Three years after D Genesis Dungeon

"Mr. Saito will be around 15:00."

Miyoshi confirms the email and picks up the sweet potato full moon on the table and says so.

"I'm eating something unusual." "While the stick-shaped kampo is overflowing, the sliced potato full moon has not been seen much, but this can be done well."

He explained that it wouldn't stop if he started eating, but he didn't do anything terrible, so when he listened dimly, he talked to the potato cracker of the Shimada Sohonke family in Saitama. .

"Is this again a simple taste or something ..." "No, Miyoshi. I understand your sweet potato love. Did you have any action?"

Miyoshi's appraisal should have been reported to the JDA yesterday.

"No. I thought it would take me just to call me, but it's Saturday and Sunday? Surprisingly, JDA is also a government office." "Don't go alone. It looks a bit cool. "

Miyoshi was always sipping tea. Japanese tea is unusual ... oh? !

"Oh, that's my special ..." "Senior, I think you have a good hobby, but the expiration date of tea is short?"

Japanese tea, even though it appears dry, contains about 3% moisture. It's common sense that once you open it, you can taste it for two weeks. Normally, three months are desirable even if unopened.

"It's the best tea, but I have to drink it at least before summer." "I know." "But," "Anyway, I'm a shy person, and it's roasted by me." "Yes, yes."

Are the girls similar? I'm boiling the hot water again. Great care.

"Speaking of last night ..." "Hmm?" "I didn't tell Naruse-san, but there's actually a more serious problem." "What? It's rare for Miyoshi to say serious." That device clearly distinguishes between those who have a D-card and those who don't. "" Distinction? "" If you don't get a D-card, a certain value will always be zero. " "Doesn't it seem that humankind is going to bisect humankind?"

The battle between the old man and the new man is a standard story in science fiction dramas. In most cases, new humans are superhuman, infrequent, and often persecuted.

"When I was born, I was 100% old, and old humans can always get a D-card and become a new human, so I don't think that such a struggle can happen." "Senior, do other people eat meat?" So why can humans fight like crazy? If status enhancements are widely known, we don't know what will happen around them. "

Miyoshi put the teapot on the warmer. The temperature at which tea polyphenols melt is about 60 degrees. Amino acids are dissolved from around 50 degrees, so if you keep a little less than 60 degrees, you will be able to taste delicious tea.

"And in this case, the new humanity can never return to the old humanity. Fundamentalists say that if conversion is not possible-" "Is it possible to get rid of it?" I'm rolling around in history. "

I think I think too much. I think, because people like natural. Especially Japanese.

Perhaps the impact will come from the sports world. Whether the dungeon is considered doping, whether it is classified by the presence or absence of a D-card, or not. Right now, it is only as high as high altitude training, because the figures are not yet clear, but we do not know what will happen in the future.

"If you're so worried, you have to display that part." "I can't do that." "What?"

It's ... somehow ...

"'Combat power ... only 5 ... garbage ..."

That's true, Miyoshi laughed.

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"Teacher, Master! Somehow Santa was suspended in a group!"

Saito who saw the Santa Tree reported that his nose was too rough. In other words, it was like being executed in a group.

"It's kind of like that," "I'm a little scared if Teltel Bose is suspended in a group."

But it was pretty, Mr. Mitsuguru followed.

We are now on the Tokyo Midtown illumination viewing route. If we talk about why this happened, it will be longer ...

They arrived at the office just after 15:00. Meals were reserved from 18:30, so there was a delicate space for about 3 hours. After seeing the cold rain that had just flickered and lulled, Miyoshi said he would go to Midtown.

"Christmas midtown? Suicide?" "It's very close to eating, it's Christmas-like, and the weather isn't very good, so there will probably be few people, and it's just introduced." "

Apparently, I received a letter from a jewelry store that bought a gift for Arasha, and I was hoping for a glimpse of what it was like to do an event as a sponsor.

"Jewelry-related things are not good." "Human connection is a very important industry."

When I looked it up, it seemed to be like a Christmas event and seemed just right for killing time. The rain was lulling down, and we thought it would be a little better and we were stupid, the result was--

"People and people feel more like illumination than illumination." "It's weird, I heard that after 18 o'clock it's very crowded, so it's better just after the evening falls." Isn't that the story before the 20th? "Said Mr. Saito. "Eh, really?" "I'm telling you that this situation is true." "Okay, it's Christmas in Tokyo to enjoy the crowd."

It's not Christmas, it's Kurushimimasu.

As we were following the flow of the people, the light suddenly fell and blue light spread over the square. Wow cheers rise from around. Sure it was beautiful.

"The blue light spreads on the ground.

When I muttered, Mizuru-san, who was listening to it next door, hummed a passage from the play.

"Small lights lit by clover flowers are finally increasing in number, and the scent is full of air." (* 1)

The light is running around like a shooting star.

"Senior, but that's a summer festival?" "If you sing happily while being illuminated by the light of the clovergrass and washed by the dim light of the galaxy, you don't care about the details." It's a version. A mysterious cat's hood is coming out. "

Mr. Saito responded to Miyoshi's words.

