It was the moment the history of the giant city of All Bloom was redone. 　It's been a long‐cherished wish, and most importantly, a symbol of hope, in other words, "the wisdom of mankind." 　Such a wonderful thing has been completed. 　My long‐cherished wish has come true at last. "... at last... it's been a long and difficult journey."　It's not tears that go down my cheeks. 　It is a fragment of remembrance, a sign that the suffering and despair I have experienced so many times have been cleansed..."Well, shall we try it?"　Well... ...with all my senses...　I pulled the lever attached to the side of the white body in the direction marked 'small'. 　Jozaber.........kop-kop-kop-kop-kop-kop-kop-kop-"...success..."　Finally...　At last.........oh!　A flush toilet was set up at Yodamari-tei!　Ever since I came to this world, how many times have I been scared of going to the bathroom in the middle of the night?　In any case, the lack of sewage in this city was to blame. 　In restaurants, it was considered prohibited and insane to have toilets, stools, and toilets indoors, which smell bad. 　It's not just a restaurant. In this town, it was speculated that toilets were secretly set up behind houses. 　Moreover, the clumsy equipment, called the "toilet," is just a hole dug deep in the ground, and when it's not in use, the wooden lid is just popped up! Or when it's in use, it's "holding it open with your hands"...this pain!　Disgusting smell, the sight in the hole that I don't want to see... and the fear that I can't get rid of...　And I've been tortured to this day...! Can I cry?　But then!　Now that the sewage system is complete! What are you afraid of?　Toilet in a restaurant? Of course.　　Filthy? Unhygienic? Bad smell?　Ha! What are you talking about?　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .""...it's amazing...it's so beautiful, it doesn't smell at all, and it's kind of...stylish..."　Jeanette, who is in the newly built toilet with me, moistens her eyes with emotion. 　... you two didn't go into the bathroom and do anything, did you?　I was just teaching Jeanette, the person in charge here, how to use the flush toilet. "Bo, show me!""... the manager, change."`I want to see it, too!'　Estella, Magda and Loretta line up excitedly in front of the toilet. 　I wonder if it was like this when flush toilets were first introduced in Japan.　More than the hamsters had imagined, the sewage work was completed significantly earlier than expected. 　In less than two months, however, the sewage system covering the 42 wards had been completed. 　A sewage treatment plant was then set up near the outer wall of the river leading to the sea. 　The process of treating sewage is similar to water filtration, where sewage collected into the treatment plant through sewage pipes is first collected into a huge tank, where it is laid down quietly to precipitate large impurities. 　Then move along the slow-flowing waterway to a different tank about three times. 　We cleanse sewage in the process, and microorganisms clean it up. This is definitely different from drinking water. 　We extract the microorganism from sawdust. 　This is a familiar technique in Japan, such as using a toilet with a low odor and a sawdust filter. 　Thanks to their good work, the purified sewage becomes colorless and odorless. It was more effective than I imagined. ... In other worlds, microorganisms may be powerful. 　So!　That's it!　The sewage has led to the creation of a flush toilet in the Yodamari-tei. 　At first I tried to make it something like a toilet that didn'　Thanks to the hard work of the hamsters, the construction was completed in advance. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 　Designed, bye, me. 　Made, in, here. 　It's not necessarily fluorine processing or ceramics antibacterial, but Umaro asked a skilled stone carpenter to make a toilet bowl. 　Cleaning takes a lot of time, but I don't care! I'm going to brush it up too!　Anyway, the toilet here...　It's a Western style toilet bowl!　You don't have to squat any more!　You can sit down a little!　Civilized Banzai!　I've never rubbed my cheek on a toilet seat in my life. I can't believe how lovely it was! "Where does this water come from?"　Estella comes running water to ask. 　Don't waste your money. It's plainly troublesome. "It's basically rainwater filtered out. Well, if it doesn't rain, we'll pump it up from the well."　A huge water tank is mounted on the roof of the toilet, where rainwater is stored. A simple filter is installed at the bottom of the tank, taking into account the potential for impurities such as fallen leaves and dust, from which water is removed and flushed into the toilet. 　The rest is almost the same as the restrooms in Japan. 　Fill the tank behind the toilet bowl with water for one time and flush it next time. 　When water is used, the "float" inside the tank sinks and the lever is lifted up by the principle of lever, and the gate of the waterway leading to the outside water storage tank opens and the water flows into the inside tank. 　When the tank is filled with water, the 'float' rises again and covers the channel. 　If you're not sure, take a look at the toilet tank at home. You'll be impressed, with a little regret, by saying, "This is how it works." 　... Huh? Regret? Oh, I think I'll... The tank is pretty dirty, too. 　Water is charged into the outside water tank using a fishing bottle attached to a waterway drawn from a well. 　