Then, Sakura has told us even more details about the sorority she hadn't even heard about.
At that time, I went to a karaoke store where I could use my credit and made it free time, so I put on all-you-can-drink drinks, and for a limited time it was cheap to fry potatoes, so I asked the three of us to share it.
"Hey, Ah-chan eats by hand. It wasn't like that, but Lulipe was pretty surprised, and that's why I told him.
In places like this, the way you eat is manners.
Then Lulippe smiled as good as Ah-chan did, and he ate it with his hands like it was delicious. "
Tell me you don't know, what are you doing to the next queen in your neighborhood, this guy?
Nevertheless, it would have been a cultural shock, Mr. Lulicia.
If the world was worldly, it might have been disrespectful, and Sakura's neck was flying.
"Hey, the smile of a beautiful girl is soothing.
Oh, yeah. Ar and Lulipe, I heard this from both of us. "
"Hmm?"
"Tetsu, you're picking up dragons and keeping them?
"Yeah, but that?
Didn't I tell you?
Asked, I gave it back with my neck tilted.
Sakura waved her hands patterned left and right,
"I didn't ask. I didn't ask."
I said, so when I took out my mobile device, I showed the waiting list.
Previously, I was waiting for a so-called guess, or image of my daughter-in-law, but the other day I found the dragon Gonske and Dombeye, and the three-haired cat Pong napping together, and I just changed it to the image I took.
There, Gonske in a dragon slept round, on its body, with equally round hairy balls and black solidification - a picture of Pong and Dombeye.
"... well, that's healing. You're not guilty."
Sakura looks at the image with a smile as she vomits some sort of wife-smelling line.
Eventually he turned his face from his mobile device to me,
"Don't you have a transformed version?
You can turn into a human, can't you?
That's what I've heard.
How do you know you can transform?
So Astoria and Lulicia talked?
Mr. Lulicia, you don't know about the transformation, but maybe Astoria told you.
Maybe he's showing you the image I sent him.
"I mean, this dragon Tetsu sent you from Ar, uh, Gonske and Dombeye?
You showed me that image, but only the guy with the good picture, right?
There's more, isn't there?
Is it clairvoyant too, this guy?
I handed Sakura the mobile device again once I manipulated the mobile device towards myself and put out the image file that I had categorized.
"Ooh, I knew there was a lot!
Sakura strokes the screen with her fingers and looks at the images I had voluntarily kept.
"After all?"
"I know someone who takes pictures of their pet like an idiot, and even if Tetsu doesn't have to be that far, to a certain extent, I can tell if I'm taking a few pictures."
As if, as planned, Sakura nibbles.
"Whatever you want, don't even send him to Lulipe, he'll be happy"
"No, I don't have contact information."
Dinner parties that happened before were also via my father.
We had a chat, but I couldn't exchange contact details so lightly because I had the eyes of a maid.
When it comes to exchanging contacts, Sakura and I don't exchange them either.
Here, we were just face-to-face, and all we had was enough interaction.
I knew him, and the week after that, we went to see a special film together (which was also a backup screening), but at that time we decided to meet locally, and we even met to the point that one of them was in first, even if he was late.
Neither I nor Sakura were late, and in retrospect of my childhood heart, I cheered on the special photo heroes shown on the screen, and after enjoying themselves immensely, I shared my thoughts in a food court on another floor in a building containing that cinema, and then disbanded locally.
"Really? With that said, I didn't know Tetsu's cell number either.
Tell me when you sign up.
Mine is- "
So me and Sakura exchanged each other's numbers by now, months after we met.
Then Sakura asked further.
"With that said, that dragon today? Or you? They're not here?
Oh, is it connected to the wheelbarrow?
"Asshole, if I take you out in such flames, you're going to have heat stroke.
I was gobbling around with my sister in the cooler room of the house. "
"... even dragons get heat stroke?
"I took him out for a walk last time and when I got home, he said he had heat stroke when I took him to the doctor because I had two and he was gutted.
I got an infusion. "
Both Gonske and Dombeye seemed to dislike the injection and were messing with it for a while.
"Infusions for dragons are expensive and surprising.
Dombeye still stabbed me because the needle was normal, but I had to do it with a special big, fat needle because Gonske's urchin was stiff, so it was a mess. "
"You were gutted with heat stroke, and you were rammed?
You know, really, it is.
Until then, when I saw the needle for the dragon, it was a special order.
It would be the one called the fucking power of the fire.
Incidentally, Gonske couldn't make his body smaller or become a human because of heat stroke, and now he can't get inside the animal hospital like he did when he was little because his body is big, and there were other places in the parking lot to care for his big pet, whether it was for times like this.
There, which is an annex, had a roof and was as spacious as a little civic gymnasium.
In that annex, Gonske rambled.
So the car asked my grandmother to let out the light tiger, and the three of us held that body together with my sister, who had rented her father's car and somehow arrived with her, and had the needle of the infusion stabbed in that gap.
After stabbing him, he was about to burst, but a little later, he grew older.
By the way, during this time, Dombeye was nursing a beautiful assistant at the main building.
She still wanted to be sweet, or soon she was grown up and making a sweet squeal like a cat's voice.
Sakura laughed holding her belly when she heard the story.
The crying child also shuts up. That seems to have been a bump, that the dragon hates injections.
In the end, the two of us spent the day chatting, not reading the book.
Eventually, when a chime rang announcing five p.m., Sakura went home for a part-time job.
After I dropped it off, I borrowed a few books and went home, too.
hours after that.
Gonske, I take a bath with Don Beye, I go up, Gonske looks human, Don Beye is next to watching the video using a Gonske dedicated device I bought him in a dragon, and I wonder if he even came again in spam because my phone shook.
It was an e-mail.
But it was an email from an address I didn't sign up for.
I usually don't open it and delete it, but I didn't think of the name that was written in the subject line.
It was from Mr. Lulicia.