It's all one flower.

... Shit! This is what happened.

The pharmacist (dull) Awellana bit the inner heart, the umbilicus (here).

Kapiyo, head of the Klukwa branch of the Nemus Liberation Army, forced his servants to hold a tea party for the outdoors and drop by the parking lot of a mass retailer who called himself the city's largest.

Yesterday, I got a reply from Capillo, and a line of mobile distributors Praether Missa panicked.

When Giorchi and manager Leno told the store manager of the mass retailer about the situation, it was temporarily closed today and the store and parking lot were swept away early in the morning with all employees out, and the surrounding roads.

Just after the cleaning came first.

"All right, mass retailers, please."

Was it meant to be? The messenger went back without saying so clearly and giving him time to say no.

"Hey... oh, you guys, come on home and get dressed in the prettiest clothes!

He shouted half a scream, and the mass retailer manager himself left softly.

A line of Praethermassa did everything in its power to produce cookies, and Capillo's servants came where they became Hetohets.

After the war, the servants take out large chopsticks and table sets from the [endless bags], which became flowers of Gaolin, and arrange the tea party in a handy manner.

Satin is a magical delicacy that is woven with [exorcism] and [cold] [heat resistance] in a luxurious floral pattern.

"Don't let one of these guys build a house. Boy, you're not spilling tea."

Funeral home Agoni jokingly said, did Juvenile Soldier Morph mean it, hiked his cheek and nodded without a voice.

Mass retailer faces returned as the servants lined up their teas and treats.

Before the manager opens his mouth, the messenger refuses to help.

With graceful gestures by those who served the upper classes, they prepared treats as good as those served at the Dossici city mansion and coffee that had become completely remote as a result of the blockade on the lake.

... I knew this would be a trick to exchange sweets, right?

Cookies on the mobile dealership side sound rustic, but they are a common substitute. I know the flavor is delicious, but because of the rush, it also looked rude compared to the baked sweets sent by the capillo branch manager.

The problem is not that, it's the "this one has to eat the other one's prepared" point.

... even though I don't know what's in it.

Mass retailer employees shrink into awe (presumably) while sparkling their eyes at expectations.

Awellana distracted herself from the ordinary people of the city of Klukwa, sorry to have brought them into this.

One passenger car slowly enters the parking lot.

The guard greeted Kyou and raised the red and white stop rod.

"Suggestion. It's an Imperial car of the Book of the Day...... you know that emblem?

Cruillo sparkled his eyes and murmured the model name no one could answer. Awellana is also a luxury car that has only seen its name in economic terms in newspapers.

"Today we invite you to a tea party with a rare taste,"

Kapiyo, head of the Klukwa branch of the Nemus Liberation Army, stepped out of a luxury outside car and greeted Eagle Deep.

Manager Leno and the manager of the mass retailer return the favor in such an irresistible manner as if they had been placed in a rule on their back.

"Oh, oh, no, that, that's outrageous. In such a painful place..."

"The store owner's hall and employees who provided the location are rude today. (Therefore), I hope you don't hesitate to enjoy it and enjoy it."

Capillo smiled at the manager of the mass retailer, who turned pale due to tension.

"Uh, I'm afraid I'm late for my application. Mobile distributor…… and manager of the mobile broadcaster Praether Massa. The other day, thank you for inviting me. I'm sorry to have called you here at your convenience."

"I am truly afraid that you have been brought to such a painful place this time. Our employees will be very welcoming."

"Hey, here's the one who offered to host the feast. As I said earlier, today is rude. I want you to enjoy yourselves as guests."

At the hands of a servant, a salon-like space was set up on the corner of a landscaped asphalt parking lot.

Five large round tables line the luxurious satin with no distinction between the upper and lower seats.

At the same table as Capillo, DJ Leaf, employee Cruillo, brother and sister of old fisherman Aviace and pharmacist (dull) Awellana, funeral parlor Agoni, state broadcast announcer Giorchi, Leno store manager and mass retailer manager were seated.

Other faces are drawn to the servant and guided to their seats.

Only Captain Solniak lurks his breath in the cabin of the carrier.

"I don't think it fits your mouth..."

Manager Leno gently places a wooden dish with a moving distributor's cookie. In other seats, the Pinatifidas served cookies.

... Oh, well. Can I knock on a cookie that I can't eat without such a superior body?

The pharmacist (dull) Awellana opened the mouth of the [infinite bottle] when she saw the servant take the coffee that fell on the siphon. Start the water with [Fucking Water], stick a bunch of vanilla in it and scratch it.

"Guys, I'm nervous, let's make it vanilla tea at first"

I filled everyone's cup at the mobile dealership with vanilla tea before the servant.

The beautifully patterned teacup is no less stunning than the objects of the Dossici City Mansion. The sober aroma of vanilla tea relaxed the tension slightly, and Awellana noticed that she didn't like it.

... If they poisoned the cup just for us, there's nothing we can do about it.

Now, I can't replace it with my own mug by saying, "The things I'm used to are calmer."

Mass retailers brewed coffee in awe.

... for not involving the people in this store, is it better?

Awellana reconsidered that and went back to the carrier to put away the exit.

Yesterday and today, the pharmacist (dull) Awellana, in addition to making cookies, made the best possible amount and variety of antidotes with handheld materials.

He affixes a sticky note with the type on the bottle and keeps a list of the type of poison and the main symptoms, as well as the corresponding medications, with Captain Solgnac.

"The tea party, it's starting. If you need anything, thank you."

I whispered in the back small room and went back to the round table.