Night
　After the store closed, Assunt came to the Yodamari-tei.
　I had an appointment just after I got back from the 40th leg.
　When I told them that it was about sugar, they snapped at me immediately.
　We had a brief meeting there...to this day.

"No~ As expected, Mr. Jiro. I can't believe I'm already aiming for a sugar supply... This is really worthy of respectable. I'd even like to call you 'Ya-sama' in honor of you."
"If you're willing to pay homage, don't call it that way,"

　Assunt, who has been in a good mood ever since his appearance, is smiling with wrinkles on his pig face.
　He complained happily the other day that his laughter had increased.

　Even in the dim light, I could clearly confirm the laughter.
　The reason why the garden of the Yangdari-tei is dim is because the glowing bricks in the garden are covered with cloth to block the light. There is an atmosphere in which secret agreements are dimmed, but this is one of the directions.
　so that the enemy may easily be caught in a trap.

　I'm sitting with Assent sitting by the shop and I'm sitting with my back on the street.
　I don't know if there's such a thing in the garden, but it's a lower seat.

"Well, I've been promised a profit, but I couldn't touch it, sugar. I can't believe I can handle it... I've got to repay Mr. Jiro something."
"I'll repay you... then,"

　lean over a wooden round table in the garden and tell Assunt in a low voice.

"Take care of the calamities that are to come."
"What? ... a disaster?"

　A sweat trickles down Assund's cheek. That was the moment????

"Oh, my gosh!"

　With a cry, a man burst out of the darkness.
　Run behind me and shout even louder.

"I'm not going to die.
"Hi, hi, hi!"

　Ascent, sitting across the street, falls out of his chair with a pathetic scream.
　Perhaps he was paralyzed at the sight of a knife that had been lifted up. He's a man without courage.

　On the other hand, I--

"...Welcome to Yodamari-tei."

　It was easy.
　I expected this to happen... No, I made it happen.
　The man who stood behind me and was about to point a knife at my neck -- Percy.
　I lured this man, who was half-hearted and half-hearted, and who could act boldly if he became Isa.

"Mr. Jiro!"

　Assund's foul voice calls my name anxiously.
　I'd like to hear that in Jeanette's voice. I'm not happy at all.

　The moment I thought about it -- with a clink of metal.

"...don't harm Jillo,"

　Magda jumped out from under the table and beat Percy's knife off with a masakari.
　No one can beat Magda in speed. At the very least, I can assure you that it is not within my knowledge.

　At the same time, the cloth covered with the shiny brick is removed all at once.
　In an instant a dazzling light overflows into the garden.

"What's this, what's this?"

　Percy exclaims in surprise and hides his eyes in the sudden light. You're full of gaps, my dear.

"Let's not move,"
"...!?"

　Estella on standby points a knife to Percy's throat and warns him.
　I'm a checkmate.

"Did you fit it in?"

　In a husky voice, Percy grudges.
　Oh, that's right. I've got it in.
　I'm a swindler.

"I knew that if I hunted you down, you would act like this."

　People don't act very often when they're in need and out of action.
　Rely on someone, act like a yaplock... get rid of the obstacles.

"You're not going to run away from this world by yourself, because you're thinking about your sister. Absolutely not. So the only action you have to take is to destroy me."

　My eyes must have gradually gotten used to it. Percy puts down his arm covering his eyes and looks around.

　There are me, Assunt, Magda, Estella. and Jeanette and Loretta.
　It was Jeanette and Loretta who removed the cloth.

　Lured into the light, Percy glares at me like a beast.
　I feel like I'm about to jump at you.

"What do you want me to do?"
"I just want to talk to you," Sit down for now."

　Percy peels at me for recommending a chair.

"You're kidding me! I could have done it in that field during the day! Why did you bother...?"
"If you keep talking in the field, the Ariquis would know who you are."
"...what?"

　The anteater brothers, who had just gone to wash their hands, had returned relatively early.
　If we had kept on talking, the story would have ended in smoke.
　That won't do. You have to make a clean breast of it.

"Well, I wanted to speak calmly."
"...wouldn't it have been all right to talk in front of the Carey brothers? Even if you didn't go through this troublesome procedure..."
"Carey?"
"They're brothers of the smelly spinach farmer's Ariquis! You mean neck and tick! Remember the name! Poor thing!"

　No, I've never heard of it before.

"I don't tell them until it's all over."
"No way... are you going to exploit the Carey brothers?""Then what do you do? Are you qualified to say something?"
"…………Hey.........I've used their kindness to do this until now."