It's not difficult: you attach a pulley to the height of the tank, pull the string, and the tub of water will go up there. If you come to the top, it will tilt and fill the tank.But... filling up the water tank is quite a laborious task.　Incidentally, when there is not much left in the water storage tank, the internal device makes a "kang!" sound. It is similar in principle to the "floating" of the tank, and when the water level drops, the set pieces of wood strike the wooden boards. 　When the signal is given, they go around behind the scenes and draw up water. 　...far from being fully automatic. 　But it's a flush toilet! It doesn't smell hygienic because it flows through sewage!　Even in the middle of the night, I'm not scared because I'm indoors!　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . "And yet... there's a bathroom in the room... it's strange, after all."　Estella gives that impression after a brief look at the flush toilet. 　Then, with a touch of embarrassment, he said: "Are you sure you're all right? Uh, the sound, the smell, etc."Then you can try it. Now, don't hesitate to!""Can't you do it in front of so many people!"　What's wrong with you? You're saying you'll lend me a loan. "Yasilo, the pasta is ready.""Oh, thank you. I'm going now.""Pasta again? You really like it.""That's not it! It's a new menu we've made. It's a waste of time if we don't make it popular!"　With Estella shrugging my shoulders, I went out of the bathroom where four of us had been crammed. "Yes, thank you for waiting.""Oh, it looks delicious!"　When I sit down at the table, Jeanette puts meat sauce pasta in front of me. 　I decided to add pasta to the menu, saying that I could make it if I had flour, but it didn't sell at all. 　First of all, nobody knows pasta. 　If it's a picture, you can paste it on the menu and advertise, "This is what you eat!" but there's no such thing as a picture in this world. 　"Well, then, I drew it.""...brain?" he was snapped away by Magda. 　It's an aside that I thought Magda knew the shape of the brain in this underdeveloped world of medicine. 　It wasn't bad. I was so imaginative that I could copy Yukichi Fukuzawa without a minute's notice... Oh, well, don't ask me about it in detail. 　Anyway, he's good at drawing. When I compared the picture with the real one, everyone said, "It looks like me." "I'm good at drawing." 　But... when I show it to "The Man Who Knows Pasta," they don't understand what this is. It's a "somewhat soggy and disgusting picture." The meat sauce on the pasta is also red, thick and exquisitely mixed with chopped vegetables... it was very unpopular. 　Then there was nothing I could do about it, so I went on a strategy to show the real thing. 　In other words, I'll actually eat it when the guests come in like this. Look delicious!"Yeah! It's delicious! As expected, Jeanette!""Thank you,"　In fact, it's so well made that I don't think I've just learned how to make it. It tastes great. On the contrary, it's more delicious than any other restaurant I've ever eaten in Japan. 　…but… "Oh, there's something unusual about it... Oh, I'm a salmon set meal.""This is a daily change,""Yes! Wait a minute!"　...the 42 wards are too conservative......they don't have the guts to try anything other than the taste they've learned...this will kill the pasta. 　Pasta is easy to enjoy, has a wide variety of flavors, and is an easy-to-handle dish that can be prepared in a single shop. It's very painful to chew in its basic meat sauce. 　We have to make it a standard menu somehow..."Are you tired of the same thing every day?"　Estella, who came back after enjoying the bathroom, sits across from me. "I'm tired of it! I'm tired of it! Pasta is about once a week.""I've been eating pasta for about two weeks. ... I'm getting tired of watching it.""If you think so, you should cooperate with the public relations campaign. If you can eat it, you'll be as successful as tacos!""Well... I don't know about that."　Estella's expression is dull. "I've had it once, too... pretty normal."What's normal!""Is it a new emotion? There's no such thing, and it feels like it's just a light discovery like 'Oh, there's such a dish.'""It must be delicious, but pasta!""I didn't say it wasn't delicious! But I think it's worth asking for."　Ku... these guys... aren't the rules that Japanese food is unconditionally very popular when brought into a different world!?　What's that subtle evaluation?"Because this sauce tastes the same as tacos. It's not fresh.""Tacos are tomato sauce, and this is meat sauce!""What's the difference? The salsa sauce is good, so I guess that's all right with me.　... why? 　If pasta were a hit... ...it would make a profit!"... Jillo is in a hurry."　Magda pats me on the back of my head in agony. 　......No, wait. Didn't you just wipe your hands with me?"...Yodamari-tei's sales are falling.""Is that so?"　The truth is that Magda is right. 　Sales at Yodamari-tei have fallen in recent days. 　for..."...because prices have returned to fair prices.""What? Why do sales drop if prices are reasonable?""………………Now?"　Is that the limit of magda? 　I can't help it, so I'll take over the explanation from here. "Yangdaljeong used to buy large quantities of ingredients through garbage collection guilds 'at a significantly lower price' but due to changes in the peddling guilds, the ingredients of the mahmats producers are traded at reasonable prices, and as a result, they no longer turn into garbage collection guilds."　