Kikanshita Yuusha no Gojitsudan

The girl who showed up in front of me was yesterday when I peered at the motorcyclist.

"By chance, isn't that so much? Buying down payments?

"Donna, who? You know him? '

Sobacus girl who has spoken with a nostalgic smile and a tough man with a strong bearded face with an impression like a bear who looks suspiciously at it.

Parents and children, right? Impressively, it's a hippopotamus and a targeted deer.

"Look, the people who came to the store yesterday to buy motochicletta (Italian for motorcycles) from Japan. Praised your father for his shop and motochicletta '

A girl called Donna who explains to her neighbor as she nicks and a bear man who hears the explanation and looks at me like a giraffe.

"My owner was impressed with the moto (short for motorcycles, motorcycles), which is pretty loud. It's a pleasure to meet you. I work in a store called Grand Works in Japan, Yuya. '

It seems harsh and unscrupulous, it doesn't feel like it's hard to get stuck, but it's kind of similar to someone close to me. Besides, I always try to be respectful to the craftsmen involved in motorcycles, so I politely greet them and put out my hands for a handshake.

"Oh."

A word, is.

It will be for each person to take it or feel like Park Poon if they are not naughty, but the impression I get is the latter. The hand I've been shaking is a gotten and strong thick artisan's hand.

Really looks just like someone who is crouching over there on the side of the bike right now and roaring.

"So, what are you doing? After all, buying military vehicles?

"Oh. My dad's looking at it intrigued, so I don't know if I'll buy it, but I thought I'd ask him about the process or something."

Tell her what I was trying to do because Donna asked with a contrasting smile, either to follow her loving father's response.

'... don't do it'

but I'm worried about a word Mr. Bear said against me, so I urge him to continue.

"The condition and price of this one are not commensurate. I don't know if you want to make a little extra budget or make a dime."

Well, I don't think Dad would ever grab anything weird, but I don't think he's ever dealt with a military vehicle, so it looks like you should hear the opinions of experts over here.

I tried to make my way to your father's with thanks for the advice, but I think about it and ask him about these people's plans for the rest of this.

'Uh, we're here to see the paydown motochicletta, too, and I'm just leaving because my dad said it like right now. The store is closed, so I bought it yesterday. Is it enough to maintain it?

Instead of Mr. Silent Bear, a bright girl answered, so I invited her.

Because if your father gave up paying off his military bike like this, he was going to be upset that the negotiations failed.

Besides, I was just a little interested in how Jae-yi's motorcycle father would react if he met him.

Eventually, what I'm going to do is rendezvous with your father first, so I'm going to take the two of you back to your father.

"Uh-huh, funny and not bad. No, it's worn out, but it's well built because of military use, but here's the price. Uh-huh..."

Even when I go back, my dad says bumps as he looks at the bike alley the same way.

By the way, I asked him how he bought it on the road, and he said he was on a basic first come, first served basis to buy a down payment, and if there were numerous applications at the same time, it would be a lottery.

Well, that knowledge is going to be wasted this time, but either way, I'll tell my dad what Mr. Bear told me.

"Mmm, well. It's expensive, considering the state of things. It's gotta be some maniac in here. I don't even look good. But it sounds interesting."

"Are you that different from the average bike?

"No, it's not that different. However, since commercial cars are being modified on the assumption that they run outside of the road, there are various types of reinforcements to the fine parts, and the equipment is different. I was hoping to find out more about it to sell."

Bear calls out to his father, who seems to regret it while he hears the explanation.

'... if you're so interested in military motos, why don't you come see them? I bought it a few months ago at a discarded price. I don't have time for this. I'm almost untouched. "

"Is that true?! Let me see!

'I don't mind. Follow me. But don't expect too much. It's a substitute for the crap. "

"Good is good! If you retain the prototype, it's your word. I owe you!

"Well, he's a big bastard."

………………

"Hey, Kashiwagi-san."

"... something?

"Japanese and Italian conversations are really weird to hear."

That's what I'm talking about.

"I mean, come on, why are we having a conversation?

I want to know.

My father and Mr. Bear established a communication between me and him during the time I said it was before I interpreted.

I thought they might be compatible for a moment because they are two people with a similar atmosphere, but each is far above expectations to the point of being able to communicate their will while speaking their native language.

Is that it? Does a craftsman have his own language form or something?

All of a sudden, me and Senior Zhaoxiong follow each other halfway through the two tough ossans I intentionally conjured.

Donna, who was at first surprised by the sudden unfolding, walked right off nicoting whether she was highly adaptable or not.

For now, I wanted to have lunch, but I cut it out of my father's condition and buy a panini of bread (in Italy I refer to the whole thing that pinches ingredients in bread) that is commonly eaten in northern Italy called Chabata along the way.

I gave you the money.

Whispering but instead of thanking you.

Twenty minutes walk from Piazza Duomo.

When I arrived at the store, Donna suppressed Osama and the others trying to head to the warehouse that the bike was being kept quickly and introduced herself again first.

