Activities to solicit sponsorship for the festival take place in the mornings and evenings, avoiding business hours during the day and night. 　You have to turn efficiently within a limited amount of time, so you use your brain very much. "Where shall we go in the afternoon?""That's right, brother, what Mr. Paula was referring to, 'The area where there were sightings!'"　As I sit down, Loretta peeps in behind me looking at the map and points to a certain area. 　Hey! There are no artisans, let alone shops, around there, are there? I mean, there aren't even private houses. 　There's nothing to be gained from going there. Loretta is such a plaything. Hahaha. "Are you going around other than restaurants?"　Estella, who was acting separately in the morning, joins us to discuss the current situation and future policies. 　Estella seems to be getting a lot of sponsors. They will paint out the approved areas with blue ink. Both East and West have more blue areas. "Festivals attract people. They seem to have spread to the 40th arrondissement along Imelda and Umaro, and they are expected to attract customers. Then you have to sell folk crafts and craftsmanship that you don't usually see in the spotlight.""Oh! Look here, brother! There's a magic shop here! Do you want to buy a charm?""I see. You certainly don't see magician's goods. Do you sell them?""Oh, 'We sell these strange things' is one of the pleasures of the festival. When I was a kid, I bought a doll that made a strange sound when I shook it.""What do you use it for?""You can't use it any more. It's just a 'pep!'""I don't need it, very much.""But it's fun to even buy such strange things at festivals. Memories are nothing.""I wonder if that's the case,"　Estella bows her eyebrows and wails, bending her upper body straight up.k.a. straighten her spine. "Tea, please."Oh, thank you, Jeanette."　Estella turns to Jeanette for bringing her tea at the right time. 　I've just been thirsty. "Do you sell that 'pe' doll?""I won't sell it. I won't sell it.""I want it, 'Pet' doll,"　In the first place, there's no such thing as that, but... I think I'd really like to buy it up... ...or the courtyard "are" as soon as possible."　Well, we've already got a secret plan in place for that. How do we start talking... how do we convince you? . . ."Oppa! If you're a doll, how about a girl's 'are' doll that's going to be a big hit right now?""'Ale'?" Loretta, why on earth is 'Ale'?""Yes, Jinet! Is there anything you want?""What do you want?"　Force Jeanette, who was dangerously about to step on a mine, into this side. 　Look what's going on, Jeanette. The woman you've just tried to talk to... You're itching to talk, aren't you? The right way to deal with this is to let go of the guy who's creating the aura of listening. 　Well, you're diverting from the subject and puffing up your cheeks. 　As expected of a hamster! You've got a big cheek-bag. "Well...Recently, I have come to wish there were flowers.""Flower?""Yes. I was wondering if we could plant beautiful flowers in the garden and greet our customers comfortably.""So it's a flowerbed. Then there's a bricklayer living here."　Estella says, pointing to a corner of the map. 　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . there."Slightly!? Slightly!? Big brother, you're in trouble! The bricklayer's residence is in the neighborhood where you saw 'That'! I feel something fateful!"　Estella... you're acting like you're walking in a minefield blindfold. "Mr. Loretta, something happened around here...""But Jeanette, why did you think of a flower all of a sudden? Isn't there something to do with it?""What? Oh, yes. Actually, Mr. Imelda came to our store the other day."　in danger 　Jeanette is so kind that even a guy who is dancing a mixer of Oklahoma alone in a minefield with dynamite all over his body approaches her. 　I'll have to stop him. "I was a little depressed by the absence of Mr. Jiro.""Oh, you seem to like that girl a lot.""Don't tell me,"　Estella gives me a cold stare, but it doesn't make sense to me. 　What I like is their own way, and I don't know if they like it in the first place. "And I told you instead,"　What?　After all, he just wants someone to take care of him. 　Someone like the loggers in the Woodman Guild is not a complete yes man. "Mr. Imelda has been given gifts by many men for her beauty, and she has received so many bouquets of flowers that the room becomes a forest."　