"Ah... but... uh...of the deputy guild-chief of the sea-fishing guild... Calvin."　The green Numenumayaro, who came through the door of Yodamari-tei and disappointed us all, called himself Calvin. "A half-fish,""No... a mermaid, sir... but... I'm sorry.""Oh! Calvin! You're still a slut,""Are you carrying Marsha again today? Great job"."Ah, this is... to Mr. Delia... to Mr. Estella... ...I haven't heard from you for a long time, and I'm sorry...""Don't apologize,""You don't have to apologize."　Delia and Estella are having a conversation with Calvin. "Do you know half-fish like this 'moving seaweed'?""Calvin is a mermaid, Jillo,""Calvin is a mermaid, Jillo."　It was pointed out in Unison. 　But it doesn't look like the mermaid I know, but... her skin feels completely seaweed... is this something I have to agree with?"Well... I'm sorry..."　I was apologized to by a half‐fish. 　I don't think he's a bad half‐fish. "Actually... Mr. Marsha has been waiting in the aquarium outside... I'd appreciate it if someone could lend me a hand... I'm sorry...""Well, I'll go,"　Delia says, and goes out with Calvin. 　as soon as that "Oh! What, Delia!? Cute! What!? She's working like this!? No, she's cute!"　I heard a sweet voice coming from outside. 　What a noisy fellow! 　Because the mermaids of this world were what we call half‐fishers in Japan... I can't expect any more. When they come out with scallops, I'll hit them. "It's not you!" "Yasilo..."　Estella gives me a cold stare as I look at the entrance with nervous eyes to see what kind of sloths are coming in. "...don't let it slip,"　...you. How can I take my hat off when I see the green slimey woman?`She seems to like Neferry a lot,'　Who made that chicken face!?　The reason I feel relaxed watching him is because I remember the chicken Kinjiro I used to keep in the schoolyard when I was in elementary school. I was on the breeding committee. "Hey, don't go wild! I owe you this dress! Don't get too wet.""Wow! Hold the princess!"　The storefront is bustling. 　... Jeanette's uniform is going to have to be washed soon. "Yasilo! Open the chair over there!"　Just looking at his neck, Delia says through the door. 　I wish I hadn't let you sit in such a back seat... ...because I'd save you the trouble of cleaning up the slime. 　Nevertheless, he's the head of the marine guild. He should be treated with courtesy here. 　It's for the sake of business. 　I just want to get a small amount of sea fish. 　We may not be able to make a set meal, but we'd like to deal with high‐quality ingredients, just in case. 　If it remains unsold, I'll eat it, so there' 　I slowly pull back my chair and guide her this way with an elegant touch. "Let's go,""Wow!"　The mermaid, whose head screws appear to be loose, shows up. 　I couldn't help but take my breath away at the sight of Delia holding her in her arms and entering the shop gracefully as if she were swimming in the air. 　It was just the mermaid in the picture book. 　She is a fish on the lower half of her body, a human on the upper half of her body, and a very beautiful woman on top of that. 　There is a tearful pomegranate beside the gentle drooping eyes, the languid expression of which shows off her charm; her loosely curved mouth pursed like a spoiled child, giving a glimpse of the girl's cuteness in the adult s*x. 　As you look up from the flexible waistline, your belly feels like you want to rub your cheek...and your fingers will be swallowed up by you. It's a blast. The plump texture of Kyoto's sweets gives you a feeling of happiness. 　It gives you a feeling of neat elegance, but its power is king size. 　Such a wild bust is covered with only two scallops. It's impossible, of course, for scallops to hide all of them!　Bountiful breasts peep through the valley from side to side. "Oh, it's Estella!""Marsha..."　Marsha, the mermaid in Delia's arms, waved adorablely when she found Estella. "You've also come to this landlocked area... with a little awareness of yourself as a mermaid...""Because Delia says she's doing something funny~ I wanted to see her~"　It is a sweet voice that melts the listener's brains. 　Come to think of it, Estella got permission to catch fish in the sea. She'll need to know a fisherman to catch fish in the sea. She'll be on a boat, she'll be renting tools. 　You've been glimpsing about the existence of such acquaintances. "Well, Estella. So did this person say that?"　In response to my question, Estella nodded slowly, expressing her displeasure. "Yes. It's Marsha, my friend and the head of the marine guild.""Why didn't you introduce this breast earlier?""That's because I saw that reaction!"　