"Oh, brother! He's here!"
"It's my first time in the 42nd leg,"

　Cabriel, a beetle, and Marx, a stag beetle, come together.
　This is in front of Regina's.
　They had come to practice throwing fireworks.
　I'd like a bigger number of movers to help me out in the real world, but I'm having a hard time dealing with it even if I can't help myself from the beginning.
　First of all, I'm going to have two leaders learn the job and then hear it.

"Why... did the two of them do it?"

　Regina had been frightened all morning when she heard of visitors from the Thirty-Fifth Ward. No, it's just a business for a long time ago, just in case...
　But when he found out that the cabriels had come, he looked a little relieved.
　On her first trip to the Thirty-Fifth Ward, Regina met these two. It's probably better than a completely unfamiliar guy.

"You're a crazy duo where men go to their lovers' mecca together."

　Don't look at me like that.

"'Tell me your honey-taste... '"

　All right, shall we shut up? a rotting pharmacist

"Oh, my brother... that black woman looks at me with strange eyes... is she a man who hates subspecies?"
"No, no, I rather like you very much. And...."

　I play Cabriel's horn like a clink.

"It's not a subspecies,"
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. I see. It's an insect race."

　Don't call yourself a subspecies when you try to get rid of that prejudice.
　They will no longer use any subspecies or lineages, but will call themselves the Insects. Lucia is now pushing for it in the Thirty-Fifth Ward.

　"However, the ""beast"" and ""insects"" that I thought of as appropriate have become quite widespread."
　Well, if there's someone who's happy with that, I wouldn't hesitate to ask them to use it.

"'Show me your tribe of worms,' 'Don't do that, and my tribe of worms...'"
"Hey, here. The rotting pharmacist there."

　That way of using it is unacceptable.
　What is "My tribe of worms"?"
　Can you not give me a weird image?

"Well, anyway," There's no one here who cares about race."
"Well, I suppose so,"

　Cabrielle looks over the crowd and says.
　Today Magda, Delia, and Milly are joining us.
　It's a racial mixture.

"Oh, the ladybug there."
"What!? Mi... Miri...?"
"Oh! Oh! Oh! That's right! It's you."
"Pee........."

　A big beetle beckons Milly to hide behind Regina.
　Her gaze naturally gathered at Regina and she slipped behind me.
　RPG? Why are you standing in a row?

"Why don't you stop picking up?"
"No! That's not the case! I like more mature women!"

　Well, Cabriel's strike zone was 48 years old.
　... "Adult Women"? No, adults are adults...

"I have some things in my hands from Lucia,"
"What? Do you have courier service?"
"Oh! It's our business to carry the goods!"

　Showing off his clenched fist, he unloads the baggage on his back.
　Tangerine box-sized wooden boxes come out of rucksack-shaped cloth bags.
　The box was marked with the emblem of Lucia's house.

"Why, dear Lucia?"
"Well... what do you think?"
"What? Message game?"

　Doubts come up from behind in turn.
　Is this not it? Are you telling me?

"If you wear this size, you won't be in it."
"Well, don't do it, Regina... he could do it."

　He came out of a big box and said, "I'm the present!" ... wow, I think I'll do it...

　Fortunately, however, this box is difficult to fit in even magda.
　No matter how small a compression pack is, it won't be.
　open the lid with relief

"Oh,"
"What?"
"Wow!"

　Regina peeping over my shoulder and Milly peeping over my shoulder.
　When I looked inside, Milly jumped out of the back of Regina behind me and jumped at the crate.

"This is the nectar of the flower garden..."
"Is that so?"

　There were countless bottles lined up in the crate.

"I understand,"
"Well, here's the name written on it, and here's the scent... yes... I remember."

　As Milly said, the name of the flower is written on the lid.
　Perhaps it was a collection of nectar and bottled it.
　But the scent...?
　I sniffed, but I couldn't tell at all. It certainly smells sweet, but... I can't tell.Is this a trait of the insect race? Or is it the specialty of the flower arrangement guild...

"I think I can make a lot of candy with this much."

　Milly gazing at bottled honey with her sparkling eyes as if she were looking at treasure.
　Making candy seems to be his hobby. I guess it's too much fun.

"Talk to Mr. Jinetto and Mr. Neferry, and make the wrapping paper cute."
"Neferry?"

　Regardless of Jeanette, Neferry is unexpected... ...no, but isn't it?
　You seem to like cute things, Neferry.
　I see. From Milly's point of view, Neferry is a stylish older sister.
　When ukurinez's slender style for models and good taste comes to mind... finally, don't be disappointed with your chicken face.

"I'll carry you home later,"
"Well... really... is that's right.