That's amazing. You should just go back to nature.What's wrong with a man who sends a bouquet of flowers to a woman?　That's not enough. It'll be ruined in a couple of days. And it's expensive. "This is for you.""Oh, it's pretty"? Kay! Kay! Kay... Kay! Kay!"So it's a bit of a problem to become a forest, but I thought that if there were beautiful flowers in front of the store, it would entertain customers.""If there were flowers blooming in front of the shop and I looked at them saying, 'You're beautiful,' there might be more people in the corner of my eyes."　Imelda's boast often led me to such a pure idea. 　Imelda must have been worthless of boasting about. 　Genet has envy, but no envy. It must be a boring conversation partner for those who want to brag about it. 　Ah, it's OK to ignore the hamster girl who breaks into our sight. "A shop surrounded by flowers is beautiful, isn't it?"Do you think so?""I think! ...but when I want another spice... ...there's a black shadow in the corner of my vision.""Isn't it hard to take care of?""I like taking care of the plants,"　Well, Genet might be. 　And Estella looks at me with a big smile on her face. ... What's with her eyes?　Then, turning to Jeanette, I was stuck with this. "If the restaurant flourishes, Jeanette may have a man who brings flowers to her. Jeanette is cute."　He glances at me as he says such a thing. 　...what? What do you mean?　If you have anything to say, I'd say it clearly, but here. "Oh, no. I'm not at all...""No, no. It's soothing to watch, the food is delicious, the food is witty... I think a man with a good eye will soon be able to see it.""The eyes of the eye... the eyes of the eye... the man has seen it... the black shadow of the darkness.""If that happens, don't raise money to buy flowers. He's a business-friendly man. You'd better pay more and more."　What did you think would happen to me?　What do you want to do, Estella? 　A teenager might be upset by a word like that... unfortunately, I... I'm a teenager now. 　Anyway, there's nothing I can do if Jeanette is approached by someone. 　That's all Jeanette has to do with deciding what to do with it.........　Don't get angry, this story. "More than that, it's a festival. We're talking about what we sell at the festival. Can we sell flowers at the festival?""I'm sorry. I'm off the track because I said something unnecessary.""No, no, sir. It's not a bad thing to go off the rails. You have to be careful about wandering around losing sight of where you're going . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ..""No, Jeanette. I'm the one who talked to you, so that's all right. It's no apology."　I tell Jeanette that I don't care. 　The only ones to blame are the red-haired flatterer, who led the story in a funny direction, and... the hamster girl, who is reluctant to give up. "Sorry, Jeanette. I meant it as a joke.""No. Don't worry.""If I have to worry about something, I'm very curious about something now. The black shadow...""So Estella. Does the bricklayer make a flowerbed?""Yes. He's the only bricklayer in 42 wards, and he's making good things. Our flowerbeds use that brick, but they're not the real ones, are they?""Real... yes, I saw her. She certainly had a black shadow in front of her!""If you were so good at it, you might as well hear a rumor...""Oh! Rumor? You said a good keyword! That's right! Rumor! Rumor! To find out the rumor...""Not many people in the 42 wards can even spend money on flower beds. There's too little demand.""You're not bragging about it in a roundabout way, you little rich man,""I don't mean it. ... I'm very poor now."　said Estella, sobbing. 　Loretta makes a deafening gesture behind it. "Oh! ...I can hear a woman sobbing from somewhere..."　That's Estella. 　I'll be right in front of you. "Then I think I'll have the bricklayer open a shop,""Are you going to sell bricks at the festival."Even if it doesn't sell well, just seeing the actual thing will be a good advertisement. You have to spread it."　That will eventually support the tax revenues of the 42 wards...maybe. "If you talk about spreading it, the rumor that is spreading around the town...""Then you'd better go and see the bricklayer. What should I do? I'll go.""Yes! Yes! Yes! I! My brother and I are going! I will go through the whole area carefully!""