　Percy loosens his fist and nods weakly.
　It seems that the venom is gone at last.

　When I looked at Estella, she nodded a little and then moved her knife away.

"Sit down,"
"... oh,"

　Suggest a chair for Percy and I sit next to it.
　The seat across the street is Assault, but... he still rolls on the ground and hates it. Sit back in your chair, it's disgraceful.

　Now I'm going to look at Jeanette. So Jeanette nodded and went into the dining room, perhaps because she understood his intentions.

"I didn't have the option of breaking down what you had done there,"

　Sit down and start talking slowly.
　That's right. I couldn't do that.

"To the Aliquis, you are a 'good person' and a 'benefactor' who supported me. Regardless of the fact that they were being taken advantage of, they would be shocked if they found out that they had been deceived."
"…Yasilo, you say too much. It shouldn't be that bad."

　Magda follows.
　Well, I don't care how stupid they are, so I'll take it easy.

　As I was doing that, Jeanette came out of the dining room with tea.
　Be polite, everyone has a share.
　The others have to sit at another table prepared. Three of us are all right here.

"I wanted to have a moment. You must have had time to think about various things, and I needed to get my face together."
"...it made me think a lot, all sorts of things."

　Are you determined to give up?... muttered Percy in a desperate tone.
　Above all, I decided to kill one person, and it ended in failure. The process would have put a heavy strain on Percy's mind.
　Originally, he's not a bad guy. You can feel it in every part of the conversation.
　Chase him down, make him decide that that's all he can do, make him act, and fail.
　After cooling his head, what kind of emotion does he have in mind... "relief."
"Oh, I'm glad," I didn't have to kill him. I'm so glad I couldn't get it back."
　Percy's mind must be filled with such relief.

　Relief brings fatigue. It's called "I'm getting tired."

　In fact, Percy is now showing his weakness without concealing it.
　be completely defenseless It's like a carp on a chopping board.

　Just as a dry sponge sucks water in one gulp, as a lung emptied while swimming takes a breath, and after exhaustion, the force to absorb more air than usual.
　Percy, who has blown his emotions all at once, will now listen to us honestly.

"I want to distribute sugar. It's cheap and stable, too."

　It doesn't change, I tell you what I want.
　It's straight, not behind the scenes.

"...that's impossible, that's not it." I wish it would happen to me, too.

　rest one's elbows on the table and rest one's chin
　...Stop it, that languid feeling is like a gravure from an idol magazine, and it looks strangely good on me.

"My father... well, if you think about it now, it must have been for us... he's a man who wags his tail to the nobles... ...so it's only natural that he should kneel down." Sometimes he even bribed me to please him... ...when I was a kid, it looked terrible and ugly."
"Hey, that's enough of Assault's curse."
"Mr. Yashiro, you are the worst. I'm sorry, but I'd like to hear your story,

　Assund, who is likely to be able to bow unconcernedly for 1Rb, looks grim.
　All right, you just have to chuck your lips, don't you? Sentence

"Children are sensitive to such things, aren't they? That's why they're bullied quite a lot by the kids in the neighborhood...""We are the only ones who live a good life by flattering the nobles.
"I don't know what's wrong with that! You kid who made such a silly remark... Oops, I'd like to ask your kids if they're going to understand what you really mean and if they're going to understand the harshness of society now that you've grown up with... Excuse me, I'd like to ask them if they can say anything about it!"
"Ascent. I want to hear Percy, so shut up for a moment."

　It seems to have been an outrageous remark by Assault, who had no choice but to make money. But it's ignored.

"Well, in fact, my father made money by rubbing his head to the ground like a grasshopper, and we lived on that money. That's the truth, so I thought there was nothing I could do about it. --but."

　Percy's hand is gripped on the table.
　His fist clenches with strength and makes a slight squeak.

"When my parents were gone in an accident... my neighbor said, "Well, look at it." ...I wonder if it was such a bad thing to protect my family... I was frustrated. -- even though he hated it so much... don't be silly... he beat it off."

　Money drives people crazy.
　It affects not only those who have money but also those around them.
　Whoever has jealousy or a black plot is everywherever.

"With my parents gone, I was alone with Molly, who was just born... I was determined to protect Molly no matter what..."

　Even if I were to cover myself with mud... ...and follow the path of evil... ...?

