the forty wards
　A luxury salon where aristocratic ladies gather every day... well, a coffee shop... you know, I came with Jeanette.

"Yasilo, you're pretty".

　Jeanette says such a thing with a scarf around my neck. ...your face is close.
　I said I could do it myself, but he said, "At least this much," and he was very happy to roll it up.
　I'm wearing a costume called 'chef' now. I made it myself in the image of a chef I often see on teppanyaki.

　If you line up next to Pompeo, you need to dress up in your own way. You need persuasive power to convince your daughters.

"That's quite the case,"

　Pompeo, who is still dressed as a chef today, smiles at my appearance.

"But I can't deny the feeling that you're still wearing your costume. I hope you'll soon become a man like me who can dress well."
"'Oh! Mr. Pompeo, nice!'"

　Yellow voices come flying from behind the special kitchen.
　They are the regular guests of luxury who have been invited to today's special show. There are apparently twenty people.

　Pompeo raises his hand to such regular customers. a whimpering yellow voice
　After that, Pompeo sends me a wink like, "What?" ... oh my gosh.Yo
　This man is always tall.

　Now we're standing in a special kitchen built in a luxury store.
　A simple yet functional and artistic kitchen set is set up in the one-third space of the store, away from the table.

　I'm cooking with Pompeo here today.

　Co-starring. Directing, acting. It might be a good idea to call it a demonstration.
　"The plan is to do the occasional ""food for show"" on TV in front of ladies who love luxury here."

　Yodamari-tei is considered to be a popular cake restaurant in 42 wards due to the influence of various troubles. In fact, we are the only ones where unpleasant customers show their faces...
　The representative of the Yodamari-tei makes a cake in the sanctuary of cake, on a par with Pompeo, the god of cake. ......oh, I'm exhausted just lifting it up.

　In any case, the restaurants in Yangdaljeong, represented by Yangdaljeong, have friendly relationships with luxury, and by showing that they are on friendly terms with each other, they are planning to alleviate the malice of their daughters even a little.
　To do that, it's just right to assume that we'll be able to borrow your chest. I asked Pompeo to teach me, and at last I could make a cake of my own... that would convince the ladies.
　And eventually, if you think, "Oh, you're a rookie back then, aren't you doing well?", you'll be cheered for.

　With humility... with humility... with one or two behind the scenes... I'll play it with humility on the outside.

"Don't be so kind to me today,"
"Well, as a top‐notch chef, it's only natural to lend your heart to a newcomer. Well, you'd better hit him as hard as much as you can."
"'Oh! Mr. Pompeo, nice!'"

　Oh... I want to hit you.

"Yasilo, I'm afraid of your face."

　Jeanette snaps me on the cheek.
　What? Is it okay to say, "I did it!" and say, "I did it."
　I feel like I'm going to pinch my chest instead of my cheeks, but...

"By the way, Jeanette, the head of Yodamari-tei and the first-rate chef."
"I can't believe I'm first class..."
"I hear that the first-class will lend a helping hand to the newcomers?"
"Confession, please.

　His voice was more subdued than usual, perhaps because it was someone else's.
　Instead, Jeanette, raising her eyebrows, nosed her nose.
　Oh, what's this reward! Again, please.

"Good luck today".

　Finally, correcting the distortion of the scarf, Jeanette returns to the prepared auditorium.
　Is Jeanette the only one on my side...away?
　But it's not worth worrying about. The regular ladies are not judges.
　Rather, if you look down on me, it's easier to turn over that feeling later on.

　The goal this time is to dispel the feeling of 'somehow I don't like' directed at Yodamari-tei.

"I'll do my best,"

　Do whatever you want...

"We've got some of the best ingredients ready for us. Are you sure it's the same ingredient?"
"Oh, I make a completely different sweet out of the same ingredients. We want our customers who come today to enjoy two kinds of sweets."

　a pile of colorful fruit piled up in front of a special kitchen
　"Although it was first-class, it was only available at the Yodamari-tei, since I bought it through Assunt."Just because Pompeo says it's "first class," it'll be recognized as the sweetest thing on those ladies' tongues, so I'll leave no tsukkomi in it.

　This time I'm going to take advantage of Pompeo, which is easy to ride on, and the characteristics of a self-styled informant, which is easy to be swept away.
　If you flatter Pompeo and let him say that the cake I make is "great," the girls who are fascinated with him will sing "Yes, this is wonderful."
　Well, it's like telephone shopping. If you can make the target think, "Well, that's what it is," it's a success.