... Loretta, my dear fellow... ...can't be discouraged."　Oh, it's tangled. 　When you acknowledge his presence, you lose, Estella. "Well, I'll do my best to check it out, brother! Oops! Strangely, time is evening! Isn't it about time that the shining shadow was seen!? Just the right time!""... Mr. Jiro? What is Mr. Loretta talking about?""It's a silly rumor. Don't worry about it.""Is that so?""Slightly!? Are you curious, manager? Are you curious? So listen to the strange light that floats on a dark night... and the story of the black shadowy woman standing in it...""Huh!"　Jeanette doesn't seem to be good at scary stories either. 　Good! You can use this!"Hey, Loretta. Don't try to scare the manager! What's the most respected act in this store?""... Jiro, don't you blame Jeanette for that just because you're scared?"　Ha ha, what are you saying, Estella? 　Are you saying I'm scared?　Even though ghosts are dead tails, misjudgments of sleepers, and are nothing more than fiction for making money for some dubious self-styled psychic figures. "Oh! Why is nobody listening!? I want to talk to you!"　You may want to tell me, but I don't want to hear it at all!　Read the mood! Guess!"Oh, there's something lively about it,""Oh, Mr. Becko. Hello."　Becko comes to the store, and Jeanette goes to serve customers right away. 　After a short greeting to Jeanette, Becko immediately came to me. "I heard you, Mr. Jiro, that you are going to do something interesting again.""Oh, no, I didn't tell you. I thought there would be no problem with the report afterwards report.""You can think of it, but it's a little shocking to hear it face to face!""Oh, I'm sorry. I'm wondering if I can treat you roughly.""No, that's why! As I have just said, you may think...!""Oh, yes. Give me a lot of candles.""You've become careless in your way of asking!? No, if it's Mr. Jasilo's request, I don't mind offering it!"　All right. Now we can secure the candles. "I was complaining that Imelda was dark. If possible, I'd like to keep candles on that street. It's like a lantern instead of an outside lamp."　Then the road will be somewhat brighter. "No, it's impossible. We'll run out of candles.""...what?"　No, because you..."I told you you're doing too much!""There's a lot of stuff going on, but if you use it every night, it's going to run out of stock in a few months, isn't that what Mr. Jasilo calls the street?"　... Ma, really?　No, because Mormat's vegetables are harvested in droves, they can get a lot of beeswax every day. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."However, we can prepare enough to make the festival day very colorful. We will still let everyone enjoy the beautiful candlelight."　......only on festival days.........so I'm going to make them more flashy than they need to be, get them excited, and let them know where the branch is, "You know, it's so bright!?" and I'm just going to focus on that...I think I'm going to be able to push myself out of it anyway...because Imelda, she's quite a fool's daughter. 　...Oh, when it comes to stupid girls. "Oh, stupid girl,""That's too much, Mr. Yashiro!""Who's your daughter?""Oppa, you're talking too much.　Oops... I wonder if there were three people who were aware of it."Well... Jeanette,""Is it me!? That's too much, Mr. Yashiro!""Well... wasn't it me?""I'm mistaken. I left it early."　two dumb girls in relief "As Becko just said, on the day of the festival, we are going to use a large number of candles to light up the lights.""Yes, I'm looking forward to it.""And, as Becko said, there are not endless candles.""Well, you have to use it carefully.""I mean, Beckho says...""Isn't Mr. Jillo... trying to impose something on me?"　Yes, don't let in any unnecessary tricks. 　You just have to shut up and say, "Yes, Mr. Jiro is right." 　......you can't say it if you're silent!? You're a contradictory fellow. "Becko, that's a misunderstanding. It's just my imagination.""Is that so? I have a bad feeling...""'I have a bad feeling'?""Oh... Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh."'You're saying it's a misunderstanding, but I have a bad feeling,'""Yes, indeed...""'I don't know what it is, but I don't like it,'I have a hunch that …, right?""Why, what is this feeling?""Cupin! Hey! Do you have a bad feeling?"　