Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

"Is it time for me to head where I want to go?

Freed told me when I left the grocery store.

I had you dating all the places I wanted to go from the start today. So, of course, there's no denying going anywhere he wants to go. I nodded pleasantly.

"Fine. I had enough company. It's time for the evening, isn't it? So, where are you going?

In response to my acknowledgment, Fried changed direction and walked out.

I heard from Fried that there was a place I wanted to go, but I didn't even ask him where he was going.

The geography of this town is largely on my mind, so I'll do a brain search with no meaning to see if there was anywhere Fried might be interested. but I can't find a particular place to think of it. I had no choice but to hold hands with him and listen quietly.

"It's not like the grocery store just now, but it's also like where the fashion originates. It's a pretty famous store, so I thought I should just check it out once or so. That's why I carried him this time."

"Huh? I'd probably know it around here, but I don't know. Where?"

If you're a famous store, you should know most of it. I thought so and asked casually, on the contrary, Freed asked me a question.

"Do you know what Curry Rice was that wreaked a huge boom about two years ago? It sounds like an original recipe presented by dining halls all over town, but it sounds like a reputable dish that has also become a social phenomenon. I thought I'd go there now."

"...... eh!!"

I instantly found my expression frozen in curry remarks by just Fried.

Ka, curry... curry...? Did Fried say that now?

Fried didn't seem to care for me when I made a stirring noise and turned to the front, so I continued the conversation.

"Looks like we're in quite a line, so I was thinking maybe we should head over now, though a little early. You'd be just getting hungry. Let's have dinner there."

"Yes, no... I don't know if you're that hungry. Oh, my God."

Not much of an upset voice flipped.

There's nothing suspicious about it. But no matter how suspicious you are, you must manage to avoid this crisis.

This is a supreme proposition. I said to Fried as I scolded the muscles on my tight cheeks.

No heart, or I think my walking speed has dropped.

"Ka, a curry rice store. Yeah, yeah, I know. You're definitely famous. But I think we're in quite a line by now, don't we? I'm going to be late now, and I have a different store to recommend, so why don't we go that way today?

"If you're not very hungry, I'd rather be just fine. By the time the order comes, you'll be able to eat it deliciously."

"What..."

... on the back -!!

I couldn't carry on two sentences to the words I laughed and was told.

I can't even speak to him. Fried says with his eyebrows down.

"I'm sorry. Because today's purpose is the store, we can't change it. If Liddy wants to go, I'll set up another opportunity, so could you give it up this time?

"... well... then you can't help it..."

"I'm sorry."

I could see my voice shivering plumply.

Impossible to change. That's what I was told, and I felt like I was showered with cold water all over my body.

- What do we do, what do we do, what do we do?

No way. I'm the owner of that curry shop! Or, in fact, I made the original recipe there too! There's no way I can say hey.

Because of this, even though it's a secret source of extra income that I keep from my parents, I'm sure my father will summon me later to eat thunder if Freed spreads it here.

"What are you doing, you!! Though I always tell you to be conscious and discreet as Duke's Lady! He said he was running a cafeteria in town, whether that or not!? Don't be ridiculous! It is lamentable that this is the queen of the future, etc. Your Highness can't even look at me!... I'm already in tears with pity!

... I even inadvertently imagined the contents of my father's anger.

Wow, definitely going to say it. I'm tired of lines that seem to be highly reproduced.

In this case, I guess you won't listen to me because Thomas told me to help you.

Well, that's natural. I'm the one who made the decision, so I'm the one who should be scolded.

But it's a shame that I've been hiding it well for two years now, but it's falling apart here.

That place is an oasis of my heart.

I was sighing.

I don't mind getting pissed off anymore. I've been ready for a long time.

But I just can't stand being told I can't go there anymore.

The reason I was hiding it is because I really didn't like being told that.

"Liddy? What's going on?

When I was desperate to figure out what was best to do, Fried peered into my face.

I make expressions reflexively and shake my head if it's nothing.

I am not lost in his footsteps.

I can see he's headed to the store in the shortest possible time. I get it.

I guess there's no point in doing a long walk around here...

I had to walk by him, drooling.

Is this what it feels like to be sold calf?

After all, nothing could be done about it, and about 50 meters away, I saw our shop sign. Just before opening time in the evening. We already have more than ten guests lined up.

While I was feeling good and fine, I lined up at the end of the line in a mood where the hour of judgment was approaching.

If this happens, it may be best to just eat and leave while looking down to avoid being sprayed by the store manager Larsh and the clerks. The store is crowded, and you won't see each and every one of them either. At least I won't.

... Hmm. I might be able to show you this.

Counter seats are often used by regular people, and I feel like if it's a table seat away from the kitchen, I can do everything without pretending to be me.

I did a brain simulation and I nodded. Yeah, not bad.

I found hope and I finally looked up.

I very much regretted that I should have had Fried change the color of my hair alone when this happened, but now I wouldn't even be able to ask for it. I'm too suspicious of anything at all.

"You're quite in line."

"Yeah, because it's a popular store. But with this number of people, if we open the store, we'll be in as soon as we can."

"Did Liddy ever come to this store?

I spit on Fried's question. It is not preferable to lie completely here. I don't know where it's going.

I opened my mouth carefully.

"Of course. Because we covered one famous store. I've known this place since it opened."

"Heh? Delicious?

"I like it though. It can be tough on people who don't like spicy things. However, I can adjust the spiciness, so if Fried doesn't like spicy things, I think I should tell him first."

"I'm fine except for the sweet ones. You know exactly what I mean."

"Well, I guess so."

One man came out of the store with a tight grin as he read through what it meant in vain. I think it sucks, and I try to distract myself from my face one foot slower, and I just get my eye on it.

Higging up to me, man - Larsh, the manager, came over here looking strange. The sound of a peppery sandal sounds like an approaching execution sound and I'm going to cry.

"Is that it? Isn't that the master? Why are they lining up like that? I wish you'd come in through the back as usual."