d*mn it, Estella!　It's an unforgivable crime to monopolize breast milk!?　In Japan, you can get a prison sentence at once."Sorry, Jeanette! Can you give me a second?""Oh, what! What is it is?""Try lining up next to me in thin clothes!""No, sir."There's a tradition in my country called "milk comparison...""Confession!"　d*mn, why!?　All you have to do is line up a little bit!　I just want to look at it from the side!"All right, calm down a little, Jillo,"`It's only a glance! It's very rare that you've got such a big one!'"...I'm going to stab you said."Ah... I feel like I'm suddenly awake, Estella. Now, put in that dagger."　I can't go against a knife at the neck any more. 　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."Oh, you're a pretty funny girl, man."　Marsha looks up at me as if she were looking into my face. 　Her melting eyes are strangely s*xy. "Shake hands as a sign of your acquaintance~"　hold out one's hand in a relaxed tone 　Fingers like white fish are aligned and offered to me. "Oh, yes. Thank you very much."　As she tried to grab the hand, Marsha suddenly spread her hand wide. "Ta-da!"　Between Marsha's fingers there was a transparent, thin webbing. It was actually translucent and the other side looked faint. "Squeezing... What a surprise?"　It's a great success!　said Marsha, giggling with a wistful face, but...　To be honest, I wasn't very surprised when it came to webbing because I was so conscious of the old-fashioned sound effects of "Ta-da!" I was looking at Carbin's webbing before that...　But it would be better to build a friendly relationship with the head of the marine guild. 　We're going to put the story together. The story and the generation. 　Yes, this is entertainment. 　Get rid of your shame, Ova Jiro, to accommodate you with sea fish!"Oh my gosh! I'm scared!"　Raise your hands and pretend to be surprised. 　......the silent silence hurts my ears. 　I slipped completely. What is it?　Oh... I have a stomachache. "...p!"　In silence, Marsha makes a lovely burst. `Pu-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u　It's the result that suits you!"That's funny, man. His name is... Jiro? Yeah. I memorized it."　wipe tears from the corner of one's eyes with one's webbed fingers 　Then he puts out his hand again with a soft smile. "Again, this is Marsha Ashley, the head of the marine guild. Nice to meet you.""It's a giant palm,"　shake Marsha's hand 　I'm not sloppy, but rather smooth. 　I'll try to reach out to Marsha while holding her smooth hand. "Actually, I'm doing a garbage collection guild...""Oh, yes, I know. I heard you're riding on the ball.""So I made a deal with the Sea-Fishing Guild...""Sorry, that's impossible, isn't it?"　Isn't he impatient!?"The peddlers' guilds put a nasty amount of pressure on me... well, there's a relationship between guilds across the board, and we're all like this."　he said, flicking his tail fins. "...you'll have trouble dealing with the peddler's guild when it's awkward.""Well... Is that so?""I was told, 'Don't sell sea fish to the garbage guild,'"　Making it clear in this city is not just a matter of being taken for granted; it is recorded in a conversation record, and it can be used to invoke the Judgment of the Spirit. 　If you clearly put pressure on them not to sell, you can see the seriousness of the peddler guild. 　As long as we know each other, we can't afford a marine guild. 　d*mn! Now I can't get you to sell me sea fish...　Perhaps we can get a courtesy... if it continues often, we'll see it again. 　Have you taken the initiative..."But it's true that I liked Yashiro, so get along well with him~""Oh, I wish so."　However, it has not completely disappeared. 　You only have to keep in touch. "Next time. The manager too~"　Marsha let go of my hand, and this time she puts out her hand to Jeanette. 　Jeanette panickedly wiped her hands with her apron and stretched out her arms to grab Marsha's. "There's no time for it!"　At that moment, Marsha's hand passed through Jeanette's arm and reached out to Jeanette's chest...You grabbed it without hesitation!?`What!?'Jeanette screams and crouches down her chest. "Wow! Poyoung, Poyoung, Poyoung Poyoung!"Don't do it,　Delia hits Marsha on the back of the head. "Oh, my!"　Holding her head in her hands, Marsha casts a discontented eye on Delia. 　... I can control it, Delia. I'm so glad I couldn't blow my head off the moment I bumped. 　