"Narrow!"

　Leave the carriage in the lord's stable and walk the twenty-ninth leg.
　The road is narrow!

"It is impossible to get to this road in a carriage."
"There are only a few high streets that a carriage can pass."
"It's a measure to impose tariffs, isn't it?" for many merchants carry a great deal of goods in carts."
"Do you understand, pal Jiro?"
"I'm not explaining it in turn, are you making fun of me?"

　glare at everyone who blames themselves on the rounds
　I understand most of it, that's about it's about it.

　Early in the morning, we arrived at the lord's residence in the twenty-ninth Ward, where we were greeted as imagined--specifically, "Isn't there any common sense in coming so early?", "The outside nobles may have a different concept of time than we do?", "Is it true that the rumor that the countryman's morning is early?"--and decided to go on an inspection of the city as originally planned?

　Although the lord's heart was dirty, the streets were small but beautiful.

　The twenty-ninth Ward has the largest avenue from the thirtieth Ward, and there are several other streets where horse-drawn cars can pass.
　However, other streets are extremely narrow, and even carts, let alone horse-drawn carts, are difficult to pass through.
　It may be rough, but there are many steps, and the ups and downs are intense. ...I hope you don't mind walking.

　Even in the neighborhood of the city center, a single main street is a complicated road full of the feeling of "back alley."
　Walls well above head height, buildings close to each other, walls of buildings so dense as to cancel out the hustle and bustle of the high street -- they block even the sunlight, and the feeling of oppression is tremendous.
　It's like a huge maze on a city scale.

"The residential and commercial districts are generally constructed like this. If we go a little further, we will go into the agricultural district, and the road will widen."

　Lucia points to the east and gives us such an explanation.
　In short, this is the only way around the main street for horse-drawn and carts to pass through the main street. Most outside merchants travel by carriage, so they can't evade customs duties through the back road.

　But even the people who live here use carts. Therefore, if you go further into the city, the road will be wider and you will be able to use carts.

　In other words, the twenty-ninth district has two aspects: the city that customers from outside see and the city that residents see.
　backstage and backstage Are such different worlds next to each other in this city?

"But if I carry my baggage on my back, I'll be able to carry it and get through it."

　There is no wall between the wards, and it would be possible to sneak through.

"We're under surveillance where we can get through,"
"Really!"
"Of course. Most of my income comes from a town like a toll. Why don't you concentrate on it?"
"It's a dirty trick to lure him into the net."

　If you've just come to this city, you're likely to fall for it without knowing it.
　No, it's a little rascal who at first goes through the regular route, but uses cunning tricks to see if there's a little rascal is a duck.

　I'm the target.

　A strange chill rubs my spine.
　Well, I wasn't dangling with my luggage, and I wouldn't have been watching. Yes, it's okay.

"By the way, if you pay taxes here, you will get a permit, which is indispensable to do business inside of here."
"...what?"

　Suddenly, Estella begins to tell a disturbing story.

"Because merchants from outside definitely pass the BU, surely they have a permit? If not, whether they belong to the guild of this city or have received an imperial decree from the lord... anyway, it is quite a restriction to do business inside the BU." I'm not particular about that in the outer circumference."

　Come to think of it, I feel like I've been asked too much to prove the guild or to present the lord's permit.

"It seems that many merchants pretend to sell and report to the lord because they receive a reward for submitting an outlaw to the lord. Well, the end of a bad man's life is no good."

　All I get is a dry smile from Estella's little hateful wink.
　I know everything about this guy and he says it, so I hate him.

"If you don't care much about the outer circumference, does that mean that people who go outside through BU's can evade taxes as much as they want? Isn't that unfair?"

　I'll try to make such a difficult habit, at least of anger. though…

"Of course it's unfair. Of course not?"
"Well... I see,"

　Those who go outside from the inside are, or are related to, aristocrats of higher rank than those in BU. I'm sure you'll do as much as you like.
　Oh, that's why the aristocrats are so...

