"Yeah? What? If it's cold, will you go somewhere?"
Earlier, a man waves as if what he made a terrible fool of himself had in his roots or if he would get rid of the fly.
When I saw it, Altria was dismayed, but I controlled it with my hands.
"May I ask?
"What?"
"Could this be... rubber?
I shrugged when I saw an object with a white square man near the man.
When I said that, the man looked strange.
"Rubber? What are you talking about? It's called Gomima."
"" Oh, Mima?
"That's right. Look at this elasticity."
The man bent with both hands the square gomima he had.
"What do you say? How many times have I bent this elastic that won't break?"
"Whoa."
I applauded by accident. [M]
"With this, you should use it for all sorts of things.... maybe."
At the end of the day, you said your voice was small, but maybe.
This guy. Maybe he doesn't seem to know the value of that 'gomima'.
We can use this. Don't be a business tane.
In my previous life I tried to make rubber, but I refused because I couldn't find the rubber tree at the heart.
I tried to see if I could substitute it with other trees, but I couldn't.
"Is that you? How did you make that?
"You. Are you interested?
"Yeah, pretty much."
"Okay, let me tell you something special. This Gomima."
Then the bragging went on about how men made it, but to sum it up:
This man's name was Christoph, and he said he was able to do something wrong with trying to use a tree that would be a raw material for the Gomima growing in his hometown.
The tree will produce toxic gases if firewood is used. He said it was a nasty tree where black sap exited when scratched.
However, they could absorb the unpleasant air in the hot springs, so they never logged it.
That said, Christoph studied whether there was any other use for it.
Results of the study. I succeeded in creating this Gomima.
"Because of this, I think there are many different uses for this Gomima. But there are a lot of problems in showing that diversity, but you should find a sponsor and sell it in. So far, I'm the only one who knows this Gomima recipe. Sooner or later, a lot of people will come to me and ask me how to make this Gomima."
Christoph went hot.
"So if you show that diversity, you'll tell me the recipe, won't you?
"Yeah? Uh-huh. Well, you are. But."
Christoph sees us.
"... some noble child?
I can't help but think so because I'm still young.
It's a hassle. Let's not correct it here.
"Tomorrow. Please come here. Then you can show the diversity of the Gomima."
I put out a piece of paper and wrote down the address of the store where I would rent it.
"... ok"
Christophe nodded and walked away when he alternated between the map and me.
Well, you look forward to tomorrow.