　Milly is a little frightened when Cabriel talks to her.
　hide behind me without a hitch
　I miss something. I was able to avoid it like this at first...

"Well... but... I'm sorry."
"Well, I'll take it with me,"
"Really? Thank you, Mr. Delia!"
"... Am I that afraid?"

　Cabriel shrugs at the obvious difference.
　Well, don't worry. Milly is just shy of strangers. It's not that I don't like you.

"So what are you going to do now?"

　Leave the nectar behind for now, and Delia turns her head.
　Delia had been staying at the Yodamari-tei since last night. When I asked him to help me first thing in the morning, he followed me with a double answer.

"...Magda has enough motivation today."

　Magda, who's been out all these days, seems to be up to speed.
　The only storekeepers today are Jeanette and Loretta. I can't detain Norma or Umaro for so many days. I'm afraid you'll do it if you ask me.
　Well, all you have to do is Jeanette and you'll go around the store. There's Loretta, and we're not leaving the store all day.

`Why don't you start as planned?'
"Oh, I'll leave it to you."
"Hey, Milly. Are you helping me?"
"Oh, wow. ... What should I do?"

　Regina beckons and heads to the store with Milly.
　I was stationed a little far from Regina's, just in case, to practice fireworks.
　There are no houses in this neighborhood, and the damage will be minimized in case of emergency.
　...but I'll make sure nothing happens.

"Well, Jillo," Is Milly a helper to Regina?"
"Well, there's that, but..."
"...you had better have a tribe of insects to welcome them."

　As Magda says, Milly is going to be the mascot in welcoming the cabriels. It's not so much entertainment.
　I also believe that Regina, who is extremely shy of strangers, will be a heartbreaking conversation partner.
　We have so much work to do here that we may not be able to care about Regina.
　Milly is the only insect in the Forty-two wards, and there is no one between them but Regina.

"That's great," In the Forty-second Ward, people seem to be on good terms with each other, like, "Oh, they were an insect race."
"That's normal in the 42nd leg,"
"Well... I see..."

　Marx can't hide his surprise at Regina's relationship with Milly.
　Well, it can't be helped at first.
　But by the end of the day, I think I'll stop thinking about it.

"What are you saying, Marx?"

　Cabrielle puts her arm around my shoulder with a Chinese smile.
　Wow, it's rough.

"We're good friends now, aren't we?" Hey, brother?"
"...the distance between our hearts is quite distant."

　Regardless of race, I'm not going to stick with men.
　Get away, muscles. It's hard.

"That's right, stag beetle! You're good friends with Yashiro! That's normal!"

　Against Cabrielle, or from the other side, Delia comes shoulder-to-shoulder to shoulder.
　Wow, it's so soft.Wow! It's hard, but it's puffy!

"Ah!?" he said, "I'm so proud of my brother."You look happy!?"
"d*mn it! Is there any difference between the Insects and the Beasts?"
"...No. Jiro's smile is due to his breasts."
"'Ah... '"
"I'm not convinced!"

　That's right, but I'm a little embarrassed if I'm convinced!

"Well, it's really attractive when it starts to droop."
"You have a point, Mr. Turnip! But you can just blow it up!"
"... oh! Jillo has called another pervert in the breast link..."
"Wait, Magda. You're calling, you breast talk!"

　Don't join me with a maniac duo of mature women and everything.who would never know that the attitude against gravity is beautiful!

"Well, can I get back to it?"
"...only a few extra underwear that Magda brought from the Hunting Guild."
"How far back!? That's the conversation we had when we first met!"

　That's too much, Magda!?

"Brother... to such a little girl... as soon as I met her, I told her such a story."
`You're not pulling it out, old woman!'

　I've had that conversation, but it's not my fault.

"Today I'm going to practice setting off fireworks. and I want Magda and Delia to help me."
"... a party?"
"To be exact, it's a 'throw'."
"Should I throw fireworks?"

　Magda tilts her head to the right and Delia tilts her head to the left.
　What? You two shake your ears. That's cute!

　I'm going to leave the show to the Cabriels, but it's not clear how much they are actually "dekir."
　You can call me, but I don't want to be in such a terrible situation that I can't even look at.
　That's why we've got about two "dekiru" people ready. Insurance, in short.

"Oh, my gosh."

　With strange words Regina comes back with a crate.
　The box contained a ball the size of a shot.

"This is what fireworks are all about. but this time it's a practice kit, and I've kept the explosion to a minimum."
"What's the explosion like?"
"Even if it spreads, it's about 10 meters." a tenth part of the real thing."

　Throw it 150 meters above. You can't see it without spreading it to a certain extent.

