Magical Device Craftsman Dahlia Won’t Hang Her Head Down Anymore

In the corner of the aristocratic city, there was a three-story shop with blue decorations in white bricks.

In one of the rooms on the third floor, Wolfe sits at a table with his brother, Gouid. From the window were visible the flowers and greenery of the wide garden, and the lights of the aristocratic city.

My outfit may have been too loose for this store. While reflecting a little, Wolfe tries to re-fasten the buttons on her jacket.

"Wolframe, you can relax. It's a private room for that."

Gouad took off his blue jacket and put it on the back of his chair. It would be a sight of a terrible panic if we had a squire, but the only ones indoors are Wolf and Goood, and the service.

When the white wine was poured into the glass, Gouid lifted it first.

"I'm happy to finally have a drink. For my first brother's dinner in a long time, cheers."

"Good health and good luck from tomorrow, cheers"

The sound of the matching glass sounds pretty loud. The white wine I drank as it was, was light and soft, just right for quenching my thirst.

"I saw the exercise from a distance, and today Volfredo seemed like he was doing a 'mess'"

"Today was a part of the turmoil."

Wolff laughs vaguely, not saying he was targeted because of personal grievances about women's relationships.

My brother stares at me like that with a subtle grin.

"... You've been good at Volfredo since you were a little girl," Chubby. The four of us ran around the backyard. "

"... Speaking of which, you played, in the garden of the main residence"

"Fabio goes after you and falls flashy, and Eludo says, 'I got caught by Volfredo even though I really ran away!' And you were wearing a beso..."

What I remembered was a "mess" with my brothers.

My oldest son, Gwiede, already deceased Fabio, now Eludo that he works at the border.

The three brothers used to hang out with me as a young self, even though there were age differences.

The memories I had completely forgotten were vividly brought back and I miss them terribly.

"... when you snuck around before your relatives' wedding, it was about time the four of you got mad"

If I follow my memory, I'm tired of the length of the wait before the wedding, and I remember going out in the garden and sneaking around. I was obsessed and playing, and my mother, who came looking for me, kept remembering.

"It's only raining, you muddy your courtesy clothes..."

"Oh, I was so angry. I wasn't expecting to get slapped in the butt when I was fourteen."

"My brother, too?

"Oh, we've all been slapped, Fabio and Eludo. My mother will give you permission, too. Master Vanessa is powerful, it hurts so much..."

I remember myself crying when my mother slapped me in the ass, but I didn't think I even slapped my brothers.

If I'm having trouble laughing, Gouid herself pours wine into the glass. Wolfe thanked him and poured him back into his brother's glass.

And I finally took off the jacket I've been wearing.

"I'm late, thank you for speaking with me today"

"No, because I just heard about the 'first'. Then I went to see his face."

"Sorry, you cared"

"No, it's a matter of my feelings... well, just 'annoyed' to put it plainly"

The sobriety that my brother was about to drink stops at words I didn't think he would say. It seems that Gouid already knew about what was being targeted in this exercise.

"It's impossible, such as a knight trying to injure one in a group. It's strange why."

"It's..."

I feel like I've never seen the look of Gouad's anger before. If I'm going to say something, I can't think of a word.

"By and large, what do you think of our brother? The only reason I've been at a distance is because I was timid, and it wasn't Volfredo's fault."

"It's not my brother's fault."

"... sorry. Don't make dinner worse, let's not talk about this."

When the first bottle of wine was empty, the first dish was carried.

"This is huge."

"I wonder if this year's rock oysters are around"

The rock oysters on the plate are large enough to stick out of the palm of your hand.

The top shell has already been removed and the milky white body glows glossy.

When she squeezed more of the accompanying lemon and cut herself with a knife, she carried the juice into her mouth to keep it from spilling as much as possible.

What spreads at the moment of chewing is the intense flavour and awesomeness of the oysters. The scent of the sea and the taste of every part of the oyster, as you continue to chew.

It doesn't have a thick milk feel like an oyster in winter, but it has a sufficiently intense flavour and teeth. Even without salt, there seemed to be salt air in the sea and the taste was just right.

It looks like a very fresh oyster and I don't feel a raw odor at all when I drink white wine right away.

Winter oysters are good, but this one in the summer is my favorite flavor for Wolf.

I guess the gouade tastes like it too, holding the oyster with his left hand and hitting the knife.

"What do you say?

"Very tasty"

"Great, let's add it. And do you prefer roasted oysters or baked butter?

"If it tastes so good with raw oysters, you get lost"

"Then let's ask for both. That's an extra drink."

My upbeat brother, along with an extra dish, instructs me to drink a long name if I do.

Wolfe began to think about Dahlia, savoring her second oyster.

I've never had oysters with her yet. If Darya likes oysters too, she's going to enjoy going out for rock oysters with them. Might as well compare it to winter oyster dishes for two.

While I was thinking about it, the wine was empty.

"Wolframe is a strong drinker. Could it be King Snake?

"The squad treats sea serpents."

To my brother, who brought up the even of Uwabami, I was a little lost, but replied the great sea serpent (Sea Serpent), 'Basic, not drunk'.

"The strong liquor must have resembled Vanessa."

"Was I? I don't really remember my mother drinking..."

"I was drinking grape juice on Volfredo, red wine on myself, and a matching glass. I dry the glass once every time, so the glass is always empty..."

Unexpectedly, my mother's drunkenness made me feel like a drunk.

Drinking a glass at once every time is how to drink it.

"... don't you want to talk about Vanessa?

"No, I'm surprised, but it's fun. Because I had a strong image of a knight."

"Oh, sure. I was really impressed."

That my brother doesn't say my mother is beautiful, she says she's good looking. That makes me very happy.

After that, while still enjoying oyster dishes, I tipped a glass with my brother.