"...one suit,"
"It's sloppy! I just threw snow in front of the spurt!"
"...are the races eaten or eaten?"
"Were you risking your life!"
"I'm sorry,"
"I'm in my mouth,"
"The loser is the flesh,"

　Magda and Loretta run across the snow, and the younger brothers chase after them.
　...they're doing well, aren't they?

"That's a relief," Magda, get well."
"Well,"

　After eating at the church and drinking up a potful of soup, we came back to the Yodamari-tei.
　Magda had regained all her energy and was not shivering with cold.
　After all, it didn't seem that they were vulnerable to particular cold.

　In front of Yodamari-tei, Magda is posing for the winner.
　When I look at it for some reason, I suddenly see each other's gaze.

"...."

　As soon as I met my gaze, I was whisked away.
　... Uh-huh. You can avoid it after all.
　After dinner, Magda began to pretend to avoid me somehow.
　It was normal at dinner, wasn't eating. As soon as he calmed down after time, he must have suddenly begun to feel shy.

"Oh my gosh!"

　Loretta for the garden screams strangely.
　What's going on?
　What happened?

"Oh, my brother, my brother, my brother,"oh!"

　Loretta fluttering back on four legs. Are you skipping your waist?

"Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
"I'm in trouble!"

　Jeanette runs into Loretta's words. ...and fall heavily under the snow.

"...it hurts..."

　I'm going to dash with a hammer... that's what happens if you don't put your feet up and down.

　Helping Jeanette fall down, I go around the garden of the Yangdamari-tei.
　the entrance to a store
　A man lay in front of the door.

　Most of my body is buried in the thick snow.

　Around the man there were only footprints that seemed to belong to him and footprints of those who wore kanjiki.

"The criminal may have been wearing a pair of shoes..."
`That's my footprint!'
"Loretta......you..."
"You're not the criminal!? These are the footprints I saw earlier!"
"Yasilo! Look at his fingertips... There's something written on them."

　As Jeanette said, the man buried in the snow had written what appeared to be a letter.
　It's a guy called a dying message. It is said that the victim will use his last strength to leave behind the clue of the criminal.
　And the letters written there... "Magda-tan."

"...Magda,"
"... wet clothes,"

　Magda denies the crime. But the dying message clearly says that Magda is the culprit...

"But Magdachy has been with us all the time,"
"Well, I see... does Magda have a perfect alibi?"

　I didn't think I'd be able to prove the suspect's alibi myself. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."

"All right!"

　I clenched my fist and swore to everyone there.

"The criminal is in here!"

　The air ripples with a noise.
　With all the attention, I begin to tell you the perfect reasoning I've assembled in my brain.

"He called the victim to this place in some way, and in some way he came from the church in an instant, and in some way killed him, and in some way returned to the church with an innocent face!"
"I don't know anything, brother!"
"Yes, it's noisy! That's what tricks are all about!"

　The mystery is to make the impossible possible!

"I mean, the culprit is Magda . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Loretta!"
"Wait a minute!? That's too much of a decision!"
"Ah, Mr. Jiro... before that, I must help the fallen man..."
"Oh, yes," There's a point."
"Is that a point?"

　When Jeanette tells me in embarrassment, I wake up the man buried in the snow.
　It was... as most people expected... a woman.

"Yes. It's an accident."

　If the victim is a woman, you don't have to go out of your way to deduce. I wouldn't be surprised if he died suspiciously. I would rather say in an interview, "Oh, I thought it would happen someday."

"Hey, umaro,"

　pat a woman on the cheek frozen with cold

"...huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...huh..."

　Oh, there's a "ss" on it, too.

"...that, Mr. Jillo...?"

　A woman opens her eyelids.
　My cheeks look mossy, perhaps heartless.

　I'll say it clearly, looking into Umaro's eyes.

"I'm not dumping it illegally in front of the shop,"
"Oira, you're not trash!"

　Yeah. I'm glad you seem to be feeling better.

