The city of Riafiat is located in the eastern part of the continent, a moderate city that flourished as a lodging town on Lucar Street.
The city, which is also known throughout the year as a region of a wide variety of fruits and flowers due to its warm climate, is a very good policing operation of the police station, although it is not a branch of the Witches Association, and the unsolved cases are equal to zero and very livable land.
In such a corner of the city there was a small jewelry store with two clerks. - "Sputnik Jewellery Sputnik".]]
"Crewe!
Open the entrance door to the jewelry store ramblingly. The doorbell rang so damned hard that it seemed to rip off, but I couldn't afford to stand on it.
Soon as I didn't have to look, I found her calling. Employee Crewe, one person in the store and sitting at the counter with a temperament, the eyes of what is not yet crying are wide open and the lips are tightened to a single letter. She still noticed the shadow peeking into the store herself. As soon as I realized it was the person I knew who jumped into the store, I burst into tears from her eyes.
"Mr. Nuts!
As he kicks his chair and stands up, he runs towards his nuts with his arms extended. Nuts stroked his chestnut hair well as he took her.
"Um, uh, shop, outside, weird guy, look at me..."
"I heard. Well done, you must have been scared."
"Yes, that"
As we started talking, the doorbell rang and looked back.
but that was neither a pervert nor a shopkeeper Sputnik.
"Crewe, are you okay?
"Mr. Elsa."
Elsa feathered coat over apron. She gave her nut the coat she hung on her arm and said, "Go put it on".
"Because I was in a hurry. It's cold."
"You don't have a choice, there's an empty nest..."
"Left window. Look."
Even though I might still be after a friend. Elsa whispered in a low voice, blocking the nuts she was about to say.
"Left? -"
Look at you as you're told - I notice.
Redhead and pale brown (hazel) eyes with curtains pulled but peeking this way through that gap.
The Lord eventually seems to have noticed what the nuts are looking at and disappear. I wondered if he had left, only temporarily. Looks like he was just falling back on the spot and hiding, and the two eyes that reappeared start peeking at this one again.
Elsa said in a hissed voice as she deflected her face so that her gaze did not fit.
"Nuts, do you recognize them?
"I don't."
I had to judge from the part of the curtain that peeked through the gap, but I was the face I didn't recognize patrolling this city every day.
That's what peeks at jewelry stores and such - very, suspiciously.
"Like a customer from another city?
I'll ask Krew just in case he stays in his arms, but Krew waved for the first time in a big way. "Today, the promise is, there isn't," she replies in a plundered voice, repeatedly gasping for how scared she is. That's right, she's just a familiar person. There will be something quite intolerable about the situation right now.
Break your hips, put your face close, and Elsa says the same thing the nuts thought.
"Are you okay?"
At that time, I could see that the arm turned on the back of the nut was heavily powered. Crewe's face is pressed against his nut's chest and I don't know what look he's wearing. But the voice, the shoulders, are shaking.
Also, bring your head. 'Fighting, I remember'. What made me cry that day?
- Then, inadvertently,
"Mr. Nuts,"
The stiff look on the girl in front of me,
"Please help me"
- It's none of your business!
I saw it a long time ago, it overlapped with another girl's face.
"Hey, Elsa"
The name of the girl I saw in the illusion was called pompous.
Nuts repeats in reply to the reply that he did tremble his earlobes (jitters).
"I cried, didn't I? That time."
"Huh?"
"... Do you remember what I said to you then?
Besides, Elsa blinked one thing.
You must have realized what you were talking about. "You can't forget," he said, chuckling.
"'You can count on me.'"
That's right.
I look at myself with a crying face, a familiar face, again, I remember.
Sure, I cried and cried when Elsa rejected me. That's not because I was hurt by Elsa's selfish words. My helplessness made me cry that I didn't think I deserved to rely on it.
And if you ask me, surely, nothing else. That is the reason for that man's incompatibility with himself in the first place, and - that is the principle of his own action.
“so that someone can rely on you".
Make the force holding her in your arms a little stronger. And
"It's okay."