　It's easier to lose weight just by wearing ○○.
　I don't get cancer if I eat ○○.

　I'm sure many of you have believed that phrase.
　You can't make fun of yourself by assuming it's word of mouth.

"Well, today, I'd like to show everyone who's always patronizing me how to make a new cake of luxury."
``Ah!'
"But cakes take a lot of time and effort to make. Until its completion, please enjoy our delicious tea and simple sweets while relaxing."
``Ah!'

　The girls are so fond of Pompeo that they wonder if it's a preparation.
　Thanks to you, it's easy to do.

　Pompeo was never friendly to me, but once he felt that way, he wouldn't let go with his professional pride. They'll make something good for you.

　I came here yesterday and approached Pompeo with this project to deal with the evil intentions of entering the Yodamari-tei.
　At first, he was strongly opposed, saying, "It's outrageous to show customers how you cook," but when he said, "Womaro is supposed to make a special kitchen for us only for this day," he said, "Let's do it!" as if he had turned his hand around.

"Oh... the height of the workbench is exquisite, and the kitchen to show... the workmanship is beautiful... it's great." Any chef would want to cook in this kitchen...Ah.........she is...she is...she is...she is...she is...she is...she is..."

　I'm so enraptured next to him that I'm about to rub my cheek on the kitchen table.
　I'm going to tear it down when this is over, but... he won't go wild, will he?

　And as for the regular girls... it was very easy to collect.I had an invitation from a customer who visited this store yesterday.
'Dear special customer. under the guise of "Invitation from Pompeo

　All the ladies who jumped at me attended yesterday, today, and early in the morning.

　the ladies caught in Pompeo with magda
　This is how the world revolves.

　Thus, the cooking demonstration show Cake Artisan in Luxury came together with the event.

　Luxury's surly clerks serve tea and small baked sweets to visitors.
　... Oh, that baked cake is meant to be a cake. I thought it was dry bread.

　A sip of tea stops the movement of Jeanette. He frowned nervously... gently put the cup back on the saucer. Yeah, I know. The tea here is light but astringent. I think they think it's 'high-class' or something like that.
　Yes, I learned the other day that the clerk here is curt because he thinks the shop is in a lower position than the customer when he flatters the customer.
　...oh, there are many different ways of thinking about customer service. And I hear that this shop is successful with that...

"Let's get started,"
"Well, shall we?"

　Luxury is temporarily closed until the end of this show.
　Well, it seems that there aren't many customers who come this early in the morning, so it won't be too much trouble, but I've brought Jeanette here too. It's better to finish it early and go home.

　What Pompeo makes is a fruit tart that I just taught him. The truth is that it was after a series of troubles, but I was so annoyed that I couldn't help but tell you... what's the new luxury menu? We're already serving it at the Yodamari-tei.
　But Pompeo is not just a man of words.
　Although the self-styled cake I ate here for the first time was a bad feeling, Pompeo had the right backing and sense to be considered a first-class. As proof of this, he had no difficulty in arranging delicate decorations and even presenting them beautifully.
　Moreover, they never neglect to make efforts to master what they have learned.
　After being taught fruit tarts, he seemed to have practiced and studied very little sleep for three days and three nights, and now he has it completely for himself. I guess it's Date who's got fans.

　Then I wish I could look a little more towards tea or something like that.
He is good at sublimating what he has, but he seems to be very bad at creating what he still doesn't see. If I teach him a lot, he will turn into a workman. ...I won't tell you.

"And what do you make?"

　Pompeo peeks at me with interest.
　... What are you trying to steal technology... I haven't made anything yet.

"This time, I..."

　From Pompeo to the audience, I declare.

"Make pudding mode".

　There's a slight buzz about a name I've never heard before.
　But the audience's young ladies are only after Pompeo's new cake. My story seems to have been driven out of my mind at once.

　Jeanette and Pompeo stare at me.
　Hmm... it's a very cool situation where only people I know are paying attention to. It's kind of a burning development.

　It's OK to make cakes together and show that the relationship is good, but if you make the same thing, there's always a movement to make a difference. That won't do.
　On the other hand, if it's completely different, it's difficult to get people to be interested in it beyond a certain level. Well... you're treating me like someone who's not interested in matching products.

　something of interest and incomparable interest
　After thinking about it, I came to the conclusion that I would make something completely different out of the same material.
　Normal pudding was weak, so I switched to pudding mode. You can use fruit in this way.
　If you make thin cookies with the same tart dough and put them in place of wafers, they can be made with almost the same ingredients. We can't make wafers here. The ingredients are different.
　Instead, I'm going to make cute heart-shaped thin cookies. You like them, don't you?