"... Womaro.
"Ah... Magda... ...I miss you..."
"...nearly made a criminal of.""Ah!? Magda-tan is angry!"
"...punching,"
"Angry Magda, too, is a real angel!"

　Haha, I wish you would take me there. To an angel. I'll keep Patrasche next to me. Is Paula a substitute? He's a canine.

"Why did you write Magdachy's name?"
"What? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

　He seems to have written it unconsciously.
　"Magda-tan" was written with all my might in the frigid weather, in my fading consciousness. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . It's too late.

"I don't remember it very well, but when you die, you thought it'd be better to have Magda-tan by your side."
"Do you mind if it's letters.

　This feeling of this guy is not love, it's faith.

"Come in anyway," I'll serve you hot soup right away."
"Oh... I'm sorry,"

　Jeanette plodded into the dining room.
　A passing gesture would prevent Womaro from being too nervous to wear down his strength.

"Excuse me. I haven't put out the stove yet. If it's cold, I'll bring you a blanket."
"Oh, don't worry,"
"Is that Magda's blanket?"
"………………Gokuris"
"Manager! There are two perverts here!"
"Oh, no, no, no, no, no! Only Oyla isn't like that!"

　Hey! I'm unanimously certified as a pervert? Ha, I'll throw you out in the snow, Konoyaro.

"...Nanawa"

　Magda brings seven wheels and chickens from the kitchen. ... not to eat, but to heat up the chickens. He's been looking after me in the cold dining room. It is now wrapped in straw and curled up.

"What's this or shirin?"
"... Magda's favorite."
"Great stuff! I like Oira, too!"

　It's simple and nice, ummallow.

"Hey brothers".
``See you!'
"You haven't said anything yet!"
``As for the most part!'
"Then kick in the womalo,"
``See you!'
"Don't ask me such a bad question! I'll re-educate you!"
"'I can't go against the leader!'"

　I see. They have a teacher-student relationship, don't they?
　Well, let's do our best to help the teacher.

"Help me build a stove."
``See you!'
"If you have a stove, everyone is warm, and you can take money from the womalo."
"Is there a charge?"

　The charcoal of the seven wheels is lit and the charcoal is gradually turning red.
　Just wait a little longer.

　I'm going to take my younger brothers with me to install the stove.
　Magda hits the seven wheels with Womaro, and Loretta helps Jeanette.

"You've come, haven't you? "Guests."
"Well, that's right. Huff."

　As I walked out of the kitchen, I called out to Jeanette and she was laughing curiously.
　You can come on a snowy day like this, can't you, Umaro. Well, I thought you'd come.

　spend about twenty minutes installing a stove The chimney was tucked away in the stove. Connect three iron cylinders together and secure them into holes in the wall.
　The chimney was perfectly long, as it seemed to have been drilled in the same place as before when the renovation. It's just like a woman.

"It may take some time for the wood to burn,"

　Perhaps pleased with the stove's installation, Jeanette came out of the kitchen and watched. He looks as if he were excited.

　Have Loretta, who's full of energy, bring some firewood and light the stove.
　......yes. It's going to take some time, isn't it?

"In the meantime, drink this and keep it warm."

　What Jeanette brought me was soup.
　I'm glad I prepared a little more than I expected to serve at Yodamari-tei.
　place the soup on a table away from the womalo It's close to the stove.

"Ah... I'm saved... thank you...."

　The woman slowly rose to her feet and moved to the table.
　It will soon warm up.

"Oh..."

　Jeanette cries out at the window.
　As I looked down, it was beginning to snow.
　It wouldn't have rained while I was at church. It's quite a snowfall.

"This year could be a really heavy snow season."

　Jeanette muttered, and Umaro agreed.

"It's a rare thing to see it fall in the daytime."

　Apparently, it is common to have heavy snowfall at night.It looks like it's going to be built up again...

"Maybe I won't be able to go to church from tomorrow."
"Is that so?"
"Yes, when we have a lot of snow, we lose our sense of direction and sometimes get lost even on our familiar roads."