"Is the so-called 'noble sugar' made inside the 'BU'?"
"Yes. As for refining, I think we're 'granting' the outer perimeter to show off our power."

　Is it an honor to be given a job by a great nobleman? Oh, yes, yes. ill‐feeling

"There will be a stifling place for you, anchovies," How is it? Are you breathing well?"
"It's the kind of air that makes me sick every time I breathe,"

　I feel like I'm being robbed of my heart, or even oxygen. They won't charge me later, will they?

"Everyone, watch your step."

　Natalia, walking ahead, says without looking back.
　As it stands, you start climbing up the long, thin stairs that are integrated with the walls of the towering buildings.

　Stairs built of piled bricks level about two meters above the ground and turn into long, narrow bridges.
　Under the bridge there was a narrow channel through which pure water flowed.

"Water, isn't it?"
"Well, at this rate, I don't think there will be a shortage of water in the agricultural districts ahead."

　Looking down at the waterway from the top of the bridge, Estella and I had almost the same impression.
　I understand, but it is safe to say that "the 29 wards were forced to close their sluice gates due to lack of water."

"What would you like to do? Would you like to go straight to the agricultural district or take a rest at the cafe right there?"
"Cafe!"

　Estella answered immediately.
　...you.

"Because you've been walking down the road with lots of ups and downs, and you'll get thirsty, too,"
"Well, certainly,"

　That's why I'm so am I.
　After the rain, the narrow, air-stopping, sealed passageway was filled with intense moisture.
　Sweat has drained me of water and my nose is dry.

　If there's a cafe, I'd like a cup of cold tea.

"But, um... I can't expect anything but a drink."Estella's cheeks twitch.
　It seems that the rice here tastes pretty bad. Estella's expression on her face must be pretty disheartening.
　Let's not look forward to it, either.

"By the way, anchovies. What are you going to drink?"

　Lucia asks me such a question as I walk.
　Why should I tell you that when you haven't even arrived at the store? I'd like to say I'll decide after I arrive...

"Well, iced tea?"

　I'm thirsty, and it's a little hot and humid.

"Yasilo... iced tea is not served except at Yodamari-tei."
"Oh... I see,"

　There is no ice in this world.
　It's everywhere, but it's pretty high-end.

　At Yodamari-tei, a bottle of tea is put in a well and cooled.
　The idea of iced tea is unfamiliar to the people of this town. It's treated as 'cold tea.'
　It seems that tea is generally hot and savory.

"Then shall we have soft fruit drinks?"
"Maybe I should do that, too,"
"I'll have some tea,"
"I'll do it the same as you, Natalia."
"Well, then, there is no problem?"

　When Lucia heard their answers, she nodded.
　Problem?
　Oh, is there a rule like prohibiting alcohol?

"What are you going to do, Lucia?"
"I get apple ale,"

　Are you okay with drinking?
　I guess it's a cafe, but where I'm going from now on.

　When it comes to drinking, it might be like a cantaltica.

"Is it a sign that the lord will treat you?"

　Lucia stopped walking and turned around with a look of great annoyance.

"Can't you make a better demand, anchovy?" If you say such a thing, you'll lose your motivation by buying it."
"Do you want me to ask you to be more s*xy? Like this."
"Don't... I'll throw up."

　Lucia grips her temple with a pale face.
　When I feel like throwing up, I hold my mouth. Do you get something from my temples that says it's disgusting? What's that disgusting?

"If you go around three times and say, "Lucia is a little beautiful," you'll have to treat me."

　Lucia grinning high-handedly.
　Raise the corner of your mouth and stare at me with a "What's wrong? Try, fall in love."

　Hmm... Don't lick it.

　With my right foot as the axis, the genius ballerina made three beautiful, blue turns at high speed and shouted loudly into the waterway.

"Lucia is a little beautiful!"
"... you have no pride?"
"I couldn't feel hesitation, and my friend Jiro's behavior was... graceful."

　Lucia and Gilberta look puzzled.