"How long will it take to explode?"
"Ten seconds. Ten seconds to the minute after I ignited the sparks in the fuse, "Dong!""

　Lights, holds, throws vigorously, and ten seconds before the fireworks reach 150 meters above. That's quite a piece of cake.

"Well... it's scary, isn't it?"
"Oh, oh... I don't know what an explosion is like..."

　Marx shrieks and Cabriel drips sweat from his cheeks.

"Yes, slovenly,"Well, isn't it dangerous if it's made by Jiro?"

　Delia gazes at a frightened big man with a dumbfounded look.
　No, I didn't make it, and even if I did, fireworks are quite dangerous.

"Well, I'll throw you first,"

　Delia triumphantly pulls a firework out of the crate.
　Play with the palm of your hand to check the weight of the fireworks.
　... scary and scary. The sparks ignite quite quickly. Be careful with them.

"But I've never thrown anything right up there... I can't get my senses right."
"Then shall we throw it without lighting it?"
"Oh, is that okay? Then..."

　Delia repeatedly changes her form to see how best to throw.
　After trying various forms such as shot-putting style and up-throwing and down-throwing, I found myself in the most standard form of tilting and swinging my arm down from above.

`Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!'

　Unignited fireworks are thrown into the sky.

　The fireball, which roared and flew straight up, quickly exceeded its visual limit.
　It's quiet, for it won't explode.
　I have no idea what happened or how long it flew.

　I kept staring up at the sky until my neck hurt... ...and after a while fireworks fell.

"Oh, it's dangerous!? It's kind of falling down!"
"Oh, come on! Pick it up!"

　The fireworks flying directly above me fell towards Delia, but... Delia avoided it, so I had to make a sliding catch.
　What if it explodes as soon as it hits the ground?
　I didn't think so. It came off well, seriously.

"It's easier than I thought,"
"No, no, no, no..."

　I just threw it.
　From now on, you have to make adjustments such as the speed and angle of throwing, the time until the explosion, and so on, so that you can keep throwing at the same height in a row.
　But first of all, I must teach him to be careful with his handling.

"…Delia. At the speed of the ball, I guess not. It won't reach 150 meters before the explosion."
"Is that so?"
"...and then it's slow to get into motion. Ten seconds will pass more quickly than I think."
"Well... I see. I suppose so."

　After seeing Delia's throw, Magda seemed to give me a detailed analysis.
　As expected, he's a smart guy who instantly understands what we're looking for.

"All right! I'll throw it again before I forget what I'm feeling right now! I'll blow it up!"
"Well, I'll give it to you all,"

　Regina hands out cards to everyone.
　a card with only a hole in the center ...what?

"If the diameter of the explosion was the same as this hole, it would have exploded 150 meters."

　Have you calculated how big the fireworks look based on the diameter of the fireworks and the distance of 150 meters? That's convenient, isn't it?

"That's not it. Is this the way it is?"
"The real thing is ten times as wide as it is," It's very powerful."
"I see..."

　Delia bends her mouth boredly by popping the fireworks.So how to handle it!
　This guy is a little too insecure. It's really dangerous to mix sparks, scales, and light dust."
　I think we'll have to talk it over.

"Okay, then I'll throw it! How do you light it up?"
"If you pick and rub the fuse with your fingers, it will catch fire."
"Oh, that's easy. Well, let's light it up first..."

　The fuse is ignited.
　It doesn't burn, and the fuse slowly turns red and burns.

"...that's plain,"
"Buck, Delia! Hurry up and throw it!"
"Huh? Oh, I see. All right, all right!'

　With fireworks on the fuse, Delia wields them wide.
　... the form is different from before, but are you all right!?

`Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!'

　With a loud voice, Delia's arms swung wide and fireworks flung away.

　right next to...

　Fireworks burst into the walls of Regina's shop a few tens of meters away, bouncing back.
　Change the angle slightly diagonally upward and turn back in the direction you came straight.
　In other words, the fireworks returned like a parabola in the direction we were.

"All run away!"

　At my signal, all the crowded people run away.
　The doughnut-like diffusion of people creates space in the center.
　As if aimed at, fireworks fell into the space......explosive.

"Oh, my God!"

　With a tremendous burst, scales and sparks scatter the flames, and the light sparks over a wide area.
　Dangerous sparks of up to 10 meters in diameter enveloped the whole area in a blinding torrent of light.

　Then a moment of silence????

　Instead of the unmarked fireworks, there was a black burn spreading across the ground.
　Stand up, I scream with all my might.

"I'm dying!"

　Delia seems to have missed the right time to let go of the fireworks.
　And yet it played a lot, fireworks... well, I'm glad it didn't burst near Regina's.

