The Girl Who Spits Up Jewels (WN)

I told him that, at that moment.

Ice cream fell from the dessert spoon that Krew had gripped.

The mouth open gently is intact and the eyes are equally wide open, but there is no way the spoon is going toward the mouth. My hands are stopped by surprise. He doesn't even seem to be aware that the ice cream fell off the spoon.

I don't think I can do it, but I'll scold you.

"You're behaving badly."

When I said it, it seemed like he had finally returned it to me.

Place the spoon on a plate and put your hands together in front of your chest. And to Sputnik, sitting next to him, he pressed himself out, and said:

"So, but"

"But what?"

"Oh, no. Is that what you can do? - By noon tomorrow, I can't believe platinum and diamond engagement rings!

Crewe doesn't know how to make ornaments. I have had some of the appliances touched as an experience of jewelry store employees, but I have never taught them professional knowledge and not at all enough to commercialize as a processor. But even she seemed to understand that the period presented was terribly short.

A screaming question. Sputnik closed his eyes to avoid enlightening himself of his upset.

Delivery date presented by that man. It was, "Noon Tomorrow". Diamonds and platinum were also ordered to be used, of course, corresponding designs.

It's unscrupulous. Though I tried to tell him that he could make an engagement ring in half a day and that no one would place such an order if he had decent thoughts, he didn't give up his demands as hard as he could - in the end, he made sure he was pushed off and took the order. I would normally say no or have the delivery date extended, but this is a situation I can't refuse to take with regard to this one. In addition, the Jewellery Chamber has spared him the noise in the reception room in a mood that he doesn't want to cause as much trouble as he can.

But the pride of the Lord did not allow this daughter to vomit foolishness resembling such weak tones. Keep your eyes closed and throw up "I'll do something about it". - You're lying, I thought to myself.

The signs of Crewe turn away. When she opened her lid, she stopped squirming and sat back down, putting her hand on her chin.

"... but. Something's wrong."

"Weird?"

I had no idea that words like that were going to come out of the mouth of this energetic weather anymore. Was there something wrong with what I said now?

Are you losing your attention as the price you faced that woman, as the price you were straining your nerves? I don't get as many answers as I think. If the discomfort she remembers leads to some breaking of the status quo, she asks with the thought of half straw.

"What?"

"No, because..."

Then Crewe says everything as he swings his arms flat beside his body.

For a while, I had chosen the word, you know, but eventually my arm stopped. Pity frowning, leaning over,

"... I don't know"

I gave up.

"But something, I feel weird"

So, what's, what's weird?

That was the word I was about to say again, but I felt like the frustration seeped in, and I chewed it up before I spoke to him. Instead, put your arms together, legs together and sigh.

Did Krew take Sputnik's series of tricks as a grudge or disappointment in himself? Raise your voice like you panicked and stand up completely.

"So, but, so."

And he put his hand upon his chest, and proclaimed it with his face.

"It's okay. Leave this place to me!

"Ho."

Looks like there's something else you can do.

Before Sputnik could see, she slapped her belly twice with her legs shoulder-width apart as she corrected her spine, pounding. Then shake your hips left or right.

Keep it down.

... eventually, tears seeped into his big eyes.

The lower lip joins up and the shoulders begin to tremble in small pieces.

I don't know what happened or what you tried to do, but in that series of moves anyway, it seems something hard happened to Crewe. When I gently spread my arms and asked her out, she sobbed and jumped into Sputnik's arms.

"Mindless."

"What did you want?"

"I've never served platinum, but I was wondering if diamonds would help me get it out. But."

Explained so, I was finally convinced of her bizarre behavior. I guess it's never picturesque because they used to punch me in the stomach and throw up gems, but.

Continue to squeeze and stop Krew's hand, which is tapping Peppy's belly.

"The rice I ate because of this, if I vomited, I wouldn't be physically. Stop it."

"Because it's mindless. I regret it. Mr. Sputnik's crisis, I wish I could help."

She whispers and cries, but even if she gets sick. Once upon a time, I grabbed it as a jewellery machine from a thief, and now I appreciate its work as an employee.

And most importantly, if anything bad happens to this, this one's in danger. Anyway, behind this, there is the belly of the chairman of the jeweler, Inspector Sensei of Liafiat City.

"I have to rely on you. I can't seem to manage one of the troubles. I'm definitely out of business. Don't worry, your husband's not that incompetent."

"But... mmm"

"I don't need a verbal answer. And don't snort at me."

I picked my nose with the handkerchief I took out and blocked my mouth in vain. I'll fold it back and wipe my tears. He told me to wipe some of the tears falling after him himself, and finally gave me that handkerchief to Krew.

And what was unusual, she saw the handkerchief given to her. I turn it over, return it to the table, and observe it with interest.

It's cheap and commonplace, but it shouldn't have been dirty or flaky. I don't remember using it specially since I put it in my pocket today... and I shouldn't have had a chance to wear lipstick or anything.

"What's up? Is something wrong?"

When he cut the numbness and asked, Crewe accidentally put a handkerchief in his face.

"Something smells good"

"... aah"

I had completely forgotten myself because my nose was getting used to it.

"It would be perfume. Here."

"Mm."

With his wrist in front of his face, he slid his nose away. Let him snap his nose, snort.

"Smells good."

"Thank you."

"Do you always wear it when you see a woman?"

"My wife who suspects cheating, you are. Always dressed up."

I do when I see a woman, but I don't want to tell her.

"Well, and"

Sputnik rose off the couch when he could gently press the crew to retreat.

When you attract the unleashed paperwork bag, take out the unnecessary and pack only what you need. Then he hung his jacket on one arm and stretched it out a lot bigger with an empty arm.

I'm going out.

"Eh."

As for Sputnik, I meant to tell him what was natural, but Krew peeled his eyes off as surprised.

"Is this the time? It's already night. The date, it's changed."

"Too bad you've changed already. It's midnight and seven."

"I don't want to know the exact time."

I took the clock out of my jacket's inner pocket and I answered it, and I told him to bite. But the momentum is quickly shredded, and the frown drops lonely.

"This is late at night.... You don't have to go."

"We have to do something about it late. Or because it's late. I don't have time for this."

It's a waste of time sleeping.

Turn the clock back and look around the desk. Scattered with food, these will be cleaned up if you call the front desk to go out. It's a good place for this inn to be accommodating in time, and I don't even look bad for such a late night request.

I'm ready to go to war. Now let's go - and when I tried to walk out, Crewe stood up unexpectedly.

"Um, you know. Well, I'll go help you, too. I'll get ready now, just a minute..."

"Good."

He says he wants to restore his honor somehow, but Sputnik also declined the offer.

It hardens like a shock, but naturally.

You go to sleep now.

"But"

"You're leaving tomorrow, I'll have trouble getting drunk in the carriage again"

That was before the building, and I took her to the Chamber of Commerce at this hour and said to that woman, "I can't believe I brought a girl around in the middle of the night like this!" I didn't like to get extra scolds, for example.

- And.

I couldn't imagine letting this girl out of here at this late hour.

Look at the window. What I cared about was the dark sky, not - it was affixed there, a single symbol.

That's the same thing that one day, that woman came to him. It didn't work for this magic girl at all, but it definitely disables wizards other than that one.

Wizard's Exclusion Mark.

Sputnik told Krew, remembering the definitive relief it was there.

"Don't leave the inn. There are wizards around here."