　Lucia... You underestimate me.

"If you're going to treat me, I'll shake my tail as much as I can! That's me!"
"Is that all right with him, Estella?"
"I don't mind if you ask me, but that's the kind of man Jiro is."

　Besides, it's true that Lucia is beautiful, so it's not even a lie.
If it were a remark that might get you hooked on the "Judgment of the Spirit," he would refuse to treat you, but if it were true, it would be cheap enough to praise you.

"On the other hand, I never said anything that looked down on Lucia."
`--?!?'

　Lucia's eyes open.
　Hmmm. You must have realized the mistake in your strategy now.
　But it's too late. I'm sure I'll buy you something! I can't turn it!

"... to you, sir.

　He glares at me and says something as if he were squeezing out of my clenched teeth.

"When you say, "It's ugly," or "It's ugly," or something like that."I'm not hurt!"

"Hmm!" says Lucia, turning away and walking away.
　Leave us alone and walk away alone.

　Maybe it's just my imagination... like my ears were a little red...?

"Yasilo......are you going to powder Lucia?"
"Wait! It's a misunderstanding!"

　I didn't mean, "I care about Lucia, so I don't want to say 'buss' even if it's a lie (white tooth 'Kiran')."
It is said that any remark which might get caught in the "Judgment of the Spirit" was to be taken care of in the event of a deterioration of the relationship. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"That's a serious situation..."

　Natalia says quietly.

"I can't believe that Jiro's strike zone is going down to the B cup..."
`I didn't lower it down!"
"Why didn't I lower it!? I don't think that kind of line drawing is good because it creates discrimination!"
"Why are you so angry?"
"I'm not angry at all!"
"In either case, Estella is out of range, so you don't have to worry about her."
"Noisy, Natalia!"

　Estella and Natalia show off a good-natured verbal fight, whether they are on good terms or not.
　Well, I'm not thinking about wooing Lucia! It's his misunderstanding!

"I'm sorry, I am,"

　Gilberta raises his hand to interrupt the noisy Estella.

"I want you to pay attention to me. I want you to go after me, Lucia." I've been looking over here, Lucia, from over there."

　Lucia gazed at Gilberta from about 200 meters away.
　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
　I'm sorry I can't read the mood. So, don't be so bloated. Your cheeks will burst."Wait, Lucia!"

　After uttering those words, he pretends to go after Lucia quickly.
　This is also called entertainment.

　Strawling down a narrow road, catching up with Lucia and leaving the alley with Lucia once in a bit of a bad mood.
　There was a cafe right by the big street and we walked in there.





　The interior of the shop was more like a cafe than a bar, with a somewhat merciful interior.
　Imageually, it is unified with furniture and interior decorations with the atmosphere of a confused rabbit clock.

　As Natalia said, this place is like a cafe.

"One ale, two fruit juices, and two cups of tea, please,"

　Gilberta is placing orders in bulk.
　I didn't even look at the menu because it was predetermined.
　Therefore, I opened the menu out of a sense of duty as a person who has been involved in the food and drink business for more than a year.

"Oh!"

　When I opened the menu and saw the first letter that jumped in, I couldn't help but exclaim.

"Order! Wait! I want to change it!"

　Call the clerk who was about to leave and I'll point to the menu.
　The place where my finger was pointing was marked with the word 'coffee'.

"Change one fruit juice to coffee."

　I never thought there was coffee in another store.
　I can't believe I've met you here.
　Well, Jeanette used to say, "Some stores sell it." Tell me you heard it from Assundt.
　I see, this is where the store is located.
　There may be a habit of drinking coffee around here.

　When I asked for a change of order, the clerk smiled happily and bowed adorably.
　Are you confident in your coffee? He looked very happy.

　Meanwhile...

"How do you look, Lucia?"

　Lucia's expression visibly clouded, distorted and grim.
　It wasn't that expensive, was it?, and when I looked at the menu, they said, "Hot coffee, 20Rb." It's not such an exorbitant amount of money to see that ale is 50Rb. What are you looking so sour about?