I don't think there's a girl in this world who's long enough to throw a new face at me with exquisite control. You have to take care of your neck. "Because if you hang such a big thing, wouldn't that be like saying, 'Touch me?'"　Is that so?"Jinnette, why don't you shake hands with me?""Confession!"　Can't you do it? 　Or, by that theory, we can touch Marsha. Delia, too. But let's not do it. The second one is... I don't have a shoulder. I don't think the shock I had before is gone yet."Sorry~ Don't hate it and get along with me?""Oh, yes. Of course."　While dyeing her cheeks, Jeanette turns her smile on Marsha. 　You'll get into trouble again if you make such a sweet face. "Marsha, if you're a prank, I'll take you back to the sea.""Ah, I'm sorry. It's been a long time since I've been inland, and I'm so excited."　a scratching marsha 　It seems that we rarely get out of the sea. 　Well, my lower body is a fish.........huh?"Ah......legs......legs......legs......beautiful legs......ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."　On the floor of the store lay a green slovenly pervert. 　...it's Calvin. "Oh, I'm sorry. Calvin, you're disgusting, aren't you?""Oh, in two senses,"　It's the innate discomfort of a slug and the hazy acquired discomfort of a slug. "Don't curse too much!"　Marsha gives me that advice as an honest person. 　Are you trying to defend your guild?"If you curse, he'll like you.""I swear I won't curse you again."　Can't you bear to be pleased with such a disgusting fellow? "Oh, um... it's been terrible... no, it's fine, it's disgusting... I'm sorry..."　It's kind of a negative that's hard to get involved with..."Calvin is an extreme fetish on his legs.""Fetching your legs?""You're asking for nothing,""Because most of our family members have no legs.""""Ah... so,""In very rare cases, there are girls whose lower body is human and whose waist is fish.""What's that?""But it's so s*xy. I'm hiding it with Ho Ta Tae"."No, it doesn't seem s*xy to whisper, that strange creature!"　I almost reverse what I ate in the morning, imagining a human lower body growing from the body of an sardine. Then, on the bare lower body, a scallop... ...no, it's not s*xy at all!"Ah......inland.........best.........I'm sorry!"　Yeah. Apologize there, do your best. 　from Kimoy "Ah, sir... the manager!""Yes!?"　Suddenly a crawling half-fish approached Jeanette in a disgusting way. "I'm going to have a set meal here. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."`I'm sorry, but we don't offer such a service!'"Well, then... I'll have two set meals."I beg your pardon!""Then... five, then!""No, you pervert!"　kick a half‐fish in the side with one's feet 　He is strong enough to leave a clear mark on his profile. 　You're not messing around with Genet. 　I'm going to knock it off.　I've already blown it away. "Ah.........I'm sorry."　Have you come to your senses at last? "I feel a little comfortable with men's feet... I'm sorry...""Leave!"　It's a red card. 　Customers who disrupt the store's public morals will be forced to leave!　With a very unpleasant face, the woman pushes the role to him and takes him out of the shop. 　In front of the shop was a cart with a huge tank, so I threw it into the tank. 　Perhaps Marsha has come this far in this aquarium. 　Half-fishers are now rolling back and forth with a slightly ecstatic look on their faces. 　It's rare for marine life to be so unhealed. "...what is this?"　Looking into the cart, I discovered something strange. 　Well, things themselves are not strange, but... why did you bring them?　　What's more, in this situation...?"Well, Marsha,""What?""What is this net?"　The cart was loaded with a large net. 　That's because the net is tightly intertwined with seaweed. "Oh, yes, I almost forgot."~. Can you bring me some?~"Hmm... are you going to use me with your jaw?　That's a good nerve, isn't it? 　I don't know what happens, Marsha. You think you're using me, and you're not going to cry when you realize you're using me.　There's no absolute difference in social status in the world. Everyone is in the same situation and in the same ring if we get rid of the framework that humans have set for themselves. 　That's why he's going to go around and hurt himself. Are you prepared to do that? Well, that's fine!"Woman, bring me the net!""... Mr. Jiro, if you use people with jaws, you're going to have a hard time someday.　What a big deal!　People in this world are clearly divided into those who use it and those who use it!　Get out of your place!"Why, what's this?"　