　He's a whiteout.
　When snow hits the world like a snowstorm, the world looks completely white. Even if there is no snowfall, the diffuse reflection of light creates the illusion that the boundary between the accumulated snow and clouds will disappear. Even people who are accustomed to snow sometimes get lost because they can't recognize the height and distance...

"It might be better for you to go to church again and sort out the food before the sun rises."
"You have some savings in the church, don't you?"
"Of course. But I want to do something... it's my selfishness."

　Jeanette says it's up to her to donate.
　I'm sure no one thinks it's too much of a nuisance.

"Oh, then I'll help you with this soup, too.

　Perhaps she likes the soup, but the womalo raises her hand vigorously.
　I wonder what a man who was about to get lost in front of the shop was doing...
　I can't help it, so shall I go out with you?

"The Magdas, please, stay away from home. I don't want to turn off the stove."
「…………」

　Magda gazes at me.
　...that's not what I mean.

"Wait here for us to come back."

　When I muffle my ears, I squint and breathe.

"...if that is the case,"

　He seems to have managed to come to terms with it.
　But you're going down that snowy road again... ...that sighs.

"Anyway, let's see the snow for a while. I wish you would stop."

　While it was snowing, we had to wait and see.
　The quiet falling snow was beautiful, but... somewhat eerie.

"Well, let's take it easy. Surely there are no stupid customers who come in this snow."
"...Oira, have you just had a quick disruption.

　Well, only magda-addicted umaro comes in this snow.
　Who else would want to come here so far?

"I beg your pardon!"
"... now, cold..."

　......there it is.

　Open the door of Yodamari-tei and two beautiful women rush in.
　It's Natalia, whose black maid dress was snow-white, and Estella, who looks like she's being carried on her back.

"Somebody, warm things for your daughter!"
"There's human rights, too,"
"...there must be demand."
"Women are acting cute. Even if you don't have a heart, you're doing well."
"No, gentlemen. It's not a warm word, is it's not a warm word.
"Wait a minute, Natalia... that's not just a warm word."

　Shivering and breathing on their shoulders, Natalia and Estella use their last strength to rub in.
　Where's that kind of power in these guys... I see! Are you burning your life force and making fun of it!?

　While I was doing something stupid, Jeanette came along with two servings of soup.

"Yes, it will warm you up."
"Genet... you're the only one who's nice."

　Estella descends from Natalia's back and hugs Jeanette around her waist. Jeanette, who had left the soup beside the stove, patted Estella's head as she came to her.

　Natalia, standing up, approached Jeanette and bowed her head politely.

"Thank you very much. Two bowls of soup like this for me..."
"One is mine!"

　They've woken me up again... they're covered with a lot of snow.Didn't you rub…without shoveling the snow?

　Umaro walks out of his seat and Estella and Natalia sit by the stove, which is slowly warming up.

"Why did you come here in the snow? Work quietly at home."
"There's no one in my house right now..."My father and mother were evacuated before the heavy snow season, and everyone else went back to their hometowns..."
"No plan!"

　What are these guys doing?
　Why are you giving everyone a break? Leave some alone.

"Then isn't it hard to eat?"
"Yes, I'm in trouble."
"... Natalia. Whose fault do you think it is?"

　Estella is staring at Natalia, who answers with a straight face.
　I see. It's a trouble caused by Natalia, the head waiter, giving the waiters a vacation. ...you're easy to understand, aren't you?

"Why don't you stay here during the heavy snowfall? It's not a comfortable place."
"Really? I'll be saved... I'm sorry, Jeanette."
"Thank you very much for your kindness.

　Somehow, the number of residents has increased.
　Well, there's a room available.

"'We're here too!'"
"Oh, I want to!"

　My brother and Loretta say.