Donna referred to her real name as Donatella and was taught that she meant "something from God” or “a beautiful gift”.

The bear, it seems, is his real name, Alessandro Ferrari. When it comes to Ferrari, all I can think of is a car, but you think it's actually the second most common surname in Italy? In Japan, it sounds like Tanaka-san or Takahashi. By the way, does the name mean “guardian of humanity”?

Naturally, we introduced ourselves, but I don't know the origin of the hatred and name, so I have trouble getting asked.

After that, we briefly finished lunch at Panini and met the motorcycle of the memorial, which was in a "wait” state for your father.

One of the motorcycles that was guided to the warehouse and kept there.

Yeah, it's lame. but the same painted and equipped motorcycles that were indeed on display in Piazza Duomo.

"Oh! Can I touch that?

'Do as you please. If you want to help me, help me. "

"Leave it to me. Is Dokati's scrambler based on that? That's a lot different than the current car."

'Oh. This guy...'

As always, the motorcycle is torn apart while it is seen by the hands of two artisans whose conversation is somehow possible without an interpreter.

The unspoiled technique was breathtaking as if the two were twin brothers.

Or is this what all craftsmen are like? Would it be if I graduated from college and became an apprentice to my father? It's like an apprenticeship now, but I don't feel like I can be.

'Father, I'll be passionate about it for a while, so let's have some tea over here. I've never been out of Italy. Can you tell me about Japan?

At Donna's invitation, me and Senior Zhaoxiong leave the warehouse.

But is it okay for my young daughter to be with two guys who don't know her identity very well?

No, I'm not willing to do anything, am I?

I want you to give me a break from getting stunned later.

Talking space in the store (business space?) As soon as I sit back in my chair, Donna brews me coffee.

Speaking of Italian coffee, espresso, it was the cafe latte that made me wonder if it was. It was a little sweet, but easy to drink.

That's how the three of us kill time while we're bickering.

Fortunately, Donna was able to speak English so Senior Zhaoxiong could join the conversation.

Speaking of stories that I did, it's mainly about Japanese life, customs not found in Italy, college life, hectic stories of Takao seniors, chicken stories of Takao seniors, Takao seniors...

"Aren't my story ratios too high?!

I was pretty awkward for Donna.

Sometimes I went to see how my dads were doing, but when I was really starting to go to the restaurant, I would leave them alone.

While I'm doing that, the time is totally trying to get into the night. Naturally it is dark outside.

It would be insane for us to interrupt too late for the first time just because our fathers were willing to.

Then it's time for us to go back.

"Oh, yeah, you are. But Father, I was wondering if you would come home with me."

"Eh! Are you leaving already? If you have any other plans, I can't help it, but if you don't, you can eat at my place! I'm glad my father doesn't care that much."

Donna speaks out of dissatisfaction with our words of resignation.

I'm glad to hear that. There's a common sense problem, and if you wait until your fathers care in the first place, you'll do it till tomorrow morning.

I had such an exchange and the chime rang. I hear someone's here.

Donna and I are going to the warehouse father's because Donna was on our way to meet us.

"Take that one off."

"Is this it? It's sturdy, um, okay, it's off. Hold that way."

"I'm gonna raise it."

We're still working on it.

Various parts are arranged on the floor of the warehouse. He's in the middle of tearing the engine apart now.

This really won't be over forever if I leave you alone.

"Father, it's time..."

"Father! Uncle Bernardo is here ~! '

I was blocked by Donna's voice when I tried to speak to your father.

'Right. Utah Low, I'm sorry but let's interrupt a little'

"Whoa, take a breath."

It's amazing how different words are but not uncomfortable.

"Aniki, I'm sorry, but hey... ah"

"Ahhh!! Temehe is in the daytime!

... Whether the world is narrow or the idea of an old raccoon is poor, it was that bad buyer who came into the warehouse with Donna.

'Well, I see what's going on. My body bothered me. Excuse me.'

"A, Aniki, I..."

"Bernardo shut up. Utah Low is a top craftsman. What are you going to do with a deal like that?"

"It's not Alex's fault, don't worry about it. Thanks to you, I got to know some of the best craftsmen in Italy. Worth more than a deal."

She can't communicate the details, so I'll explain the situation to Mr. Alessandro.

As I listen, my father forgives me for the more wrinkles that come between my eyebrows and even the tougher faces become more vicious.

Since when do you call me by my nickname? Seriously, weren't you brothers or something in your previous life? Or a couple...... if you imagine, it's starting to make me sick, so let's stop.

"I can't believe Aniki was so praised for being solicited by the chief mechanics of the Works team"

'I've told you many times, I mean, don't look at people with assumptions. That's why women fool me so many times. "

"Hey, Aniki, don't tell me that."

"Utah Low, and Akio to Uya, I'm sorry. He's been fooled by a Japanese woman before. I used to be quite Japanese, but then they started hating Japanese people. It's just, well, if we haven't had a replacement deal yet, how about we go on talking again? Of course I'll let the terms take into account for the annoying '

More of a personal grudge than racism.