Words to respond to Crewe somehow reached his own chest.
Yeah, I'm fine.
What others know, not.
It's just what I want to do.
"... I asked for you, Krew."
Small, shallow, one breath. And...
The nuts were sharp and stared at the example window.
And the eyes there pulled in as hastily as they had earlier. Don't miss that gap. The nuts ran over to the window, peeling the curtains at once and opening the window wide open.
I can't help but notice the man sitting on the spot.
"Whew!"
"It's the police! Adults..."
A man doesn't ask about his nuts. When I stood up in a hurry, I managed to get up and run out in a foothold without a bundle of memories (a bump or a).
But congrats. Something to get away with! Leaving his feet on the window frame, he jumped outside, taking off his shoes and throwing them, just as the heels pierced the back of the brilliant man's head. Don't miss the moment when you lay back in front with a short scream, and the nuts jump on its back when you run with your socks.
"Wow, stop, hi-ha!
"Grow up!
Horseback riding, twisting up the man's arms, trying to cuff him, I notice.
In my usual pocket, no handcuffs.
With, tongue-in-cheek. It's not just the handcuffs that don't, the police notebooks, the cops. It's only natural that we don't have it together, because it's off duty today.
Something that could be a weapon, at least something that could restrain the other guy.
"Nuts!"
Moments, I hear a voice calling my name, and I look up all the time.
Looking back at his body, Elsa was following him. "This!" he shouted, something she was gripping, throwing it at this one. It was just wrapped up in Elsa's hands. It sprinkles in the air, becomes a single long rope and flies to the nuts. The nut kept the man in captivity and received it with one hand.
Old Reed.
There is a reviving voice in my nut's ear as I squeeze it.
Even if someone in front of you, to live, was guilty.
- Can you support it?
- So I won't tell you.
I get revulsion. I'm angry. To that jeweler's thin laughter I saw one day and, most importantly, to myself for not having the words to answer to such crap.
Hitting that frustration on the peeping man in front of you may be a little past eight. But I just missed it, and the sin of scaring my friend is heavy.
Tie your twisted arms together hard with a lead.
The nuts roared, barking, toward the surrounding people who crawled into the sudden catches.
"Secure!"
Originally it was sweet sweet chocolate, now I think nuts as I look at the cut lead instead of handcuffs.
What I think, what I want, is not a small difficulty like being a police officer or an organization, or policing. It's just...
I cry in front of you, I just want to help 'someone'.
"Well."
"Ho ho."
Drag the grown man back to the jewelry store.
After an arm tied string (lead), his legs were then restrained as well. And it was like a scroll, and he unleashed it on the floor of the jewellery store, and the nuts saw Elsa and Crewe.
Krew is shouldered by Elsa, but seems to have regained more calm than he did earlier, and the tears are pulling off completely. In relief from the look of it, Nat told the two of them:
"I'm taking this empty nester to the police from now on. Elsa..."
"Empty nest!?
I need you to stay with her until Sputnik gets back and put it up.
It was the man who raised his bare voice, blocking the words that were supposed to go on. With his hands and legs tied up and his clothes dirty everywhere because he was dragged down the road again, he seemed to shake his redhead. He seemed disgusted to have something to claim.
"What"
Blink, say.
The man laughed niggardly as he took the three gaze and thought it was a reversal of the situation. And
"I am the one who came to visit the owner of this shop. You treat me like this and you know what the Lord here thinks!
"Eh."
It's as if the word is also the heirloom's sword.
The first person to change his face was this store's loyal employee, Klu.
"Su, I know Mr. Sputnik, what is it...?
"Even so. Damn, let the shopkeeper's guests see you like this. What the hell does your Lord say to you?
Crewe's cheeks glow blue at the words that continue to blame - but.
To be precise, the only person who changed his expression that way was Crewe 'the only one'.
Ignore the man who tells you like you've won, the nuts put their arms together and look at Elsa. Elsa is laughing like trouble, and apparently she, too, notices the contradiction in the man's words.
Looking down again at the curls that make your nose rough, the nuts answer.
"You'll be fine."