"I know Loretta is a weasel, but..."
"That's not the case!"
"I'll tell Umaro implicitly that I can go home if it's only a new town."
"...I have guessed that kind of atmosphere,"

　I don't know why I want to stay here, but I don't have many rooms.
　Not to mention Estella, but Loretta and her brother can'

　Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock!All of a sudden, the door of Yodamari-tei was pounded and everyone there trembled, "Surprised!"

"What is it?"
"Mr. Darling...?"
"Wait, Jeanette!"

　stop Jeanette trying to open the door

"I don't know what's in there... so that anything can happen here... Umaro, get out."
"That's enough, crying,"

　Womaro opened the door instead of Jeanette.
　As soon as the door opens, the cold wind blows in.
　In the midst of this, standing like an ice statue... ...kuma!?

"Oh......what a sweet thing.........."

　It was Delia.
　I wonder if I cried a lot, around my eyes and nose... or no, there's ice all over my face.

"Yesterday... ...played too much... ...and forgot to buy sweets... ...gulp... ...when I woke up at night... ...I couldn't sleep... ...hick...."

　She's curling up like a girl and weeping like a girl.
　For now, I'll take you to the front of the stove.

"Mr. Delia, sweet soup. Go ahead."
"Huh!? Smells good! Can I eat it?"
"Yes, it's hot, so be careful."
"Okay! Thank you for the food! Is it too much?"

　...you know nothing, don't you?

　Delia told me that she enjoyed playing in the river so much that she completely forgot about her preparations for the heavy snowfall. Of course, he seemed to have forgotten to stock up on sweets, and by the time he realized it had already accumulated snow.

　There is a girl in every world who has no plan like this...

"Why don't you leave it here during the heavy snowfall?"
"What!"
"What's wrong with you! You can stay in the same room as Jiro!"

　No, no. You can't live in the same room as me.
　So "doing anything" in such a situation is too dangerous.

"No, that's not true,"
"There's nothing sweet about it."

　Large drops of tears fall from Delia's eyes.
　I feel like I'm being stared at by an abandoned dog. ...very big, but...

"Yasilo, isn't it? You can stay with me in your room. If you don't mind Mr. Delia."
"Are you okay? You're the manager! You have a big heart and milk!"
"Nothing to do with milk!"

　Delia hugs Jeanette and twitches her tail.

"...and how many people will end up staying?"

　I asked him with a sigh, and he found eight hands up.
　Well, here!

"Womaro, are you going to stay, too?"
"Because I'm going to come for three meals anyway... It's a bit hard to go back and forth..."

　If I were to let a bastard stay, I would have to settle my room... oh my gosh!

"You're the only one who pays extra,"
"Why not!? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ." Mr. Jiro would throw him out in the snow without a hitch..."

　This guy, too, is following the battered character on the board. make a judgment by saying, "That's it."

　Oh, my God. I'm having a hard time with Jeanette's good nature. After all, I'm going to let all the applicants stay at the Yodamari-tei."

　Well, Estella and Natalia, Loretta and three younger brothers, and Delia and Umaro and Becko."

"Oh! You've been lost in it before!"
"I am ashamed to say that I have failed to prepare myself for the winter months... and I beg your pardon."

　mingle with impudence
　Are there nine men in the house now?
　Throw Estella and Natalia into the empty room, Delia into Jeanette's room, and Loretta into Magda's room. Or give Magda's room to Loretta's sisters, Magda to Jeanette's... and the bastard to me after all... oh, annoying.

"We don't have enough futons... We may have to share one, but is that okay?"
"It's all right. Womaro and Becko don't need futons."
"I'll do it!"
"In this cold weather, I would freeze without a futon!"
"Hot it up with human skin!"
"I don't like men!"
"I'm sorry, too!"

　How selfish of you!?
　I might have to make some arrangements for the futon...

"There may be blankets left over in the church,"
"Well, let's borrow it in exchange for food."
"Well, I'll help you, too," I don't want to leave you alone."
"Oh, Delia," You're reliable."
"Oh... Oira said the same thing a while ago.

　It's snowing outside the window. Are you getting a little weaker?

