"Wow!
The world has the word, third time honesty.
Even if the first or second results were unpleasant, the third means you can expect lucky results. - But.
It wasn't long before Crewe had the expectation that it was now time to complain about Sputnik's intense self-assertion in his hearing.
"Nah."
It was a scream when the door opened and he jumped into the store earlier than he looked. To the voice of a tall, unhesitant child, that's Sputnik also puts his hands against his ears and puts his face. The sounding voice sounds far better than that of Krew, not caring around him, to his ear. This still makes that cry cuter. What the hell is going on?
In the meantime the Lord of Screams came in through the door. - Take the guardian.
Sputnik knew about them.
"The grocery store."
"Hello, I'm sorry you're at work, Mr. Sputnik"
"... oh, no"
The trouble-faced grocery store owner's wife, apologizing to Sputnik, yes, reprimanded "Look, be quiet" towards her own daughter Anna, the Lord of Screams. "There's something I have to ask you, isn't there?". Asking?
And Anna managed to stop crying. After biting his lower lip all the way, scrubbing his nose, and enduring the aftertaste of tears for a while, he looks up at Sputnik.
"Ku, Krew, Higuchi, I'm here now, are you there"
"He would have gone out."
"What, with"
"Well, you said you were going somewhere tomorrow, so I'm not ready for that either."
"Well, well, well, well... oh, well, well, well."
I don't know if that was trying to say 'Grandma' or was it just a cry. Just in any case it was loud and Sputnik frowned again, blocking his ears with the palm bottom and shouting back "Uruze". It is an outrage in front of having parents, an unforgivable barbarity if that were a customer, for example, but hatred. This is just a 'neighbor', and Mrs. Grocer is not the kind of person to be offended by legitimate protests. She embarrassed her daughter, "Be quiet."
But. It's quiet, but it seems far from stopping me from crying. As he lay down his face and watched Anna wet her tears so hard, Sputnik decided that the tears were not obvious here. View Mrs. Grocery Store.
"What happened?"
"That's not it."
When asked, she put her hand on her cheek, frowned, and sighed as if she was heartbroken.
"I'm sorry, actually, my kid burned Crewe to run away from home."
"To Ku?
"Yep.... it looks like Crewe's been worried about Mr. Sputnik lately. He said," Why don't you just step away from Mr. Sputnik for a little while? "
Complete the process.
- I thought, because now that I know what Anna's crying about, it's not.
I was convinced that it was this guy's offer that suddenly became suspicious of behavior after a while.
Nevertheless, there was no more anger. Whoever told you what to do, it's that idiot who's not the only one who really started acting on out-of-target advice.
Higu, Anna, who breathes with Higu and sometimes says, "Ugh," doesn't look up yet. If you tell her to apologize, I'm sure she'll say "I'm sorry," but at the same time she'll start crying again.
"So, that's, why are you doing this?"
"That's it."
That's why I never spoke to Anna. Ask the mother instead.
Leaning her little neck as well, she also sighed.
"When Crewe really thought about running away from home and disappearing from this city, she got lonely. Damn this kid, tell one rare thing... I'm sorry, I'll scold him a lot, so please don't get mad at him about Krew"
"Phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew"
An unexpected strange grin sprang from the bottom of her belly at Madame Grocer's words and at the appearance of the crying girl again. - 'Getting lonely' is also something that our employees have good friends with.
Going away, you reacted to, the cry is getting louder again. I reply with a gentle wave before her voice splits her ear, saying I'm sorry for the two earlier dances.
"It's okay. I am aware that I am not suitable for parenting, but my complacency as an employer is considerable. I don't have an employment contract that would allow me to terminate on a temporary whim or retire for unusual reasons."
"You've blessed your employer, Crewe."
"Higu, ho, if Mr. Sputnik is really a good person, don't treat Crewe like that...... Ouch"
"Fuck you, man."
There are still tears left, but around being able to spit out poison that way, this one will be fine. I also found out what Krew meant by his strange behavior.
Well, what's the problem that remains?
- When I thought so, once again, the bell at the entrance door rang.
I wondered if there was a fourth honesty, and I looked up, and there was...
"Big time."
Crewe pounded and grumbled as he peered into the stable beside the store.