A net is placed casually on the floor, wetting the whole body of a woman with the smell of the sea. 　The more you look at it, the more it's just a net. 　I can't think of any reason to go out of my way to bring it from the sea to such a place. "Oh, come on again.　But Delia frowns at the net. 　Is it related to Delia?"Oh, my gosh! Because we're all webbed, so we're not that skillful with our hands!"　Marsha pleads tearfully, spreading her hand out to par and showing off her paddle. ... Or rather, she is begging. 　I'd buy a bag if they said, "I'm buying a bag~" with that look on my face..."Yasilo, I think it's better for you to feel refreshed before your facial muscles get back together."　Estella glances at me coldly. 　Sentence 　If you're frustrated, you should try one of those pheromone-pheromone-pheromone-pheromone-pheromone-pheromone-pheromone-pheromone-pheromone-pheromone-pheromone-pheromone-pheromone-pheromone-pheromone-pheromone-pheromone-pheromone-pheromone-pheromone-pheromone."I'm not free! You'll know if you see it! You're working, you're working!""Oh my gosh! I came all the way to see you because of the rain these days!""It's the best thing to do to remove seaweed."Hey, Delia. Wait a minute."　Delia is trying to shake off her clinging Marsha. She looks like she's just playing around, but somehow she's really bothered. 　Is this that?"Do you want me to remove the seaweed from this net?""I see. There's a lot of seaweed in the ocean around here, and I get caught in nets all the time. They ask me to bring it back to you regularly and take it off.""What do you do with this seaweed after taking it off?""Huh? I'm sure you're going to throw it away.　Throw it away!? You're going to throw these seaweeds away as garbage!? Are you serious!?"Don't you want to eat, what a waste,""It's like this weed. No matter how hungry you are, you won't eat it! If you don't eat too much, Jiro, you'll get hungry."　Oh my gosh... don't they know how good seaweed is?　I've heard that there are only a few countries that eat seaweed outside of Japan. I wonder if the other world is among those who don't eat seaweed..."Hey, Delia-chan, oh, yeah. It's hard to get rid of the seaweed that got caught in the details with webbeds. I'm always giving you fish as a token of my gratitude, right?"`I like salmon! I don't eat horse mackerel or sardines!'"I'm not picky about it!""Both of you! Can you wait a minute?"　This... That's all right!"Marsha, Delia! Will you give this job to the garbage collection guild?""Work...?""But I can't afford it, can I?""All right! I don't want any money. Instead, can you give me the same reward as you did to Delia?""The same reward . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . fish?""Yes,"　You can't 'buy' fish from a marine guild. 　Then why don't you give me a 'reward'?"We have a housemate who eats a lot, and if you give us a little more, we'll be very eager to repair the net.""Are you good with your hands?""You're very dexterous. Your Jeanette's pant lace was frayed, so I secretly repaired it the other day, and she's dexterous to a level that Jeanette still doesn't notice!""Did you do that!? All right, before I knew it! Confession! Confession... ...but the deed itself is good intentions... ...but without permission... ...Oh, my God! Confession!"　Ignoring the barking Jeanette, Marsha agrees. "Then, shall I ask you?"　All right!"Then can you bring it every two to three weeks? In the meantime, I'll clean up the net I kept before."`Then you'll bring the net you've used and take the clean one home!'"That's it,""It's very helpful that you always have a beautiful net."　Marsha has a smile of satisfaction. 　Have them bring me a net used for two weeks, keep it clean over the next two weeks, swap it for a clean net, and repeat this endlessly.It's like a cleaner leasing company. 　With this contract, the marine guild always has a clean net. "What do you think?""All right. Negotiations are done!"　He held back Marsha's hand, which he held out, and the contract was completed. 　And before she let go, Marsha leaned back and whispered in her ear: "I can accommodate fish to some extent,"　It's a gracious offer. 　They say they will lend us fish by stealing the eye of a peddler's guild. "I hope you will take good care of me so long as I can't keep an eye on the peddler's guild.""Leave it to me!""And then,"　I'll tell you something important. "I'll get rid of the garbage caught in the net.""Yes, please.""So don't forget to take away the fish? I'm not confident in my judgment, so it's very likely that I'll get rid of the good fish.""You have a good eye...?"　