"I noticed... that it was more dirty than my father..."
"You must have been so desperate... I understand,"

　Surprisingly, Assent sympathized with Percy.
　Did this guy have a heart for others, or was it a play to gain the upper hand in negotiations?

"Actually, I also have a sister..."
"That's too bad!"
"Mr. Jiro, I'm going to tell you a good story now, so could you keep quiet?"

　Assunt banged on the table.
　I said something nice on my own... It's cold.

"I also worked hard to protect my only relative, my sister. I got a little involved in dirty things."

　... just a little?
You're out in "Judgment of the Spirit," that's it.

"Then one day my sister told me...""Don't do dirty work..."
"No..."

　In response to Percy's question, Assent shakes his head slightly.
　Then he clenches his fist and says it out forcefully.

"'Still sweet! A merchant can't live without being greedy enough to squeeze the scum again!'"
"I'm scared, your sister..."

　My sister, who boasts more than Assent... is too much of a nuisance.

"My sister understands my brother,"
"Well... you and your sister may be so strong, but...Molly is... delicate, cute, her voice is really cool, and sometimes she has a habit of sleeping in the morning, but I can't stand it anymore..."
"Bragging about your sister, stop it, you little siscon."

　The conversation has gone too far.

"...but if I found out that I was such a dirty person...I'm sure."
"Stupid,"

　I'll make it clear to you that I'm depressed Percy.
　You're a fool.

"You haven't seen anything of Molly,"
"Oh... Huh!? Don't be silly! I've only seen Molly and worked hard so far..."
"You lost sight of Molly in the process of working hard."
"Why can't you say such a thing to him!"
"Molly knows everything,"
"...what?"

　I met Molly at the sugar factory and she could see well around her.
　Perhaps we also noticed Percy's shambles.
　Molly is a terrifyingly quick‐witted girl.
　So I stepped on the idea that I could bring him just by asking him to leave a message, but... he was apparently right in reading.

"Mr. Jiro, I've brought in the person of your choice."

　Natalia sprang out of the street at night. There was Molly beside him.

"Mo, Molly!? Why are you here..."
"I heard that my brother was going to go crazy . . . ."
"Listen..."

　Percy looks at me.
　Yes, I asked him to leave a message.

"I didn't expect you to act rashly, but I asked Natalia to look after me just in case. Then I asked Molly for a message."
"Monitoring.........I didn't notice at all."
"Of course. I'm the maid-in-chief."

　Well, I don't think the title is for me to announce myself here.

"Molly, you...... did you know?"

　a face‐to‐face brother and sister
　Molly stands and looks down.
　He looked up faintly and nodded.

"...I knew. Everything that my brother is doing...."
"...why...?"
"I'll know if I run the factory every day, that's right?
"... seriously?"

　It's stupid. There's a fool.k.
　He's such a bad concealer.

"I feel really sorry for the Carey brothers... ...but I know they're working hard for me... ...I can't say anything..."

　Tears trickle down Molly's eyes.

"... I'm sorry, brother. I've always had a hard time with my brother..."
"Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah!

　A wistful eye is staring at me.

"Hey, sweetie! If it's a punishment, I'll take it all by myself! I'll guarantee you all the damage you've done to the Carey brothers! So Molly is the only one to miss!? He's really done nothing wrong!"
"No! My brother was doing something bad for me! So I'm the one to blame! If it's a punishment, I should take it!"
"Not really, Molly!"
"You're stupid, so don't say anything!"
"That's terrible, Molly!"

　It would have been a great thing if I had been able to reflect on it before others pointed it out.

"If I hadn't known you, you would have done the same thing tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?"
"... well, that's..."
"What you're doing now is not reflection. I regret it. I'm just regretting that I've done something that gets caught and cornered. Stop pretending to be reflecting on yourself. It's rude to the Aliquis."
「…………」
「…………」

　"Sorry" means "forgive me" rather than "I'm sorry." It's not self‐reflection, it's self‐protection. It's a selfish escape from reality.

"Well... Mr. Jiro...."

　Jeanette walks up to me gently and gazes at me with talkative eyes.
　I have that kind of eye again...

"Magda".
"...what?"

　I and Magda are the only ones who actually met the Aliquis.
　I'd like to hear the objective opinions of people other than me.

"Did the anteater brothers look unhappy?""...denial. She looked as happy as ever."
"They loved it, didn't they?" We sold our crops."
"...and sometimes I met a 'good man' who would bring me a present."
"Oh, the old girls... what the hell...?"

