Earlier the next morning, I took an underground waterway to the commercial district. A part-time bakery waits at Fluffy Prowar.
I'm used to this outbound traffic.
Occasionally, new sensory and protective junctions are stretched out, like harassment, but never caught on again.
I was surprised myself, but I am able to feel it more reliably than before. The traffic here seems to be good training.
"Good Morning"
"Oh, good morning."
"Okay, you're in."
"Ooh."
Say hello to my husband, Rob, and then go into the planting.
After a while of concentration, I heard your wife, Mr. Fine, coming from the house.
Apparently, I'm making conversations with your daughter.
From the voice, it would be my oldest daughter, Mira.
"It's still early, isn't it? Are you awake today?
If it's the usual Mira, she'll be up by the time I finish the planting.
"Mm-hmm... when I said Leon might not be coming today, I strained that I'd do it. Looks like I tried my best to get up, but it's this time. Either way, I'm not gonna let you help me because I still can't make the planting perfect, but I have snakes and cancer."
From what I've heard, Mira wants to succeed Mr. Rob and become a baker.
I can't really imagine Mira squeezing bread in the back, but the bread grill arms are going up.
I think Mira is better suited than customer service because of her winning personality.
My sister Cusino is out-of-the-box and wants a store number and accounting just like Mr. Fine.
"I hope the sisters can work towards the same end."
"I don't know. They're clumsy."
Mira seems to be motivated but still unable to keep up with technology and delivery is her main job.
He said that I had come and felt the crisis, and he had recently begun to study baking.
"At home, I learned to bake while my father scolded me, but my sister was working hard on the customer service right away."
When my sister gives me a store number, I make sales.
He seemed happy with that, too, and was actively playing Billboard Daughter.
Now I'm married and doing the same thing at a grocery store in another town.
"Some customers come to see my face every day," said my sister's valve.
But I wonder.
Is a grocery store a good customer who comes to see me every day something I can make?
I think when I run out of consumables or have something I need, I will come and buy it.
With that in mind, Mira came from the store.
"Morning, Mira"
"You, your father said you weren't coming today."
"Looks like Mr. Rob's been distracting me, but after I finish my morning routine, I'll be there in time enough."
"Heh. You know what? But what do we have today?
"Oh, there's an entrance ceremony."
"Isn't that very important? Are you ready? You must be ready."
Mira's face gets rough.
From the first encounter, this still got a lot more insurance.
"Getting ready, you don't need anything. The state has prepared the uniform, the venue is across the road, and if we go back to the dorm and get dressed, that's it."
"What royalty would the state have prepared a uniform for? I've never heard anything like that. It's more or less like a dragon college for a country to bake the care of such students. That thing, it's a huge attention, and my friend said in the first place that that college is today's an admissions ceremony... say... eh? Yeah. Huh?
"Yes, we're going to dragon college today."
I showed the back of my left hand.
"What? Dragon print? Ugh... huh?
For some reason Mira is stunned.
Didn't you ever show it to me?
No, normally, you'd know it if it was in such a prominent spot.
I'd be wearing gloves if I just finished making them.
Early in the morning, I may not have met Mira while I was planting.
I immediately noticed that not only Rob and Fine, but also Kale and Miranda, employees.
"I want to keep it from the people in town, because I usually wore gloves. I'm sorry I didn't tell you."
Follow Mira so she doesn't get mad.
I only make bread for what I sell out that day.
So get ready for the ingredients the night before and make the order early in the morning.
By the time Mira wakes up, the planting is over, and I'm helping with the fire and customer service during the day, but I'm wearing gloves to hide the dragon print.
I wonder if you don't even know my sister Cusino.
If you think so, they know it right.
Mr. Kale snuck up on me for quite a while.
"You, then you'll be a dragon jockey. Why are you training to be a bakery?"
It's a good story.
"'Cause I've been baking ever since I got my mind on it. It's only been a year since the dragon's crest appeared, but can you switch your mind?"
It's a good story, but I have something to say.
Being a dragon jockey is a decision, but I still have myself to give up the bakery.
I don't think it would hurt to train in baking.
That's why I want to work here while I'm in college.
"... you're changing, you"
"Really?
"In the Wang capital, no one will be left alone with dragon prints. He said he was more popular than the nobles and knights there.... you won't believe anyone is training in a bakery"
"For once, will you keep it to yourself?
"There's no way you can say it. If you find out that a college student works here, the person you're looking for will push you over and make a big deal out of it."
"Don't exaggerate like that"
I really thought so then. [M]
"Is it open?
I heard voices from outside the store.
"Yes."
Mira is responding.
It's still early time to open the store, but there must be a nice smell of bread outside.
Sometimes the smell attracts visitors.
When I was restarting my planting, I heard people arguing for a while.
Mira, the store number, is talking to the customer.
Mira, let's cure that personality a little.