"Then we'll start cooking!"

　When I picked up the flour and tried to make thin cookies...

"Sigh.........."

　Pompeo was approaching close enough to stick together.
　You can make it, too! Don't look at my work!

"... (I'll tell you later!)"
"(Absolutely! If you throw up a lie, there will be a thousand frogs!")
"(Scared! Scared!")

　Leaving an ominous remark, Pompeo returns to his space.
　The special kitchen is a wide-angle kitchen designed to be cooked side by side.
　Our girls can see our work up close as long as it doesn't get in the way.
　...well, the ladies seem crazy about Pompeo.

"Good luck, Mr. Yashiro."

　There's one Jeanette in front of me.
　That's all right. I'm more quality than quantity.
　Above all, Genet is the biggest.

"I swear to you that I will make the best pudding."
"Who's going to print?"

　Holding his chest, Jeanette puffs up her cheeks.
　Oh, calm down. ......s*xual harassment. That's why I feel like I'm with Jeanette.

"The knife handling is artistic."
"Well, look at the beauty of the cut fruit."
"Oh, it smells so good... I can't stand it."

　Over there, the girls are chattering.
　It must be a project unbearable to the fans. If it is held regularly, the number of regular visitors will increase. You can give it to me, this project. I won't do it because it's troublesome.

"Well... you filter with fine-grained monkeys three times..."

　Looking at my work, Jeanette is slowly explaining the process.No... I'll tell you when I get home.

　Not only I, but also Pompeo, will proceed without a hitch. Oh, you've done a good job. As expected, he is the owner chef of a top‐notch restaurant. Technically speaking, I think he's superior to me. Yeah, I'm no match for that.
　But Genet, not me, would be second to none.

"Ah, Mr. Jiro. If you keep that white orange stripe clean, it will make your mouth feel better when you eat it."
"What? Oh, that's it. I understand."

　As Jeanette pointed out, I cleanly remove the white streaks left in the orange tuft with a knife. Jeanette is worthy of consideration when it comes to palate.

　Although it took a lot of time to bake and put them to sleep, there was always a peaceful time.
　The girls are fascinated by Pompeo's poochik, and the girls laugh at the joke I put in between them, and then get glared at... and the sweets on both sides get closer to perfection.

"Well..."

　It was a young lady who was coming to look at my workbench.
　I had just taken the pudding out of the mold.

`It's kind of a pretty cake, isn't it?

It's not a cake, though. Well, it's only a bad impression to deny badly. If she says it's a cake, why don't you give it a cake? I don't have a strong conviction that I can't give way to pudding.

"This is pudding. It's an easy-to-understand name, isn't it?"
"Yes, indeed,"

　a giggling young lady
　Having been in the same space for a few hours must have diminished my vigilance.

　This was my aim.


The most effective way to get rid of the invisible malice of 'somehow I don't like it' is to 'make myself known.'
　expose oneself
　By exposing the bad and the bad, the bad, the bad, the bad, the bad, the bad, the bad, the bad, the bad, the bad, the bad, the bad, the bad, the bad, the bad, the bad, the bad, the bad.

　But you don't have to be condescending. ...well, it's definitely easier to accept from below at first. Too condescending creates a strange hierarchical relationship, and that's not good.
'I have come to Pompeo to lend my heart to him. I'm not that big of a deal.' It would be a good idea to start with something like that.

　It's hard for people to feel antipathy to people who don't make excuses.
　If you keep criticizing fair and square people, you'll look more shallow.

　The more we have conversations, the less we have to worry we have.

　In business situations, people often tell me to take the initiative in saying hello to the boss I'm not good at. Even if you just say hello, you'll lose your temper by continuing to talk to them.
　Let's say you've been severely reprimanded by your boss for making some mistake. In such a case, it would be effective to go back to apologize after about an hour's spare.
　"Even though I was afraid to get close to her, I started to get close to her and said, ""I'm sorry about that earlier." I'll be careful of these things from now on. "I hope you will continue to give me guidance and encouragement."""
　That way, the boss will feel much better. Even if there is no change in the day, the mental picture has definitely improved since the next day.