"Benson Orchestra of Chicago was a band song, and the theater teacher said," The Cats Whiskers. "

Or rather, Mr. Saito, are you studying drama properly? No, of course, but it's fresh.

"Kenji is a lot like that. I still don't know what the Kanyahyau problem is." "It's in the Kenji Miyazawa vocabulary." "Maybe. But there are more than 1000 pages in the 46th format ... … I want that book to be an e-book ”

The flashy light production reached the climax, all lights were turned off, and again, blue light gradually spread. The production is almost over.

Suddenly, when I looked next to him, Mr. Mizuru was looking at this.

"What happened?" "Mr. Yoshimura. Did you do something yesterday?"

Needless to recall, that was the day we assigned the SP. Mr. Mitsuru stared at this, but muttered small at the end of the event.

"I think it's a Christmas present. Thank you."

I could not deny or affirm, I was pushed by the flow of people and proceeded on the route.

"Hey, Miyoshi-san. Where do you go for rice?" "Today is Mita."

"Mita? Because it was Miyoshi, I thought it was a d'azur currant thunk."

I said, looking up at the Ritz-Carlton. 45 Dazur is the main dining room of the Ritz-Carlton.

"The location is indeed the best? At this time, the last afterglow melts into the darkness, and the urban landscape emerges with its own light. In front of you is the Sakimiya's chef's steak dresser, taste and mood. It is perfect! "

There, he drops his shoulders and looks sad. I'm a bit overdone recently.

"But, seniors. Only happy lovers can go to Christmas d'Azur. No other than that! Mainly mentally"

Certainly, with that seating arrangement, I'm confident that if I'm surrounded by love love around, I'll spit out sugar. I guess, it must be floating. Miyoshi looked up at the hotel in a playful pose and continued to talk on the stage.

Yuki: Like we were Adam and Eve, who were expelled from paradise, we had no choice but to enter you and look up at the sword of flames on the front gate and go down from the 45th floor with your hands. That's for today. '' (* 2)

Mr. Saito and Mr. Mitsuguru are looking at the situation with a giggling smile.

Yuki: "Is Suzume Kelvin going to be a sign full?" "Yes, there is no reservation! No cancellation! The bubble has been over 20 years ago?"

"Well, Golden Hill?"

Saito took both arms between me and Miyoshi and cut into the story. Golden Hill is a long-established French restaurant in Mita, and the chef is a major player in the Japanese French world.

Miyoshi denied it, waving his index finger.

"Okay? No matter where you go, Christmas French is a special atmosphere menu, the ingredients are almost the same, the dishes are almost the same (language) and the price is about 1.5 times everyday! )) Harukawa: "So Japanese food! Christmas is Japanese food! Today is Sansan. Your owner, Motoyama, is a wonderful person with a great smile. Ankimo and crab-cooked rice that melt at this time are exquisite! "

It was good to go with Asha and not to go there, but it was a little early, and Miyoshi licked his tongue.

"Hey. Haru-chan loves crabs. When he was taken to eat the Matsuba crab, he was digging silently all the time." "

Saito fiddled with Mitsurugu, who is one step behind.

"Oh no, Mr. Saito. I didn't hear what the role was." "Movie? Well, um, it's a story of a trio of scammers set in a hotel in Hong Kong. One of the three is a woman and a heroine. "

She could not tell a detailed story, she said. Well, the script before the announcement would be confidential.

"Is it a scammer? Yeah, it's perfect." "Why. It's so obedient and pretty."

So that's the place. I offered a small box to Miyoshi and her, taking my arm and keeping her body.

"Well, this is congratulations." "Eh? Eh? Celebration of the protagonist?" "Yeah. I've fulfilled my promise." "What? Can I open it?" "Well, but walking?" I don't care. "

Mr. Saito, who carefully peeled off the wrapping paper, opened the lid of the case.

"Eh, this is ..."

There was an earring with a purple stone. As expected, the ring could not be given, and the choker and pendant seemed to have a large stone.

"It looks like a stone that seems to change its color depending on the angle of the light. That kind of thing looks like Saito-san." "Eh, that's Alexandrite?" "Ah, something like that, an old library in Egypt. It's like a city. "

Miyoshi sighed and told me why I was wondering why Mr. Saito was solidified.

"Senior ... do you know the stone language of Alexandrite?"

Stone language? what is that. I don't even know the language of flowers.

"Oh no?" "Alexandrite has a" secret thought "." "Huh?"

Where and when did you attach such meaningless meaning?

"Oh, yes yes. I understand well now. Is it a good hobby design? Thank you, Master!" "Oh, oh. Well, do your best."

Mr. Saito, who then moved to Mr. Mitsuguru with his help, secretly listened to something.

"Relieved? Haru-chan" "Eh? Eh?

The taxi we took turned right at Gaien-Higashi-dori at the Iikura-Katamachi intersection, into Azabu-dori, then left at Sannobashi. As soon as you do, you can see the lanterns of Harukawa.

Ankimo and Himi yellowtail were both delicious, but Mizuru-san was most happy with Echizen crab cream croquette.