Well, I don't know how you feel, but don't bother hitting that on us or any other Japanese.

Nevertheless, if you can skip that and make a deal, that's probably the best thing. Even your father doesn't seem to have a specific athe when he says "I can handle it" or anything.

When I told my father what Mr. Alessandro said, he offered his hand and shook it, scratching his head.

One thing settled on this, huh?

I haven't settled with a person named Bernardo, but the buyer's job doesn't seem to be a problem either because it seems that Mr. Bernardo is supposed to be helping Mr. Alessandro with his job.

Leaving Mr. Bernardo alone, who remains either awkwardly or reluctantly silent, Mr. Alessandro and his father blossom into bike rigging.

Sometimes I interpret, but most of them are funny for watching beside each other because they speak their native language on their own.

Donna is not here because she was to cook dinner and Senior Zhaoxiong ran for that help.

Don't let this make me and Mr. Bernardo uncomfortable in a subtle atmosphere. I don't know if I'd like to talk to you from here.

"Danger! Ugh!

"Cah!!

Suddenly, Donna's screams and screams echo Senior Yu's, followed by Donna's, from what appears to be the kitchen where Donna and the others went in.

"Donna! What's up?

Senior Zhaoxiong's screams, well, as usual, run into the kitchen just as Mr. Alessandro panicked about how he is quite pressed in conjunction with Donna's. Me too, of course.

but Mr. Alessandro stands for a moment at the entrance.

What you see over that big body is fire?!

"Chip! Get out of the way!

"! Donna!!

Step right into the kitchen to push Alessandro away.

So you returned it to me. Mr. Alessandro calls Donna's name, too. but later that way.

When you look at it, the kitchen stove has a dimensional torso pan and frying pan hanging from the fire, and the flames are rising from the side of that frying pan to the ceiling.

Apparently, he was frying, and he set fire to that oil.

"Water, is it bad, then" Frozen! Absolute Zero ""

Activate the magic immediately to force the oil and its surroundings to freeze.

Some people may be mistaken, so to explain, basically with some exceptions to the pole, flammable substances do not burn in liquid or solid conditions. It is the same for burnable oils, petrol, etc., each with a temperature of "ignition point”.

This is the temperature at which a flammable substance ignites when it turns into a gas and approaches the ignition source, for example about -45°C for petrol, 40-60°C for kerosene, and about 310°C for vegetable seed oil commonly used for frying. No matter how much heat you try to light below this, it won't easily ignite.

So why is it that very low temperatures such as gasoline are not the ones at the ignition point, even normal oils burn, when the fire is so close that a very small part is heated beyond the ignition point, the fire reaches that part. Because the ignition point is exceeded by the further increase in the temperature of the flammable material around it by its ignited fire.

Half the reason the fire goes out when water is hung is that the temperature of the flammable substance is forced to cool by the water. The other half is because the water blocks the oxygen.

Hmm, the oil in the fried food is burning this time, so hanging the water may cause the oil to swell and the fire to spread.

Another way to extinguish the fire, oxygen blockade, is unavailable because there are others in the kitchen.

That's why magic forced the surrounding combustibles down below the ignition point.

Since it is a magical effect, the temperature of combustible materials does not increase, even if the fire is nearby. Then the flammable substances released into the air will burn out quickly, so the fire will be extinguished, which will result in nothing burning.

I look around as soon as I see the fire extinguished.

There was Donna on the floor in front of the stove and Senior Shigeo to be covered in it.

Senior Zhaoxiong's hair and clothes are still burning a little because he had limited the magic range to the area around the stove. So magically sprinkle the water.

Oh, I got a lot wet up to Mr. Alessandro, who was rushing over, but it's an emergency, so let me ask you to forgive me.

"Buha! Hey, Donna! Are you okay? '

It was Mr. Alessandro with water from his head, but it doesn't look like it's the other way around.

Did Donna have oil hanging? Her arms are red rotting and groaning in pain with severe burns, and Senior Zhaoxiong must have sheltered Donna, she's in terrible shape from the back of her head to her back. It's life-threatening as it is.

"Back off! 'Heal (Heel)'!"

Pull off the interrupting bear man and hang the healing magic on the two.

I can cure my magic because I'm not missing any body parts.

Completely heal the two while carefully monitoring with appraisal magic. Donna in particular is a girl. It would be pathetic if there were any burn marks. Hang the magic firmly just in case you can't see it in your clothes.

Senior Zhaoxiong has a wider scope and is more serious than Donna as a condition, but this is no problem. Well, my hair has been partially sacrificed, and I can't magically let this regenerate, but I wouldn't be bald if I had completely cured my scalp. I don't know the future.

Make sure the two of them are completely cured and then carefully look around to see if there is any fire left somewhere.

Yeah, you're okay.

A sigh of relief.

Good luck, me.

I just turned my heels back to praise myself for the painting, and I notice my father and Mr. Bernardo looking at me with their mouths wide open at the kitchen entrance.

Oh, did I do it?