　Humans are quite simple things.

　In short, "I don't like something" is "a complaint about not getting my own way." And the person at the center of it is perceived as 'a hateful enemy against me.'
　But what if the 'hateful enemy against him' showed a friendly attitude towards him...?
　It may be 'I'm not getting my own way,' but why don't you come all the way to explain that there is a reason?

　On the contrary, it is difficult to maintain the feeling of 'somehow I don't like it' until that happens.

　To sum it up roughly, I don't like it because I don't know it well.
　It is said that even with the same noise made by neighbors, the degree of tolerance of neighbors who greet each other on a daily basis and those who don't know each other's face or name is completely different.
　While red people's faults can only be unpleasant to the eye, friends' faults can be seen as somewhat closed, and even as attractive.

　It's a casual remark to turn a weak point into a good point. "Don't smell bad" and "Ora" are just a piece of paper. "Saving man" and "poverty," "many friends" and "everywhere beauty," "slender" and "petty girl" ...

　In the current situation, if a "pakuri baker" who imitates luxury and sells cakes is changed to a "starting baker who admires luxury and strives hard," there will be no ill will toward Yodamari-tei.
　It doesn't matter whether your perception is correct or not. Even if the original claims to be a punchline, it only provokes antipathy. Then I'll convince you with my ability.
　If it is known later, "Oh, is the origin of the shortcake Yodamari-tei?" that's fine.

　After all, our manager doesn't aim to be number one.
　They want peace where everyone can relax, rather than the title.
　It's up to the individual to decide what's worth and what's most precious.

　I'll get back to the sunny place where Jeanette can laugh.
　If you want number one, I'll give you as much as I want.

"It's done!"
``Ah!'

　There's cheers around Pompeo.
　The fruit tart seems to be finished.

"Oh... it's beautiful,"

　I couldn't help but breathe at the performance. Yes, it's beautiful.
　Honestly, I'm surprised.

"Well, well, I'm a professional."

　When Pompeo said that, he looked very happy.
　His nostrils are twitching. -- were you so happy to be praised by me?

"I'm done here, too."
"...well,"

　A few girls exclaim at the finished pudding-along with admiration.
　put one's hand on one's cheek and stare with enraptured eyes

　a plump pudding in a slender bowl The surrounding area is beautifully decorated with jewellery fruits and filled with pure white whipped cream. And there's a cute heart-shaped thin cookie in it.

"So cute..."
"... you know,"

　Miss gives a favorable impression, ignoring that I made it.
　No, maybe my hostility toward me is gone soon.

"Yasilo, tell me. Absolutely!"
"...you know what I mean, don't you?"Pompeo swoops in.
　It's close!
　How come you're not hostile to me, too.
　What's wrong with you? You called me by name for the first time.

"Now, have a bite."

　The ladies cheer at Pompeo's words.
　Sit at the table and as soon as the cake is served, bring the Pompeo fruit tart to your mouth.

"It's delicious!"
"The rich sweetness..."
"But the light sweetness of the fruit..."

　The girls who have never experienced custard cream seem to be impressed by its rich sweetness.

　In the meantime, Jeanette was the first to bring my pudding to my mouth.

"...what a......what a......what a......what a..."

　...that's how you feel, after all.
　However, it's not the usual feeling of excitement, it's a way of touching your eyes a little. I seem to have fallen into the grip of Jeanette.

"It's a new kind of sweetness that's never been seen before..."

　Jeanette would know some cream puffs and custard creams, but pudding seemed to be another exception.

　Jeanette's words shift the girls' interest to pudding.

"... well,"
"...this is,"
"………………It's delicious."

　Although I can still see the thought of "Shosen 42 wards," I was able to elicit a remark that acknowledged me.
　Once you admit it, there's a lot of feeling that it's because I admit it. If that happens, it's not impossible to be offended when someone says bad things, or to be a little happy when someone compliments you... or to be a fan when you're repeating such small changes.

"Well, Mr. Pompeo is a recognized craftsman,"
"Yes, sir," It's only natural that the quality is this high."
"On the contrary, I'm relieved." If it is too bad, it will damage Mr. Pompeo's name."
"Yes, sir," It's only natural."
"Yes, it's delicious, of course."

　In that way, among the ladies, the evaluation of Yodamari-tei--the cake of the 42 wards was rearranged.
"It's delicious, of course.
　It's one of the biggest compliments, albeit from the top. Being 'natural' means that it's already first‐rate.