　I ask a bewildered Percy.
　It's a very fundamental question.

"Did you do anything wrong to the anteater brothers?"
"...what?"
"You're the only person in town who found a way to use vegetables that no one could find worthwhile, right? What's wrong with that?"
"So, that's... well, I told you earlier that I... hijacked the legitimate benefits that the Carey brothers should receive..."
"Value? Is it a spinach that doesn't sell well?"
"That's because I don't know the real value..."
"If you don't know, you won't be able to make it into a product."
"What?"

　Percy scratched his head with a look of confusion.
　Assault calls out to such a party.

"May I have a moment, Mr. Percy said. We merchants trade for the value of the goods. No matter how valuable it is, if you can't present it, it's worthless... if you say this, it's nothing but garbage."
"Go, trash..."
"I know only one person is good enough to pay for such useless garbage."

　Assunt turns his eyes on us.
　Don't do it, look, look, look!

"Isn't it up to the person who has the trash to use it?"
"But,"
"If you still suffer from a pang of conscience... well... I'm sorry to hear that... I should tell you how to use the garbage properly."
"...is it right, how to use it...?"
"Yes. That way, we can see that the crops we are growing are valuable and we can be proud of them." Of course, the price of crops will rise, but they will never rise as high as the nobility."

　Percy and Molly harden their intentions.
　But Molly's tears stopped, apparently knowing she wasn't being blamed.

"Well... what do you mean?"

　Percy scratched his head, held his temple, folded his arms and looked up at the sky... and finally looked at me with his hands up.

"'I'm sorry I've kept quiet so far,' The truth is that it's a great crop. I'm going to buy it at the right price from now on, so I'll continue to be happy☆"
"But...!"
"That's all right!"

　If Temae puts on a tight schedule, I'm going to back up the rest of them so much that I don't have to complain.

"Percy, your factory will be in full operation tomorrow without a break."
"What? Huh... Huh?"
"Loretta, can you secure ten younger brothers and sisters who can be sent to the factory and to the Aliquis?"
"Yes! Some of you have upgraded your class from the younger class to the middle class this month! You're old enough to work!"
"Ascent. We ask you to identify the weak sugar factories that are being squeezed by the aristocracy and the good farmers that are wasting their farmland."
"Yes, sir. Let's pick up beautiful people like me."

　Like Assunto, I'm worried about that's why. Well, I'm sure they'll understand my intentions. That's all right.

"Astella. Please keep the nobles under control."
"That's too much of a fool!"
"Natalia. Cheer for Estella."
"Lady Flavour,"
"That's too much, Natalya!"

　If we could look away from the aristocracy for the first month, we could build a sales ground.

"Genet".
"Yes,"
"I want to make a new menu at Yodamari-tei to promote Percy's 'new sugar.' Will you give me permission?"
"Yes, gladly."
"And I have something to tell Bertina,"
"Well, I'll ask you to speak first thing to-morrow morning,"

　I can't sell it without permission.
　Well, Bertina would give me an immediate OK. Anyway, Bertina has a sweet tooth.

"And Magda,"
"...what?"

　Magda glances up at me.
　With those eyes that were staring at me this afternoon.

"Is this all right?"

　put one's hand on one's head and caress one's hair crumpled

　It's really unusual that Magda asked me to do you know?
　at that time
　Magda gazed at me silently when she saw Percy kneeling down in the field of the Aliquis and begging to protect her sister.
　His eyes told me vividly, 'I want you to help them somehow.'
　Jeanette's good‐naturedness is infected, isn't it? I have some subjective symptoms... I guess that's what happens when I live under a roof. It's a pandemic. I can't do anything about it anymore.

　So I'll give up and help others.
　However, I would like to incorporate a system that will bring me great benefits.

"If sugar comes into circulation, their lives will be stable and they won't have to behave like that again."
"... Jillo. For Magda, by any chance?"

　Well, there may be times like that.

"... Jillo,"

　Magda closes her eyelids and gently touches my hand, which rubs her hair."...thank you,"

　Magda's face, which opened her eyelids slowly, was a little...He looked as if he were smiling.

　I wish he could make a close friend.
　For some reason, it's a good thing that more people want to cherish. educational

"Oh, you know..."

　As I assigned each job, Molly approaches me.

"Well, my brother is so stupid that he won't understand it, will you tell me?"

　Do you have it in front of you?
　Look, he's looking like "What!" right there, your brother.