Good! You got caught by the Loretta sensor, Becko!　So you're a victim. Talk to Loretta for a while. "Sasasasasasasasasasasasasasasasasasasasasasasasasas"What!? Mr. Loretta!?""When I think about it, I have a bad hunch that... ...there's a story like this... ...in fact, a woman in the middle of the night..."　All right, before long. "Genet, the ghost story started over there, so let's move a little.""Well, yes. I don't like scary stories."　Then, leaving Loretta and Becko behind, we move from seat to seat. "And then, as I said before,""Yes,"　I sit back in my seat and talk to Jeanette, who was sitting face to face with me. 　Estella, who sits next to Jeanette, casts a skeptical look at her, but leaves her alone now. "A candle is precious. It can't be wasted.""Yes, I think so.""And I think that if there is anything that has been wasted, the reuse of it is an excellent measure, both environmentally and emotionally friendly, of the poor lords of the 42 wards.""...what? Well... what do you mean?""I'll melt my wax statue and recycle it into a festival candle.""What, what, what, what!?"　Stand up, Jeanette, scream. 　. . . . . . . . . . that much?"...I was surprised...""Well, Mr. Manager... screams at a very good time... even I was surprised..."　There seems to be some secondary damage going on over there, but it doesn't matter now. "Calm down Jeannette. Originally, that statue belongs to Becko. I keep it here now, but I have to return it if he needs it.""Well... that's right, I don't know... ...that it melts."　Jeanette plunges into a chair, absentmindedly. 　be completely white in flames "So... so cute..."　I still don't understand that, but..."This is also to enliven the festival and entertain the people of the Forty-two wards. It is for our personal reasons to monopolize the precious wax... I think it is a little different.""... well,""Well, Jeannette. Things certainly have memories. I know you cherish those wax statues. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .".........that's a wonderful thing.""Well, for the sake of everyone's smiles... ...we'll work together, won't we?""………………Yes. All right.""ZE☆, which I thought Genet would understand.""... Hey, Jiro. How long are you going to keep talking that disgusting way?"　Estella gazes at me with her eyes. 　Hey, don't look at me like that. 　Genet has convinced me at the moment. 　Anyhow, I'm going to whistle and try to deceive her, but Estella rises up and walks around to my side by side. 　utter a somewhat spiny voice in one's "In short, you just wanted to throw away your wax statue for such a good reason?"　Hahaha! What are you talking about, Mr. Estella? 　It's obvious!　There are twenty-seven wax statues in the courtyard that look so disgustingly like me."　Every day I passed through the courtyard, I felt depressed. Recently, the chickens I keep in the courtyard stopped singing in the morning. The stress of wax statues must be the cause. 　There's nothing like throwing away such abominable things at once and for all!"Then I'll have Magda carry me to-day,""Come to think of it, where did Magda go? I haven't seen her today.""...I was selling popcorn.""Oh my gosh!"　Estella freaks out at Magda's timely appearance behind her. "... Mr. Estella... this screams again at the perfect time... I thought my heart would stop...""Oh, are you doing it on purpose... all of you..."　Once again, there seems to have been secondary damage to the seats over there, but of course it's ignored. "...I've heard of it. I'll carry out the wax statue.""How long have you been there?""...from around where Jillo was saying, 'You can't compete without Magda, can you?'""Oh, that's weird. There doesn't seem to be a phrase in my brain memory."　It's hard to deal with this guy because he makes jokes with a straight face."...it's preferable that the courtyard be enlarged. ...a little disappointed, though."　......that's a joke, isn't it?"So, Baekho! Take that wax statue and make it into a candle.""What!? Are you going to take all of them home by yourself!""... Magda will help.""Oh, I can't help it. Then, right away.""Oh......the black shadow...""Oh, my God!""Poooooooo! Your face is so funny!"　What are they playing with?　Well, anyway, I was able to solve one of my concerns. 　