"Hmm? What is it?"
To me, who was on the way to wondering what was going on when Connie hugged me, Lori Voice approached me who had recently become familiar with me.
"Ah! Dean! Hello -!!
"Hello -!!
Chimiko tells you who she is along with a cheerful greeting.... Ugh, I'm all over Connie right now...!!
"but the school director. Hello."
"Um, hello. You seem to be encouraging. By the way, Alice, what happened to him?
The school director, who rocked his glossy gray hair and walked up to him on his cheeks, points to Connie and says. Then Connie bawled up her tearful face with tremendous momentum, crying even more whoa.
"Ugh! Is this your daughter's friend...? And if you'll excuse me, um, Goni, Connie, eh?"
... No, it's already Gdagda. And the school director does look the same age, but he's not your friend.
First wipe the handkerchief all over your face, while providing a brief explanation to the school director.
Then the school director leaked his convincing voice, oh.
"Because school life is connected. It is forbidden to use the maid of the house, except for students who have not decided on one side. Poor thing doesn't give up."
"Come on, dude, dude...!!
Connie finally got a look of despair after hearing what the school director said. Poor thing, but I was wondering if I'd manage to comfort myself home......
"Wow...... Kun-kun. Smells good ~"
Soon, Fanniel, the Golden Wolf, was kneeling beside Connie without sound.
Always sleeping, he's fumbling his nose closer with momentum that's going to rub against Connie's neck.
"Hey?! This is Fanniel, don't sniff a woman!
Funnil, whose roots were grabbed by the hasty Master Yusef, made a choppy voice as he hung around the universe.
"This guy smells really good."
Fanille, who fluttered her curly hair of gold and said that in a sleepy manner while tingling her dog ears, still stares at Connie.
"What, I...?
For some reason, Connie dyes her cheeks and occasionally.
However, the identity of the smell was immediately broken down by the school director.
"Hmm, it does smell good. of the daughter... in hand, from the basket"
…………
That's right. Great, it doesn't have to be an obscure development!!
"Heh? Ah!! Yes, I brought this, for plugging!!
Connie, who returned to me in the words of the school director, opens a basket with a wasp as it turns red.
Then the aroma of fragrant bread and butter, which had just been baked on the spot, spread.
"Ooh, ooh......!! Oh my God, how delicious it looks......!!
The school director sparkles his eyes as soon as possible. The end of that gaze was nailed inside the basket.
What's inside is not, of course, melan (black bread) as it is used to change plates. It is a fermented luco (white bread) that continues to improve further from my birthday party revelations.
"Connie, this......!!
I pointed at one of them with a trembling hand.
"Hehe..., yes, ma'am. I'm here today because it's finally finished!
Connie with a dooya face named Muffin is not a baked apple dennish in a basket, cute shaped walnut bread, etc.
I took out one piece of paper wrap that emitted a demonic scent.