"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to distribute sugar is distributed.
"But if I did such a thing, the aristocrats... ...the factory of our company was almost crushed by just pouring a little sugar on the market."
"That's why,"
"...what?"

　It's a matter of life and death for the factory owner to have no sugar cane in three months.
　There's something wrong with the system where it's going all the way.

　So I'm going to smash it.
　so much that one can's breathlessly

Make a bang and distribute it. It will be released to the market so much that the aristocrats can't get away with it."
"Can you ... do that?"
"Assent will do something about it." What?"

　Assunt was playing the abacus over there and starting to calculate something.
　His eyes twinkle.

"We have calculated that, at the lowest estimate, the aristocrats will be unable to interfere with the production of 'new sugar' in the six factories. If you put pressure on the factory poorly, you can build a structure in which all factory managers flow to 'new sugar' and leave the nobility's sugar."
"And is it addressed to the factory?"
"I have three addresses,"
"Well, look for the other three as soon as possible."
"It's a very difficult thing to do... I see. I'll give it a try."

　Assund has strangely lively eyes, though he frowns.
　His eyes look fun, unlike when he used to play tricks.

"Oh, come to think of it... there's a sugar maker whose factory has been burnt down in a fire. If only we could build a factory, he would be four, too.
"Well, on condition that you come to the 42nd leg, I will build one in the 42nd leg." Do you have any money, Estella?"
"No! I don't, but... do as you please. It's late now, one or two of the factories... hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha."
"Good! Magda! How have you been?"
"...just to-morrow the sewerage works of the Forty-Ward will be completed, and Umaro will be on his first vacation in a week."
"Okay, lucky! Then I'll have a factory built over the holidays!"
"Well, Mr. Jiro... I guess that's terrible."
"...the manager,"
"Yes, sir. What is it, Mr. Magda?"
"... Magda loves people who work hard."
"I'm going to do it! That factory! I'm going to do it for you!"
`Oh my gosh!'

　Where did it come from? Suddenly, a womalo appeared in the garden of the Yangdamari-tei.
　Jeanette screams adorably at the sudden appearance.

"Why is Mr. Umaro here...?"

　He held his heart back... ...is it reaching, blocked by such a resilient wall... ...and Jeanette asked Umaro.

"Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

　...no, he's not immune to Jeanette yet...
　I can't help it. I'll listen to it.

"Why are you here at this hour?"
"Oh, actually," I was working overtime until just now, and I'm about to leave now."

　This change in attitude is a bit annoying, isn't it?
　I'm not telling you to be nervous, but...

"Is the sewerage work over?"
"It's perfect!"
"Well, Mr. Jiro... Mr. Umaro. You must be very tired, but..."

　Jeanette asks anxiously. Am I an interpreter?

"I'm dying,"
"Ah... well, I've had a week off..."

　That kind of feeling is coming out. The woman was battered and gaunt.
　Or did you work overtime until this late at night every day?
　It must have been hard... I'll heal you a little.

"Magda".
"...leave it to me,"

　Magda pours a cup of tea from Jeanette's tea set.
　and, handing it to Umaro, said in his usual flat tone:

"...well done. I did a great job."

　Yes. Everyone, please evacuate.
　Needless to say...
　All of our acquaintances took a step apart, naturally, silently.

"Oh my gosh,"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

　...with all this energy, it could be completed in one or two and a half days.
　Umaro, don't work around the clock for another week.

　I thought... the womalo staggered and sat down on the ground.

"Are you all right, Mr. Womaro?"
`Oh, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow!'

　It's all right, but it's the opposite, isn't it?"You can't do it, Jeanette," scrape away the stamina of a woman This place is definitely...
"... well, Magda's turn."

　Magda walked to the front of the woman sitting on the ground, stroking her head in the way I always did.

"... a good boy." a good-for-
"Building a dozen factories!"
"No, I don't need it,"

　That's nice. Umaro. as dumb as a needle

"Why... what's wrong with them... why are you pushing them so far?"

　Percy looks puzzled.

"If you fail... if you can see the nobles, it's all over you!? You might not be able to live in this city!? But why... can you act with such confidence?"

　Percy has been unable to take drastic action for fear of consequences. Then I don't understand the feeling of embarrassment.
　However, those who don't act cannot succeed. It's absolutely.

"Ah, Mr. Percy,"

　Jeanette stands before Percy.
　clasp one's hands in front of one's chest and smile affectionately

"Failure is nothing to fear. The real fear is to be lonely."
"... lonely?"
"People create more than a little friction in order to live with someone. If you stop acting out of fear of that, you won't be able to live with anyone..."

