I think it's only natural for me to fall too far into a critical situation here, and every time I make an emergency evasion with bread, I become deeply inclined to bread and encourage baking even harder.
"Michelle's bread is amazing, isn't it?"
While baking bread in a cauldron, I still have time to hand wipe off the sweat floating on my forehead because I still have the first check to make it an exquisite baking addition or subtraction, and I was interested in chatting with Michelle.
We still have more than an hour to open, so we can afford it. I'm better at remembering that baking can be done perfectly with ravioli and customer service in every detail. So you don't have to hurry to bake all kinds of bread before the store opens, and Michelle can bake additional bread while I'm out.
"Awesome? You mean delicious?
"Of course that's true, but I'm helpless thanks to Mr. Michelle's bread. It's a miracle bread."
I commend Mr. Michelle with great respect and respect for nothing.
"Miracle... hey"
Yet Michelle's face, whining about it, looked rather bitter than delightful. I open my mouth in a hurry.
"Um... could I, have lost my word about something...?
"Oh, no, no? But I didn't come here to make bread like that, so I just felt weird."
To Mr. Michelle, who smiled bitterly, I calmed down a bit.
That's right, most people will be puzzled by the barbaric praise, even if they suddenly say what a miracle bread is.
"I'm afraid the vessel is too small to perform a miracle. I make little happiness that people who come nearby will taste delicious, so I'll give them a hand full."
Michelle, with her shoulders clasped, said that as if nothing had happened. How awesome that is. Miraculous happiness will certainly be admired by many, but there's only a handful of people who can go through such a miracle.
For most people, it is the small pile of happiness that leads to a full life.
"Enough, I think it's nice. I'd rather be that kind of person than do a miracle, too."
I bite Mr. Michelle's words. I'd rather live quietly, gently and pleasantly as a civilian than be a queen, be named for history, get a mountain of money, be respected by people and live a luxurious life. Give people little happiness, and they'll give it back. That kind of thing.
Peek into the cauldron and see the baking of the bread.... a little more, I guess. The next five minutes are a little shorter than...
"Fee can do both well. You're much better than you think you are."
To Mr. Michelle's words, I only smile when I concentrate on bread.
Both… both. But I don't want to grab either of them. I'm not going to do a miracle. Whatever it is, it's too much for me to do whatever I want. I am not great enough to get it all, so I will continue my efforts today to fulfill only my best wishes.
The bread served out of the cauldron looked like the best baking addition to my eyes. []/(exp, adj-i) (uk) (yoji) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) Mr. Michelle carries one piece of still hot bread into a small slice.
I stared quietly at it as I quickened the sound of my heart.
"... yeah, this tastes good to serve at the store. Pass."
I open my eyes wide to Mr. Michelle, who smiled gently. Then the joy overflowed from inside his chest.
"Ho, ho, is that true...?!
"Absolutely. I'm not gonna throw up."
I banzai like a child. It has been such a pleasure since the day I asked His Royal Highness to forfeit my engagement.
Speaking of His Highness, how is he? Speaking of which, I was so concerned about Lili that I ignored him at all. As someone who has admitted that my feelings for His Highness are similar in nature to those of my brother's, and that I am jealous of the circumstances in which I have an ideal brother, I may be able to treat him with a little more kindness now.
No, but you can't do that. No! Yay!! My bread got Michelle to admit it!!
"Well, Phee, you can take the day off tomorrow."
…
I couldn't help but understand the meaning of words with my head.
After a few seconds he gradually understands, and in an instant his joy spreads and instead his blood draws away.
"... it could be that... far-fetched notice of dismissal..."
What? What shouldn't have happened.
I took it seriously. I figured you cared about the miracle bread statement earlier, or you actually made a super serious mistake at work where I was unconscious and you went in with a complaint, or you could do it alone without hiring me in the first place. Now was the time when you realized it was easier, or you decided it was going to be more lucrative for me to let you come as a customer instead of an employee because I liked bread too much... that's all I've been exploring, and that's going to be caused by everything from not having it to having it. Five seconds during this time.
Until a decent Mr. Michelle laughed, I was struck by despair.
"Haha! No, no! Fee's been having a rough time lately, and I thought you were right now. It's time to take a week off and stay healthy."
"Huh? Oh, no?! Good..."
I was heartily relieved. I wept a little. I'm not sure if it's the aftertaste of despair or the joy of crying.
Calming down a little, the question now surfaces.
"Why do you think that...? And what's the deadline for a week...?
Strangely specific and uncomfortable. When asked honestly, Mr. Michelle smiles good.
"That's what I'm talking about. It's okay, I'll pick you up when I get back in a week."
Exactly. I mean, almost unfounded. There's no reason why I should be out of work for a week...
I look back at my previous memories with Mr. Michelle, and I realize that no, this guy is quite presumptuous and forceful, and he doesn't lie, but rather that there was only a positive element that it was true.
Mr. Michelle says to rest here, so let's rest. Michelle's. This would be a hundred percent favor, so it's hard to say no.
"... Absolutely, right? If I came back, I'd cry when the other part-time kids were around, right?
"Yeah, absolutely."
Nodding with a gentle smile, I looked at the clock and rushed to start preparing to open the store.
There is nothing I can do to predict that there will be a right and big incident this past week that will rock the heavens and the earth in me.