"Actually, I've visited Yodamari-tei before."
"Well, you too.
"Same as the viper said.

　Oh my gosh!
　Was the man who was spreading bad intentions at the Yodamari-tei mixed up in the room... Should I have spitting on him?

"The cake at that time was pretty good, too."
"It's true that the cake called Millcrape has a very interesting texture... well, if that's the case, you can go eat it again."

　Such words brightened Jeanette's face.
　Customers who couldn't see the real intentions actually thought the cake was delicious. The fact lightened Jeanette's mind.
　I'm glad I brought you here.

"When the vampire came, some scary people were filling up the restaurant... so you couldn't go in because you were scared, right?"

　Were there any guys who came when they were taken over by the grounder? What a pity! I've come all the way here.

"So I thought that's the kind of place you go to."
"When Waxi went, it was a calm and pleasant place, wasn't it?"
"It's a restaurant designed by Mr. Umaro."
"Well, Mr. Tolbeck's?"

　Oh, ummallow is popular among these people... ...let's use it.

"Then I must say that those scary people are out of place,"
"They appear everywhere, you know," There's nothing to worry about."
"Yes, it's best not to get involved."
"Yes, sir,"

　said the young ladies, repeating their whispers.
　In every world, women's gossip is scary... I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it.

　............what?

"It's delicious, Yashiro! How can you come up with a cake with such an interesting

　I felt something stuck on me, and I tried to pull it in, but... my brain shook and my thoughts stopped as the heaty Pompeo grabbed me by the shoulder and shook me.

"Come to think of it, I've heard that Yashiro loves women's breasts, but... I see! This is the motif of a woman's breasts!"
`I didn't!'

　There's definitely a breast pudding, though!
　Hey! Hey! Aren't your eyes getting really cold?
　You've improved your image in a good way!

　Pompeo fools forced me to feel very uncomfortable after that.
　Teaching recipes is a long way off. Reflect on yourself.

"I'll come back for a cake again,"
"Yes, please come and see me. I'll be waiting for you!"

　Just as she was leaving, her daughter said such a thing to Jeanette.
　Jeanette bows her head deeply with her usual fluttering smile.

　I mean those talkative girls. The malice emanating from here will fade away.

　In the carriage Pompeo had prepared, Jeanette and I will return to the Forty-second leg.
　On the way home, I think about the hook I just felt.

　I have speculated that the ladies of the nobility may have asked Gorotski for a job in order to harass someone who 'somehow doesn't like it'."

"I couldn't get in because I was afraid."
'I don't care,'
'It's best not to get involved,'

　This is the assessment of the girls' grouse.
　It's only natural that she's not friendly... would she ask someone who hates her so much for a job?
"Somehow, I don't like it." Is that all you want to do for the only thing you want to do?

　Most importantly, if you asked Gorotsuki to interrupt you, why did you come all the way to Yodamari-tei to say something?

　Didn't someone ask Gorotski on his own and the other girls know?
　those rumoured, rather cohesive girls, united in cake?"Some of them came on the very day and left without entering the shop.

　I'm getting stuck.

　Are those girls really the ones who sent Gorotski?
　In the first place... are you a person related to luxury...?

　But there are other people who can benefit from blocking the distribution of cakes.........

"...Mr. L. Yashiro!"
"What!"

　Shaking my shoulders, I'm back from a sea of thought.
　Jeanette was peeping into my face with a troubled look on her face.

"Well, Mr. Estella..."
"Estella?"

　I found the carriage parked in front of the lord's residence in the 42 wards.
　Estella stands outside the carriage, clinging impatiently to the window.

"What, Estella?"

　Did he wait here for us to come back?
　Seeing a large group of Natalia's maids outside, it seems to have blocked the way and stopped the carriage.

"Yasilo, you're in trouble!"

　I also have a bad feeling.
　Recently, I have a bad feeling that the unseen malice that has been smoldering for a long time will rekindle.

"The hunting guild has refused to cooperate."
"What!"
`I can't cooperate in any further construction of the street gate!'

　The sun at a high point in the sky is covered with thick clouds and looks like it's going to rain.
　The time is before noon.
　Not to mention Jeanette, I don't think I can go back to the Sunset."

"Get on, Estella. I'll drop Jeanette off at the Yodamari-tei and go to see Usse on my feet."
"Yes!"

　I told the coachman where we were going, and we headed to the Hunting Guild Forty-two.