"Guys... are you safe?"
"It's strange how safe it is..."
`Well...Mily, too, I'm afraid.'

　Magda stands next to Milly and Regina.
　He seemed to have made an instant decision and fled with them in his arms. I'm glad I brought you, seriously.

"...this is how we throw it, are we?"
"Hey, that's crazy! Come on, that'said he.

　Cabriel and Marx are dripping with sweat from the overhead corners. That's where you sweat...What a strange bunch!

　Looking around, no one seems to have been injured.
　I'm glad I've got some flesh and blood together.

　in…
　As for Delia, who was the very spark of this catastrophe...

"...I'm scared of you..."Fireworks are scary.........

　He was squatting on the ground with his head pressed.
　No, no. I'm afraid of you.

"... it's just a little difficult for Delia to do things like adjustments and calculations. I knew it from the beginning. There's nothing to worry about."

　Magda is comforting the crouching Delia's head.
　... no, it's not comforting, is it?"

"...this is Magda's turn."

　a puffy arm‐winding magda
　A vacant eye turns to me.

"...the second arm is as soft as the breast."
"I don't know where you came from, but it doesn't matter."
"...I recommend you to look at it."
"Will you throw it fast?"

　I want to finish it as soon as possible, since it's a shop.

　Magda, a little dissatisfied, pulls fireworks out of the crate.
　Hold your fingertips and hold your damp forefinger overhead. Are you watching the wind?

"...the wind is good...I can do it."

　Magda then picked the fuse and rubbed it.
　The sparks ignite and the tip of the fuse glows red.

"...ten...nine...nine..."

　Calm down and take the count and shake it slowly and in a big motion.

"...Seven... ...six!"

Magda flung out fireworks in Six.
　The speed is fast and the friction with the wind makes a high-pitched sound. Oh, it's kind of like fireworks.

"...three...two..."

　Magda keeps counting after the throw.
　and--

"...one... zero."

The fireworks burst at the same time as 'zero'.
　It's a good count.
　Magda's body clock seems to be quite accurate. That's great!

"Yes. Okay. I don't think the height is the best."

　Regina used to measure the height of the fireworks with her own cards.
　It seems that the altitude was perfect.

"...when I saw Delia's first pitch, I calculated the speed at which the fireworks flew, and the time at which the second shot would lead to an explosion."

　No, it's really too much, Magda...

"...Delia's failure was not a waste. Thanks to that, it was easy to make adjustments."
"Magda... How did you do?"
"... of course,""You're a good fellow!"

　Delia leaps at Magda and hugs her.
　Delia's large body covers Magda's small body and, as most people expect, falls to the ground together.
　Still unsatisfied, Delia is squeezing her face into Magda's pocket.
　That's what you get when you're teased by an over‐familiar golden retriever.

"... because Delia has always been there when Magda is lonely."

　Delia stayed at the Yodamari-tei for two days without Jeanette, and while Jeanette and I were in 35 wards. That must have been a happy thing for Magda.
　Come to think of it, I was kind to Loretta, Magda's guy.

　Magda may have grown up a little.
　I was able to be spoiled and repay my kindness.

"All right! I'll do it again!"

　Overcoming the failure, Delia stands up again, overcoming the fear of an accidental bombing.

"Are you all right?"
"Oh! I feel like I can do it after seeing Magda!"

　I hope I don't push it the day after tomorrow...
　However, once you see a successful example, you will be able to do it quite easily.
　You can't make fun of role models.

"Good! Regina, give me fireworks!"
"Wait a minute. Isn't it meaningless that you've been practicing all the time? It's the turnip and mulberry duo that's stuck in the top and bottom corners over there.

　I'm right about what you're saying, but it's the worst way to say it, this guy.
　What are the top and bottom corners... There's no corner below. Also, don't tie men with 'x' without permission.

"Hey, beetles and stag beetles!"
"Is it me!?"

　Marx was given a strange nickname. Well, it's nothing to worry about.

"I'll show you an example now!"
"No, as a model, that Tora daughter over there..."
"I'm going to show you! You're on standby until I see your example, okay?
"But we've thrown it once, too..."
"I'm going to wash it!"
"...wash?"

　Yes, Delia.
　You and this raccoon are the only ones who are scared.
　Look, Cabriel and Marx are staring at me like, "What do you mean?"

"Ackan. You'd better throw it right away."
`Well... Derea, I don't like to lose,'

　Regina gives away fireworks.
　It takes time and effort to make one of them. You don't want to be shot in vain, do you?
　I mean, I want you to stop exploding on the ground. That's what worries me.