To be exact, some of the mahmats are paying attention to it. "Ingredients purchased from peddling guilds are reasonably priced, so they spend more than before. This will automatically reduce profits because the menu at the restaurant is at a stationary price.""I see. But didn't the field of Mormat expand a lot, thanks to the work of the hamsters?"　The hamsters who had left it to Mormat were already doing their best, digging up the land where it had been sleeping and sublimating it into a beautiful field, planting vegetables one after another, and the next harvest, when it was going to be a disaster, Mormat was beating the drum. "Can't Yangdari-tei give priority to dealing with vegetables made by hamsters? Then, wouldn't it be better if we wait a little longer?""The vegetables are for donation to the church. We have to buy the restaurant portion from the peddler's guild.""I see...""And there's another problem,""What?"　The benefits of a peddling guild starting to trade at a fair price are not limited to producers. 　Businessmen and sole proprietors had also benefited greatly. 　In other words, it was the opposite of Yodamari-tei, and the purchase price dropped significantly. 　That's why every restaurant has slashed the price of their food and even upgraded the content of their previously cut dishes. 　Restaurants near the main street are booming, with lower prices and more delicious food than ever before. 　Only the regulars who used to go to the Yodamari-tei and the Magdalists appeared. "You're lagging behind because of the sense of value."　Before we knew it, Loretta had joined our circle. 　Hey! Why don't you just leave the guests alone and talk... ...no guests..."Everyone, if you eat it, you go home as soon as you eat it"."Perhaps we're out drinking. We don't have any.""Why don't you put it down?""It's Genet's policy."　Jeanette's policy. That is, Jeanette's grandfather's policy. 　Well, alcohol is a source of trouble, and we are a restaurant, not a bar. There is also a judgment that we don't leave alcohol behind. "But I don't have any guests..."　a clean shop 　The weather is fine today, so the window is open, but it's very quiet around. 　There are only a few people passing by, and the occasional wind swings through the plants. 　...to come here and be troubled by the location again. 　Yodamari-tei is such a restaurant that only customers say, "Let's go to Yodamari-tei!" 　There are almost no visitors who drop by. "...Magda, do you want a meat spa?""...I'll eat it."　I leave the meat sauce pasta to Magda, which I'm fed up with every day. 　Indirect kiss? Oh, I don't know. It's like Magda. It's like my servant now. "……indirectly, midly……"　Well, Mr. Magda. 　　Will you stop muttering those things and staring at me afterwards?　That's embarrassing as you know...　I slumped at my desk in a feeling of weakness. 　Ah, now... I want to go to bed with you know. "But when did you resume your dealings with the peddler's guild, when you had only had such a flamboyant clash two months ago?"　Estella, which has been busy with sewage-related things these days, seems to lack a lot of information. 　Two months ago, I and Assund had a head-to-head confrontation. 　After various procedures and dozens of guild chiefs' meetings, the peddlers' guilds and residents of the 42 wards resumed their production activities within a new framework. 　Why don't you do that? 　The benefits Assund had been exploiting repeatedly were overtaken in just a week. 　The economy revitalized as a result of thorough, fair and equitable transactions. 　After selling vegetables at a high price, Mormat will use the profits he has earned to start cultivating new fields, thereby increasing production and increasing profits in the future. 　As I mentioned earlier, restaurants have succeeded in attracting a large number of customers. 　And the customers are starting to loosen their purse strings as their jobs are getting better, wages are rising, and their pockets are getting warmer. 　　Everything is rolling in the right direction. 　He came to see me last week with the biggest smile he had ever seen..."No! Mr. Jiro! No, Mr. Jiro! I've decided to stick with you in the future! I can't believe that the world will change so much... I'll come with you when I'm promoted to Chuo Ward! You can do well in Chuo Ward! I guarantee you, my friend!"　He was attacked by greasy handshakes and hugs. 　For the time being, I dropped it into a sewer in our flush toilet under construction and put sand on it to bully him, but he seems to have been very fond of it. "Well... everything's going well, isn't it? ...except for Yodamari-tei."「…………」　Estella had no words to answer. 　I don't even have the energy to raise my head. "But the stalls are very successful, aren't they?"　I guess we've finished washing up. Jeanette joins our circle and brings up a relatively cheerful topic. "The collaboration project with Kantaltica seems to be going well, and although sales have dropped, there is still a chance to recover, I'm sure."　The optimistic manager saved me a little, greatly weakened... it makes me feel mixed. 　Jeanette's collaboration project is something I approached Paula about selling tacos from our shop. 　I'm not just renting a storefront. 　They arranged tacos a little spicy and seasoned them to go well with cold beer. 　