"Is it better to go earlier?"
"Well... I don't think I'll stop..."
"This snow will intensify in the afternoon,"

　Natalia says confidently."The weather forecast for Natalia is quite right. It seems that there is something like an observation method handed down to the family. I don't know much about it either."
"It's a family secret. But I'm confident in my accuracy."
"So now, if you want to go,"
"Well, I'll get ready,"

　I just came back, but well, I could go another round trip.
　I'll donate a few days' worth of food. I'm sure Bertina wouldn't eat till she starved her child, but... well, she'd better be full.

　Jeanette heads to the kitchen and brings the ingredients from the pantry.
　Delia helps it, and I and Umaro take the ingredients out of the shop. It's to load it into the sled.
　When Umaro saw the sled, he began to say the following.

"This sled, if you remodel your feet a little more, it'll make you more stable?"
"Will it be ready soon?"
"Five minutes is enough."
"All right, do it,"

　The amount loaded is different than when we only carried breakfast.
　You'd better keep it if it's going to be strong.

　he said -- '

"Hey, Jillo!"

　An alligator I knew came.
　Mormat had arrived with a basket full of vegetables.

"It's you, who wrote strange letters on our field!"
"You doubt people like that at once..."
"No?"
"No, I don't think so?"
"Isn't it a big hit?"

　I don't care what's wrong now.
　I'm talking about the fact that he's suspicious of others at once."

"Oh, dear. Give this to Jeanette."

　Say so and drop a basket of vegetables on the snow.

"Is that all right?"
"Oh, we have more than enough money on our hands. I thought the Yodamari-tei was going to be visited even at such a time."

　Mormat peeps into the store with a wry smile.

"Add to it,"
"I'm sorry,"
"That's all right. You guys have stabilized my life here. That's all I can do you know."
"Well, don't hesitate,"

　I take the vegetables MOMAT brought and smile at MOMAT.

"Another helping!"
"You're too reserved, my dear!"

　I want to get what I can get for free! Even more if I'm with someone who doesn't hurt me at all no matter what I do!

"What? Or what is this?"
"It's a sled."
"Oh... for moving on the snow with my luggage on..."
"Do you want it?"
"Well, I'd like to..."

　Are there still ingredients?
　......well...can I use old barrels and crates... ...good.

"I'll give you a set of kanjiki and this sled to make it easier to walk on the snow. So send me some vegetables!"
"Oh!? Is that all right!? ...and what's kanjiki?"
"Brothers!"
``Yes!'

　With my voice as a signal, my younger brothers burst out. walk deftly on the snow with a hammer on one's foot

"Oh!? My feet are sinking!? What's that!"
"That's all right, isn't it?"
"Give me! I'll bring a lot of vegetables!"

　All right, that'll cover the weather.

"That's why I'm a woman," Thank you very much.
"You don't know how to make it!"
"The younger members will tell you that."
"Oh? Do you know that?"
`Of course!'
"The accumulated knowledge!"
"You're nothing but a veteran!"
"I'll teach you how to make it."
"That's the attitude of asking for something!"
"That's a tall picture, Toryo!"
`You're a poor carpenter!'
"...you guys have a good nerve...."

　Womaro has a blue streak over his arrogant younger brothers.
　Well, get along with me.

"Are you ready?"

　Delia popped in.

"Why, it's not over at all, is it?
"You're reinforcing the sled." How long is it, Umaro?"
"Oh, it's done. and now it's quite sturdier."

　As you load the reinforced sled with ingredients, Jeanette comes out.
　Find MOMAT, greet him, listen to what you've been saying and agree to exchange ingredients for sledges. They were rather welcoming.

　So it ended up me, Jeanette and Delia heading to church.Well, I'm just going home, so there's no problem.

"Then don't go,"
"... Be careful."
"Please give me a blanket!"

　The Magdas saw us off, and we set off.


　I never thought I'd pick it up on the road . . . . . ."






　Well, it's nothing to be proud of.
　It was Imelda, the princess of the Woodman Guild.