"Ugh! I'm going!"

　Delia, the only one with a satisfied face.
　Spin your arms wide and set up fireworks.
　The members who were there, including me, are moving away from Delia all at once.

"Hey, what! Why are you running away?"

　It's because I'm scared!
　My hippocampus isn't worn to the point of forgetting the tragedy that just happened.

"Well... I'll do well this time."
"If you fly straight up, I'll be there! Throw it anyway!"

　Take a good distance and give Delia a go sign.
　Delia ignites the fuse, with a disobedient look on her face.
　Then they set up fireworks in a motion similar to that of Magda.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

　And I started counting after Magda... quick! Clearly quick!
　It's a count that seems to reflect Delia's way of life, where she's always leaning forward.

"Three, two, one, zero!"

Delia throws fireworks at the same time as 'Zero'.
　... Well, if the count was accurate, it would explode at hand. I'm glad you've lived a life of great haste. You've saved my life.

　Delia's fireworks go straight up into the sky.
　It moves away and disappears in no time.
　And...

　…………………Pop.

　Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"You've blown it too far!"
"What? Fireworks without guts!? Hold on for a second!"
"Don't be silly..."

　After all, Delia may not be able to make any adjustments or tweaks.

"Good! This time!"
"Ack! I don't think I'll be hit any more!"
"What! It's all right, it's not going to decrease."
`It's decreasing! It said, `it's decreasing!'
"You must set an example to them!"
`I've had enough! I've become a good 'bad example'!'
"What's wrong with you!? Tell me, Milly!"
"Well... well... well, you know, Mr. Deria,"
"Jillo!"Delia came to me for help after being rejected even by Milly.
　...Oh, I can't believe it's clogged up here......

"...Yasilo. You should shut up Delia and start practicing for the show."
"I know..."

　Even Magda must be concerned about the store.
　It is a statement to the effect that we should wrap it up and go home soon.

　Oh my gosh...

"Regina, how high was the Delia fireworks?"
"Well, I'm afraid I'm scared by the eye... ...about six hundred feet up."

　600 meters......I'm genuinely impressed with your strong shoulders.
　600 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"So it was the launch altitude of the three-foot ball,"
"Are you a good-for-natured man.

　The bear's ears sway.
　Yes, listen carefully to Delia.

"The three-shaku-dama is like the parent of a fireworks display in my hometown."
"Oh, you're the master!? You look strong!"
"Oh, it's strong! It's ten times as big as the fireworks we're going to set off this time."
"Twice as much!? Isn't that great!"
"I mean, I don't think so," Delia... ...has set off fireworks of the pro-tama class."
"Oh, that's great.........?"
"Of course! You're the master of the game!"
"Oh.........I see.........oh! Oh! Oh! Oh, you've made a fool of yourself!"
"Well, this time it's just like this because it's overruns the standard of the general public."
"Well, I can't help it! Anyway, it's like a parent!"

　a hearty laugh of Delia It seems that he bit me well.
　In short, Delia is only unyielding and has no deep preoccupation.
　I was just frustrated that Magda had succeeded and failed.
　Then you could assume that it was much more of a success than Magda's. In the first place, this fireworks is a practice to measure height and ball speed.
　Just fly straight up and explode in the sky.

　...however, the cabriels in charge of the actual performance are in trouble, so I'm going to get a good sense of it.
　But Delia is not. If you come home in a good mood, that's all right.

　Delia's strong point is that she is simple and straightforward.
　If you roll and laugh happily, the surroundings will brighten up. Delia should be in that position.
　He's not good at making sense of things like that.
　I'm so responsible that I'm going to tuck my cheeks in tears at the extremely spicy chicken that I don'

"All right! Beetles and stag beetles! Throw them as well as you can!"
"Oh, oh, oh... well, I'll do it in moderation."
"I'm starting to feel like I'm going to be able to do it. I'm not that clumsy...

　I don't like it too simple.
　Delia was in a good mood, Cabriel and Marx went to practice early, and Regina was relieved that she didn't have to shoot in vain. That's all right.
　It's the way you use words, isn't it?

　Now, I thought, well, it's settled in circles.

"...magda can fly even higher and farther than Delia."
"No, Magda...?"
"...that was the result of 'intentionally' suppression of the force to explode at the right height. I won't lose in the distance..."

　I was careless...
　There was one person here who was extremely reluctant to lose."
　Delia didn't give me the most nuanced compliments...

"... Regina. Bring all the fireworks."
"Me... responsibility, sir?"

　Regina's gaze stings at me.
　Why are you stabbing me?

　Well, it's hard, isn't it? What do you mean?
　I really think so... ...that's it.