"What is this place?

The chairman asked as he looked up at the house you gave him.

"My house in Wangdu?

"Why are you leaning your neck!

"I just got it, and I don't feel like my own house."

I can only think of it as a home or a door - I haven't had any attachment since I used it.

"I'm gonna get a house, you know, and you're gonna fall out of your life..."

Then don't think about it, I would recommend a life that feels good. Fine, I'll be at ease.

"Whoa, before that, was it? Wally, wait a minute."

And I'll leave you all alone to interrupt Grandma Glenn's comfortable temporarily.

It seems to be normally open now, and the average customer enjoyed the temporary.

"Oh, there you are."

Today and today, the waitress. This outsider doesn't know either.

"Whoa. You're thriving."

"Ma'am. Glenn's tea is delicious."

"... well. Better than that."

He held back the overflowing emotions and forced himself to smile.

"Hehe. As for residency, it would be helpful if I had some free time."

Couscous and he went through without touching the change in my expression.

"So, what's going on today? Looks like they're taking Mr. Group?

How do you know that? It's wild to hear. That's what people do.

"I brought a souvenir for the resident."

I removed the chocolate cream (tube type one) from the storage bag and placed it on an empty table.

"Something sweet."

Kick, my eyes get serious. My groin was queasy.

"I've got something nice for you, Mr. Resident."

Chocolate cream was made huge all over the table. By the way, you don't look like any other guest because you're covering up in the junction.

Pancakes were removed from the storage bag, chocolate cream was put on and handed over to the resident.

"Ugh!

And when I thought I had a weird voice, I had a mellow grin that seemed to ascend as it were and prayed for something.

I have a lot on my mind, but this is where I go through with my guts. Be heartless, me! It is.

"─ Thank you, Baek! I was looking for this flavor, I am!

Uh, yeah. That worked. It's worth the dedication.

"Ugh. It's a long life. Because you get what you're looking for!

Residents holding pillow-sized chocolate cream tight. Let me go here with no comment.

"Well, I'll bring it when I get it again"

"I love that kind of Bei-kun. Yo!

Hilarious evasion of the dweller sticking out his chills. I ran away from the store saying I would only get that enthusiasm.

Phew. Thanks. I don't like the skinship you say...

"You've got a lot of people out there."

One of them was frightened.

"Each person, ten colors outside. There are a lot of them."

It seems like it could be about four or fifty colors instead of ten, but in this country.

"... what the hell was that..."

Mi Middle-aged asked with a stunned glimpse of his face.

"What, a villager?

"Don't be ridiculous! Where are these villagers!

"No, it's right in front of you. I'm a real villager."

Mendoxe, so hi, baton touch to the chairman. Say whatever you want.

"Who, this guy?

Kaina sees the noisy Middle-aged with all the rare creatures. Is that so rare?

"Prime Minister of this country, I think. I don't know the details."

That's enough for me. I'm not interested enough in pursuing it.

"... I haven't been around for as long as I always have, but Bae, are you thinking about doing it? Or is it just a hit? It's not a summit, but what kind of an awesome agent would it be to set up a venue for international talks?

What, an awesome agent? Is that your profession?

"Nothing, I don't think about such deep things, and the decisions and decisions of Middle-aged people and grandfathers, whether they do or not. I'm just gonna take him."

It has become. That's all. What a fluke I am. [M]

Arrive between metastases while flushing the exchange between Middle-aged and Chairman from right to left. Ignore the two screaming and transfer crisp.

"Welcome to the village of Bobra"

Whatever it is, customers are customers. You're welcome to invite me.