a mini-length yukata pharmacist who was measuring the length under my nose and writing it down on my notebook, and I spent the time in captivity for no reason.

Too much surprises, Halloween.

It's more normal.

But if this story spreads today, I guess it'll be a bigger festival next year.

I had a feeling about that.