That night, when she withheld the 'Harvest Festival' to tomorrow, Lana made a dinner full of pumpkins.

Pumpkin soup, pumpkin quiche, pumpkin cream bread, pumpkin salad, pumpkin cookies......

I cut off the top of a large fruitful pumpkin and let the children creep through the contents.

Kids are happy to cackle and enjoy a job that needs quite a bit of strength to help.

I can scrape through the skin of the pumpkin I used further and I can see, nose and mouth.

When you put a candle in the pumpkin that was crept over it and put the top back together as a lid-- oh my goodness... the pumpkin's face is glowing...

"Wow! Awesome!

"Cute ~!

"Cute ~"

"Really, you're so cute!

"It would ~!

But I get all womanly.

This is happening...!

"Uh, what's this?

Pumpkin Lantern.

I'm surprised there's a name, and I guess saying it with a Doya face is from a previous life relationship... but what's the point of all the big pumpkins and small pumpkins taking this shape?

"See you next!

"Are you still doing something?

"What are you talking about! This is the real deal!

I don't have a bad feeling about it, but I don't have a good feeling about it either.

Lana packs the large pumpkin lanterns that were empty with cookies that she made and packaged.

I thought I was doing something today, but were you making this?

Well, I solved the mystery there, but then what is this? It's a story.

"Then I'll explain." Trick, or treat "! It means, 'Give me a treat or I'll flirt!' Yes!"

... It was an imaginary oblique and troublesome event.

Oh, what, Lana's past life world was rampant with such a horrible event?

No, I heard the story, didn't I? You're a better place than I imagined.

"Hi, I have a question. Lana."

"Yes, what is it? Euphran-kun."

"Why did you suddenly start doing that?

"Because I wanted to!

"I see."

Whatever you want.... not.

"Well, listen to the explanation until the end. This isn't my... I read it in a book, yes, it's an event that was written in the story! At the end of October, dead people come home haunted! Let the children dress haunted and indistinguishable so that they don't get caught by haunts, and when haunts come to the house, say 'Trick or Treat' and chase them back."

Heh, and a voice of inspiration comes from the children.

In short, something a little different from the 'harvest festival' that will take place tomorrow in this country, something that comforts the dead and enjoys as a children's festival?

"But I didn't get dressed in time for a haunted outfit, so let's change our tastes a little bit and 'hide'"

"Hide?"

Klana tilts her neck and asks back.

Lana's suggestion is that me, Lana and Clana hide in the house with sweets. The children have empty lanterns and look for us.

And when you find us, you cast a spell saying 'Trick or Treat'. We offer sweets when they say that spell.

I see, that sounds interesting.

"Of course, if you don't have sweets, you're a jerk!

"" Yikes!

Etc. and Shagu Yanchan Boys Group, Thetal and Al.

Unfortunately, we have all the treats. Who likes and chooses' flirting '?

"Oh, Thetar and Al want to 'flirt'? You'll have no sweets. Make."

"" Huh!

... you just weren't thinking about it.

"Then we'll hide, so count to 100 for everyone!

"" "Yes!

And they gave me sweets and I was supposed to hide... but I think it's like a warehouse to come up with something other than my room where I hide.

I climbed upstairs with Lana and me.

So, what do we do from there? and face to face.

"I'll hide in the warehouse."

"Then I will hide upstairs in the store!

"Well, I guess I'll stay in my room."

"F, Fran...... Oh, but it might be hard to tell the opposite in the dark beneath the lights?

"Right?

I don't know if it will.

Well, that's how I walked into my own room.

"... ah..."

But isn't it dark and cold in the warehouse?

Take your jacket out of the closet and go plug it in with the lamp.

"Lana, use this"

"Ah ⁉ hey, Fran! They're coming now.

"Yeah, well, so..."

"Mi-Jae-Jae!

"" "Trick or treat!

"" Ah. "

Children pushed over from the stairs.

Me and Lana's treat disappeared in seconds.

End of story