all right, all right. "Yasilo..."　I'm drunk with satisfaction, and Estella snaps my jaw. 　Beyond it stood a dented ginet. "...there's nothing I can do about it... ...I know in my head... ...oh, but...."　Oh... I'm down more than I imagined. "Well... Jeanette?""...I was selfish, though I didn't get it in the first place... I was just attached to it on my own."　I can't find a word to say...　She snaps in and Estella blames me in a whisper. "...what are you going to do?""...what are you going to do?""...you don't mean to leave it alone, do you?""...do you want me to do something about it?""... the festival is something that everyone in the 42 wards can smile from the bottom of their hearts, right? Didn't you say it yourself?""...I understand,"　Well, I don't like Jeanette's lack of energy. 　............Oh, no. It's just for operating profit, isn't it? If the atmosphere in the cafeteria gets heavy, it's going to get across to customers, so there's a risk that they'll be out of sight...that's right.　Yes, that's too dull!　Who am I making excuses for? 　We can get Jeanette back on track, right?　So you have no complaints!?　Let's do it!　......I really didn't want to use it... ...but if I could, I would have kept it out of the public eye... ...but I couldn't help it. "Genet"."...what?""I don't know if it's possible, but I've made something like this instead of that wax statue."　I take out a secret weapon from a bag hanging around my waist that will fix Jeanette's mood at once. 　I carried it with me all the time so that this day would come. "Oh, my gosh!"　The moment I saw her, Jeanette's big eyes began to sparkle. "Oh.........you're so cute!"　Then, look intently at the 10-centimeter-high sole on the table. 　He squatted down, clapped his hands on the table, and gazed at it like a peep. "Oh, it's Mr. Jiro!""...isn't your head a little too big?""It's a two-and-a-half-headed size,""You're so cute! You're so cute! You're so cute!"　Finally, I pick it up and look at my deformed figure from various angles. 　It's an imitation of the 2.5-headed figure made in Japan, too. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."...I want Magda, too.""Oh? There's Magda's, too.""...!?"　Magda's ears "pink!" and its tail "pink!" 　Are you so happy?"Here's the Magda 2.5-headed version."　I take a magda figure out of my bag. I'm confident it's cute. "...that's not the case,"　Huh? Magda's ears and tail drooped like "Telelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelelele 　You didn't like it?"...but it'said he.　I don't think so. 　I don't know what to do with him. "Do you have your share?"　Jeanette asks me like she's about to dance. "Oh, for now, I've made something close to you know.　As I spoke, I took out Estella and Loretta figures from Jeanette and laid them out on the table. "So cute!"　Jeanette began to dance. 　...I really started dancing. "You're not lonely anymore, are you?""Yes! Thank you, Mr. Jiro!""Put it up in your room.""I'll put it up in the cafeteria."In the room," said he, "you put it on display?""Yes, yes... I'll decorate the room."　I'm ashamed of this shit, can you expose it to the public? "... to Magda, too,""Bo, do you want some?""Brother! Give it to me, too."It's ya, maendokusai! How long do you think it took to make this?""...then I won't carry the wax,""Well, you can line up the street where the festival is held.""By the way, I'll tell you a special scary story by my bedside.""Are you all demons!"　I have a lot of work to do!　I don't have time to make things like this..."Yes! Baekho, can you imitate this?"`It's none of your business!'"... I did it,""I'll give you a compliment,""Thank you very much, sir!""Oh... all of them were praised from above..."　Well, anyway, I'm glad Jeanette is in a good mood. 　Despite her three daughters making detailed orders to Becko, Jeanette holds me and her figure in her hand and looks at it affectionately. "Do you like it?""Yes, very much."　smile with delightfully 　This will pay off the hard work that took several days. 　I'll give you some special information for now that it's time. "That figure of Jeanette.""Yes,""""You can enjoy looking into your pants as they are reproduced right up to the inside of your skirt.""""What are you doing!"`I've kept my pants in skates!'"Oh! Confession!"　Jeanette's voice echoed and the city went down quietly.