Ohanabatake no Maousama

The incident started exactly the next day.

A food court that would normally be filled with elderly people enjoying walks and children seeking playgrounds, but for some reason today, a large number of unfamiliar men hang out there. Feeling of the rugged atmosphere, guests trying to use the food court frowned nervously and left quietly.

What's more, the men demand sake instead of tea, and don't even pay for the goods. At the end of the ceremony, he reaches for the ass of the waiter at Kudels, but it seems that he has been upset because the opponent does not respond at all.

This turned out to be no business at all, and a stall owner came to Kudels again, telling him to move the store to another location.

"Somehow, the atmosphere is bad." "Yes, Dolches."

In such a quiet food court, Kudels and Dolce are sitting on chairs and drinking tea. In contrast to Dolce's serious face, Kudels had a smile on his lips.

"That's not the only thing. There are rumors that the idea of this food code is the idea of someone else. We have to do something." "Yes, Dolcez."

Dolce is a complaint, but Kudels isn't going to fight. Listening from right to left, he reached out to the orange dandelion growing at his feet to see what he thought, and began examining the roots.

"And the fact that the market has been formed on its own has led to strange movements from the administration ..." "Yes, Dolches."

Dolce hits the table involuntarily.

"Take it seriously, Mr. Kudels. You're in trouble!"

At last, Kuders turned his head and leaned his head slightly. He said in a voice like an innocent child.

"Isn't it okay? You have already been acquired. Do you have the right to open a shop in a better place in a lively market?"

The guys who set up stalls on the riverbed are merchants at the bottom that were initially excluded from the market. If we flickered the right to use a better place, we would have easily swung the tail.

"... isn't it blocked in all directions?" "It looks like you, Dolches."

Dolce drops his shoulders, but Kudels speaks of something seemingly unthinkable. I can no longer tell what the man is thinking at all, even in the imaginative Dolce.

And when all but the food stalls disappeared from the food court. Fei Fei visited the deserted food court and took him around.

"Oh, it's a very bad situation. Mr. Kudels." "Oh, Fei-fei. It's been a few days. No, I'm showing you something embarrassing."

Kudels, who greets his head with a squeaky head, has no tragic feelings. Perhaps she was dissatisfied with that, for a moment, Feyfey distorted her lips and thought that Kouders' attitude was a free-think. I cut it out with a commercial laugh.

"Nothing wrong. Would you sell me the rights to this food court?"

But Kudels bows as soon as he hears something surprising.

"Oh, because it's a purchase? As you can see, a store where no such customers come."

It is true. If you buy it anyway, a more popular store is better. Even if you buy a shop where quaint birds are singing, you just lose money.

But Faye Fei smiled and said:

"Yes, the business people will need to help each other. I'd like to start another shop with the food code location and the money I sold the idea."

While saying so, Fei Fei offered a sheet of paper. The content is to sell all the rights of the food court to Fei Fei.

"No, I'm afraid. Then, could you get me the tea you bought? There is a lot of stock with shame. Also, we will leave the facilities, so please manage properly. Oh, this part I will write it in the contract. "

Then, Fei Fei was surprised and exaggerated. As if you were reading this development.

"Oh, thank you so much, but have you been so impatient. I'll take care of it if you like. But will you check the quality first?"

"Of course. Feel free to look at the facilities of the facility. I hope you can check everything you do not know now."

"... I don't feel the need. There's just a plaza and a stall. Don't worry, we'll arrange what we need here again."

"Okay. And as a proof that I'm not trying to deceive, pick a box of tea leaves at random from the warehouse. Let me show you inside."

While saying so, Kuders added the postscript to the two documents issued in front of him and wrote the signature without question. The next Dolce sees it and bites back teeth.

"Okay, so let's get the guidance." "No, no. It's not as good. Everyone, please bring a box of tea leaves here."

Kudels clapped her hands and the maids with long green hair and black mesh came holding the boxes.