"Eh."
"Because it's crazy, isn't it? If you know him, why did he snoop around the store in the first place? Try if you can explain."
"Um... uh..."
I'm going to ask you something absolutely natural.
and the momentum of the man was sharpened as funny. With that face, which also disappeared, I wandered my gaze around, you know, and eventually,
"Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah..."
"Bring"
"Wait, wait, wait. I'm sorry. Wait!
Trying to lift the man's figure again, the man tried to block it and raised his voice again. From his outstretched hand, a man flees nagging himself.
"What?"
"Wait, no, really. Um, me, the store owner's, I know him..."
A man who says a prawn and sees three faces in turn with a face that seeks salvation.
But Nut was watching it with a shuddering heart, Elsa is smiling silently, and just as Klu has a look close to contempt. To Crewe, apparently, it was the decision making that spoke of the 'guest of the Lord'.
The cold gaze of the three. Now, in this place with no allies, what does he say next? I was waiting for you.
- The doorbell rang.
"Giu"
At that moment, that's what the man said, nothing. Simply because the shadow that emerged from the entrance door stepped on the man's back without hesitation.
Crewe called the name of the shadow that appeared. He was waiting for me, a full voice.
"Mr. Sputnik!
"I'm home. No, I thought it was time to die, so I went looking forward to seeing, that bastard, usually pinched and cancer. Too uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu poured porridge into his nostrils and went home...... hey, what's up, ku"
It was the shopkeeper Sputnik who gave the employee a suspicious look as he jumped into his arms early home and turned his arm around his back. He first looked at the nuts and Elsa nestled in the store,
"What's up, you guys?"
Then at the end of the day, I saw my own stepped roll.
"Who, you"
And I said.
That's the kind of mouthpiece that even said it was a total stranger who was stepping there. Elsa stepped closer to him. And ask.
"Hey, Mr. Sputnik. Do you know him?
"I don't know or want a guy who's into weird (stiff) bondage play in someone else's store since daylight, and as soon as I find him, I'm gonna want to step on it, break it down, and give it back to the ground."
I guess that's the answer to the question "do you know him," I mean, but.
You managed to get him to send you ahead to conclude, and the man at your feet suddenly raised his head and shouted when he saw Sputnik over his shoulder.
"You, Sputnik, it's me! Don't make me say you forgot my face."
"Who?"
"Please, remember -!
Sputnik does not answer. Instead, lift up the crew, who was stepping on the man as well, and get off the man. And when I kicked him in the shoulder with my leg and leaned back on him, I looked at it for a while.
Eventually, Hung, exhales.
"Well, for once, I'll take care of this man. I can't remember anyone, but they're probably related."
"How do you know?
"Because there's a silver pin that shows the identity of the jeweler."
Sputnik pointing to his own chest. When I look at the man, he's certainly right, something like a button or a pin shines on the collar part of his jacket. I'm not very familiar with the jeweler's manipulation of the nuts who are police officers, but I'm pretty sure Sputnik would say it. This man too - for once - is a jeweler.
Nuts looked down at the man again.
"... for once, I'll check. You came to this city."
"Ki, today, about noon ago,"
Words returned by him half crying, somehow in reverence. It has been a few days since an empty nest has occurred in this city - there is room for doubt, though I cannot confirm on this occasion right now whether that statement will extend to the offense in the first place wearing something that reveals its identity.
And, if so.
The answer came naturally.
"You're making a scene."
"Absolutely."
Huh. I sighed so much. I hitched a ride at Elsa's words, and the nuts, too, clapped their shoulders. This is my friend's crisis, and I thought it was important that he popped his liver out cold.
... though.
"Um, Mr. Nuts"
Crewe was shaking in strange shadows with a blue face when his nuts jumped into the store.
Now walking away from Sputnik to her nuts, her eyes looking up at the snack and this one, there is no more color of fear.
"Hey," he asked her looking up, laughing, as if he was calm, relieved.
"Thank you, thank you"
Since then, I'm not sure something has changed.
To the extent that someone can rely on me, they're able to grow.