After a moment's thought, Marsha exclaimed, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" "If you need the amount of fish you're going to notice in a peddler's guild, you might accidentally forget to take a big catch of fish out of the net.""Well, then I'll just "take care of it" quietly.""Yes, then, I will transfer the rights of the things caught in the net to Mr. Jiro during the repair period.""Thank you, then, I'll keep this net right away.""Yes! Nice to meet you!"　Having such a conversation with Marsha, I head to the courtyard with a net thrown out on the floor. 　The courtyard has a lot of space, water and tubs. 　...hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe. "All right!"　I screamed in spite of myself. 　That's true, isn't it? 　What have you always wanted? You've got that right. 　When are you going to raise your voice here without a cry of joy? "...I finally got it... ...kombu! And Wakameyeh!"　Yes!　This net is tightly intertwined with seaweed. 　There are seaweed, seaweed, and even ogonori. If you do it well, you might even make your own glue.ori. 　Most importantly, kelp has a huge presence!　With this, you can make soup!　This is where my real aim lay. 　Fish in the sea are not bad, but their scarcity makes them very expensive. 　Then it would be hard to sell at the Yodamari-tei. 　Seaweeds only have to play a role of attracting customers. 　But kelp, this isn't it. 　Dashi goes well with soup, boiled food, and rolled eggs. 　And it's also the soup that determines the taste of the food. 　In this town, meat is the main source of soup stock. It is rich in flavor and powerful enough to captivate what you eat. However, if you keep eating, you will feel heavy. 　However, the plain yet flavorful soup stock of kelp soup stock is just right for a regular diet. 　I don't stand out, but I want you to stay with me. It's perfect for that kind of food. 　It's a dish that makes you want to eat every day, and it's a taste that Yodamari-tei should aim for. 　As soon as I saw this net, I thought, "I want this kelp and seaweed!" 　Seaweed could have been bought at the garbage collection guild. 　After all, the peddler's guild said, "Don't sell fish." Seaweed is out of range. 　But seaweed in this world is a worthless garbage. 　It was the philosophy of the establishment of a garbage collection guild to buy garbage that no one would buy, but if you don't need people, you don't have to give money to things that you throw away. 　You can pick it up after the owner relinquishes his ownership, and it's free. 　On top of that, they even came with a 'reward' of sea fish. 　I was able to get both a large amount of seaweed and sea fish without any money. 　Can't you stop screaming?　Now you can drink seaweed miso soup!　After freshly cooked white rice, I have regained another Japanese heart!　Seaweed miso soup is the soul of the Japanese! Seaweed is the best!　Is this by any chance?　Is it because Delia's uniform looked just like her sister in full bloom in Japanese anime pants?　Is that why seaweed came in from over there?　So, if possible, we should honor the achievements. "Delia's Punchra is the best!""Huh!"　The moment I shouted, I heard a strange voice from behind me. 　...I don't like the timing...it might be the perfect timing, but...　Looking back nervously... ...there was Delia. 　Beyond that, Jeanette and Estella..."Ya, Jiro..."　Delia's face is as red as ever before. "No... no... this is... this is... this is... this is... that's good, in a sense.""Jillo's, etch!""'Rock!'"　Delia's fist was struck to the top of her head. 　Isn't that a place where you can push it off, or even if you go, it's a flat hand?　I don't think there's a rock, rock, rock...　Delia ran away with a bright red face, but I can't afford to say "Wait!" or "Misunderstand!" and so on. I cry when I open my mouth. It hurts. Anyway, it hurts. ...I cry. 　Then I crouched down and reached out.When I look up, it's Jeanette's... ...oh, you're really nice. Only Jeanette is nice to me at times like this..."Mr. Jiro, ... repent."　He grabbed me by the wrist and took me straight to church. 　It was time for the shop to close down... for an hour I was canned in the confession of the church confession room. "I thought the national animation Punchra was safe because it wasn't erotic at all," Bertina said honestly, "I'm not sure, but ... I think Mr. Yashiro is at the end of something," and was looked at as if he were looking at a disappointing child. 　...I don't like it. I really don't like it.