Horses from several parties feed on them in the stable, but they are all big bodies, hairy and looking healthy, and just kids who seem to be able to run well. Even so, I'm sure they're all good kids because they don't ramble or scream, they line up and make a big deal out of it.
This is a rental carriage store. Crewe knew Sputnik was always renting carriages at this store when he was away.
Speaking of which. Looking at his curly, crumpled eyes, Crewe remembers.
- I think the nuts said my chest got bigger when I ate full of carrots.
Horse favorites, for sure, should have been carrots.
…………
Crewe looked first at the horse's black eyes, then at his own chest. It did say in the drawings that the horse's tits were on the back leg.
Horse eyes again, and again, your own breasts.
"Chi, excuse me for a second..."
Bend over and peek into the horse's lower abdomen.
………
"Hey..."
- and so on. At that time,
"Which one?
"Huh!
Because of my concentration, I was suddenly surprised by the voice of the person I was called.
I rushed off the spot and looked up to see if this horse had spoken people's words, but it seemed that the horse was the one who was surprised by Crewe's voice, and he was snorting and kicking the ground like he was excited.
"Oh, oh, how about that. It's okay."
She's trying to calm the horse down somehow. Should I apologize? - When I was worried, I felt my gaze.
Turn around. There was one little old man, watching about Crewe.
He says in a squeamish voice.
"If you go into the stable on your own, you'll be in trouble"
"Oh, sorry"
Word I was more prepared for originally, the apology came out of my mouth immediately.
Returning his mind, Crewe said to the old man.
"Please."
"What?
"Ouma and I need you to lend me your carriage. Tomorrow morning, uh, far away, hey, I wanted to go."
I don't know what you're ordering, but there's no way there's going to be a 'seemingly no' rule at the carriage rental store.
That's supposed to happen, but for some reason, the old man's brow stopped by doesn't soothe. So panic, overlap words.
"Um, uh, I brought you the money,"
Shit, and show the copper coin in the palm of your hand. I saved up the rest of my snacks a little bit, and that's what I got out of the safe earlier.
though. It was the earlier woman, not the old man, who laughed and answered as troubled. Peek into Crewe's palm and tilt his neck.
"My lady. I'm sorry, but this isn't good enough."
- It's not actually a 'little' place, but Crewe, who doesn't know the price of a rental carriage, has no reason to know about that or anything.
I don't have enough money. But Krew had a hand. He stuck his hand in his pocket, grabbed what touched his finger, gained momentum and offered it to the woman.
"Well, then, this!
It was one, green gem.
"Well."
"It's a gem. Uh, uh, it's real. I'll give you this, so now you can lend it to me, horse."
Why did Crewe have nothing to worry about in financial terms about this run away? That's because he knew that the way to get things wasn't necessarily an exchange of money and goods, and that it was something of great value created by his own constitution.
- But.
Her shallow ploy will break apart here even brittle.
I gave you the jewels, but you two didn't try to take them.
"Where did you steal it from?"
"What?"
Well, nice gem. Let me lend you a carriage for this - such a kind word, never returned.
"A child can't possibly have such a jewel"
The thing was calm, but it sounded very sharp to Krew's ear.
Squeeze the gem in your hand tightly so that you can hide it and take a step back. But I was not allowed to escape. Because a woman's hand was placed on Crewe's shoulder.
"Lady, where did you bring this from?
"Have you brought up your parent's? On your own."
"We... I, an employee of Sputnik Jewelry Store"
"You stole it from the store!
"No, this is-!"
Finally, the old man's voice was vandalized, and Krew shouted - yes, I realize.
I can tell you, there's no way I'm the jewel I spit out.
I drank the words I tried to throw up in a hurry. But with a yelling, confused head, I can't think of any good excuses or anything. It was the first time a bad person thought of me as a thief.
Yes. - Moments, reflectively look back.
I didn't even know how I did that right away. Recognising that there is no one there though, I realize for the first time the reason for my actions.
Behind me I've always had eyes looking at the troubled crew with a nibble. And the guy always helped me properly at the end of the day, even though he said mean things.
But now, I'm not here. Naturally, I'm the one who tried to leave.
- While Crewe was shaking, he called, perhaps, the woman's name.
Yes, and a calm woman's voice responds. In a seemingly chilling tone, he said, pompous.
"Call the police."