　Percy's eyes are wide open.
　It must be something that comes to mind. Something that has stopped acting and lost its place.

"Loneliness is a very lonely thing. You can't share your joy, you can't share your sorrow, you can't hold out your hand when you're having a hard time... and above all, you can't do anything when you're having a hard time... that's very unfortunate."

　If you don't take action, you won't have a connection.
　Without a connection, you can't do anything for someone.

　Jeanette will be sad about it. ...because he's a good-nice.

"For Molly, Percy has taken a lot of action. Was it a scary or anxious thing to worry about?"
"...that's..."
"We are the same. You don't have to hesitate to do great things with your loved ones."
"But..."
"And..."

　Jeanette turns around.
　Jeanette's long hair flutters in the night breeze.


"I... believe in Mr. Jiro,"


　Jeanette smiling under the big moon was so beautiful... I couldn't help but hold my breath.


"Oh, it wasn't," "We are..."

　Jeanette shrugs with a playful smile.
　...don't tell me, to me. If you're going to persuade me, tell the raccoon over there. Oh, my gosh.

"...you guys...for that reason..."
"That's why you might be able to be strong."

　work hard for one's loved one
　There are probably not many more reasons to be the driving force.

"Brother,"
"Molly..."
"Let's do our best."
"………………Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Yes, sir,"

　Percy choked in tears.
　What I've been working hard on for Molly, but what I've been carrying all by myself, may have been flashback.
　This guy was a little clumsy and overworked.

"Oh, my! I'll do it! If we put the factory to full operation, we can make it as easy as sugar around here!"

　Rushing and screaming, Percy stands up.
　Wipe the tears from the corner of your eyes with your arms and smile with your shiny white teeth.

　that…

"Oops! Percy!"
"Huh? What's wrong with you? Make a weird face."
"...Originally,"
"I'm sorry, he was born,"
"This is your default".
"If you endure it, you'll get used to it in three days."
"Oh, hey, guys! I don't think that's what you mean."

　All right, Magda, Estella, Loretta, Natalia. Remember, boys.
　Also, Jinet, you can't deny that.

"No! Percy! You have black things off your eyes!"
"What!"

　a hasty glance at one's arm There was a thick black thing on it, and conversely, all the black around the eyes had come off.

"Ah!? The ink is gone!"
"In ink!"
"Brother, I've always had a complex about looking like a woman without any animal traits..."
"Stupid, Molly! Don't tell me!"
"Oh, I write it myself every morning."
"Don't break it up!"Wow...
　It's kind of Percy...

"Shoppo,"
"Oh, my God! I can't help it because of my constitution!"
"...an irredeemable cover-up."
"Why are you looking at me with such pitiful eyes!"
"It's not my constitution, but my heart is kind of feminine."
"You can say whatever you want, boys!"

　Magda and Loretta also hit her whereabouts and Percy becomes Tajitazi.
　Yeah. Well, I don't think he's a bad guy.

"All right! All right! All right! See what you mean! I'm going to make sugar and make it like a man, and I'm going to be one of those guys who will someday show great animal traits!"
"…10Rb to break down"
"Oh, I'm 5Rb to be frustrated."
"Then I'd say 20Rb to throw it out?"
"I'm half-hearted and half-heartedly 15Rb..."
"You guys are terrible!? And you must have failed all of that!"

　While Percy was playing with our girls, Assund finished his reckoning.
　the distribution channels and methods of sugar the amount of circulation required per month and the price to balance the market
　After all, it's best to leave these things to Assault. It's a useful guy, isn't it? for a time only because one's roots were rotten

"As expected, shitty tents".
"It's Assault!"

　Either way, isn't it?

"...well, we are..."
"Yes, you don't have to worry about anything. All the people here are very fun, very reliable, and wonderful. I'm sure they'll figure out how to make everyone happy."

　Molly and Jeanette were having such a conversation.

"What are we supposed to do?"
"I think it's about working hard."
"... I see,"
"Yes,"
"Then I'll do my best."
"Yes. Good luck."

Jeanette and Molly smiled at each other without making it clear what they were doing.

　Well, Umaro suddenly became quiet, but... he must have been tired.
　When I realized it, I fell asleep in the garden of Yodamari-tei. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Oh, my God!

"I'm going to be like a man!"


　With such stupid cries, our distribution plan for 'new sugar' began to move.