That's why drinking Cantaltica's cold beer while eating our tacos will double the taste! 　Our intentions were right and our sales were good. Now, Yodamari-tei No. 2 is the mainstay of our company. 　Yodamari-tei No. 7 sells popcorn a little further away, and it is thriving mainly among children.But tacos and popcorn. It's impossible and very dangerous to support the store with such sales. 　If the tacos are mossy, they're all mossy. Then they won't be fashionable. 　look around a quiet old bird's‐eye 　When I first came here, it was a lonely sight like this..."...there will be a lot of people coming again. I'm sure."　The muttered words sounded like Jeanette was telling herself... ...that convinced me that you were feeling lonely in this situation. "I'm going to go and see the stall."What? Oh, yes. Be careful."　Backed by Jeanette's voice, I leave the store. 　Oh, my gosh. It's pathetic for you to talk big. 　It's hard to get up and down... It's not time for me to be so small. 　You promised, didn't you? Jeanette. He said, "I'm going to rebuild the Yodamari-tei." They said, 'We're going to make it a popular restaurant that attracts more customers.' "It's going to be a place where a lot of people gather every day." . . .　Recalling this, I hurried to the main street, feeling a strange sense of impatience. 　The main street was still crowded with depressed people. 　There are so many people coming out that I wonder where they usually hide themselves. ... Oh, it's annoying. 　Every one of them is very happy and happy. 　Do you mean you've got yourself to blame for this trouble? Give me a break, now. "Huh?"　...what is it is that?　Some of the people who pass by me secretly talk to me in the face. "Look at him, he's super handsome" ... or something like that?　... No, no. Over there, old man with a mustache is behaving in a similar way. 　Can't you bear to hear that old man with a mustache like that say, "I'm handsome?" 　... well, I did something that stood out on the high street. 　It's no wonder that some people remember my face. It's going to weather over time. 　People say seventy-five days. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . "Ah! Hey, hey!"Old man!"　While I was thinking along the street, I met my sisters who opened up shop in the middle of the main street. 　This is the seventh store, popcorn. 　Little children flock to me under the sweet smell. "Oh! How's it going? How's it going?`Zecko, zecko!'　These lively smiles of their sisters seem to be gaining popularity these days. 　No one ever refers to the hamsters as "slum dwellers." 　I'm sure I'll be in charge of the shop, too... or rather, I know. 　Where the sisters put out their stalls, there was a bodyguard that Assund had sent to keep an eye on in the shadows. 　I don't know if you're going to apologize for sending a mantis man or if you think it's more profitable to have me on your side, but they've been keeping a bodyguard without asking me. 　That's also a secret from me. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .　Well, I myself have no complaints about Assent as soon as possible, but I'll leave him a little more comfortable. "Oppa, can I go play when it's sold out?""What?""I don't care if it's sold out..."　It's rare for these guys to say they want to go out and play. 　The work itself is like an extension of play. That's what he wants to do. "Is there any place you want to go?""Yes!""Yes!"　get an overly energetic nod 　I'd like you to share this energy with me, just a little bit by little. "Well! In the square!""Yes! To the square!""There's a statue of a hero!""Yes!""A statue of a hero?"　The square is probably the central square at the end of this main street where street vendors open their shops. 　As I know of medieval wisdom, the church is in the center of the district, and the square in front of it is called the Central Square... the church here is in a very remote place. 　Therefore, the central square of the 42 wards is really just a square. 　It can't be a tourist attraction. It's just a big open space. If you have a street vendor, it'll be like a date spot...　I wonder if there was a statue there. 　What's more, too.　Ever since I came to this city, I've never heard of a heroic tale. 　Speaking of a different world, there are some mysterious legends left, and the success of heroes, brave men, light warriors, and so on, but there is no such thing in this city. 　At least, I've never heard of it. 　Well, I guess it's pretty much the case. 　Tales of heroes and legends are like I was a hero from a different world. 　…………………………………No way?　Suddenly, something cold runs over my back. 　I'mongering 　No, I thought... ...but..."I'm sorry! I remembered something urgent! Bye!"　I bid my sisters a short farewell and ran through the crowded main street. 　Away, towards the central square. 　and--"Well..."　--I saw it. "What's wrong with you?"　In the middle of the central square, where street vendors are opening in circles, there is a statue of a hero standing proudly. 　No, I'm not a hero!　This statue.........this is obviously........."Isn't it me!"　I don't know who did it for what...　My statue stood right in the middle of the central square. 　A statue just like me, with my left hand resting on my waist and my right arm slanting upward, is so embarrassingly dressed as to call it a 'hero leading the crowd.' 　What a joke is this? . . . . . . . ?