"Anchovy... don't leave it?"

　A disdainful glance that even makes me feel disappointed is directed at me.
　What? Coffee is all you need to do.
　I won't leave it. I don't think it'll come out as a pitcher... ...is it too much of a mess to drink?

"Thank you for waiting,"

　A clerk says with a smile on his face.

　The first thing that came was Lucia's ale.
　The ale was served with peanuts on a platter, perhaps for service.

"Do you want to eat?"

　Lucia suddenly offers me a small plate of peanuts.

"Oh, what's wrong with you? You're very generous, aren't you Lucia?"
"Stop it, I'll throw it!"

　Lucia clutching peanuts and waving them over them.
　Stop it! I'm not a demon! ...even if I throw it to a demon, it's not peanuts.wa

　They give it to me, so I'll get a peanut, break the shell, and chew the peanuts.
　Yeah, it's delicious. It's just peanuts.
　Shortly afterwards, Estella's fruit juice arrives.
　A peanut stands beside me.

　...what?

　After a while tea is served in front of Natalia and Gilberta. with peanuts on a platter

「…………」

　The air in the table is dead.
　After a few minutes without anyone saying anything, my coffee finally arrives.
　Of course, with peanuts.

"A lot of peanuts!"

　How much are you pushing for, peanuts!

"Is peanuts a specialty?"
"No, it's the bean that's being made in this ward,"
`Then give me a green bean!'
"What? Are you a soramame?"
`I don't remember joining such a faction!'

　What? Is there a bean war? What's the bean war!

　If you are accompanying me with beer, I can understand.
　So there was no discomfort in following Yale in a hundred steps.
　But it's strange that fruit juice, tea and coffee are served with peanuts.

　And if it's not a specialty, it's just a service... think about compatibility.

　Each dish of peanuts on a small plate was reasonably large, and if you put it together for five people, it seemed like a bag of peanuts sold in supermarkets.
　...I don't want to eat that much, peanuts.

"By the way, Jillo,"

　While breaking the shell of peanuts, Estella only turns her voice to me.
　My eyes are fixed on peanuts. I'm seriously breaking the shell... or rather, I'm tired of moving... in an atmosphere full of emotion.

"If you leave something uneaten, you'll be fined."

　Estella points to the warning on the wall.

"...you're pushing me so hard, and I'm not going to say that!"

　Oh my gosh...
　You are not allowed to leave food behind, but you will come by with food on your own. That's a fine rip off. Isn't it too sinister to "don't leave behind" a large amount of things you haven't asked for?

"Don't doubt your common sense, sir,"
"It's pretty bad, as you say,"

　Lucia says, crunching peanuts.
　Lucia's face also has an expression of disgust. Lucia doesn't seem to like being forced to follow these rules.

　I leave the peanuts that I've already started to get tired of after eating about four grains, and put my mouth on the coffee.

"Mad!"

　The coffee I had in my mouth was rich in variety, unusually thick, and had a migraine-like bad taste.You can easily imagine that everything from grinding beans to making hot water to extraction to filtering is messy.

　Do I have to eat peanuts with this poor coffee in my hand? It's hell.

　I was so fed up that I wanted to leave the store quickly.

　Drink up the tasteless coffee while holding back the painful temples.
　...the bottom of the cup is filled with powder. What's this drip?

　Overcoming my ascetic practices, I put the empty cup on the saucer.

　At that moment????

"I'll pour you a refill."
"What?"

　Before I knew it, a clerk standing behind me poured another cup of coffee into my cup with a smile on his face. to the brim

　...what a joke!

"That's the case with all the cafes in 'BU' --"

　Lucia explains with a stiff expression.

"You can only have another cup of coffee." No, it's not 'freedom' -- it's compulsory refill."
"What's the annoying system!"

　Moreover, the coffee tasted bad.
　In addition, leftovers are fined...

"Hey, let's close this store."
"Huh, that's a pity, anchovy... most of the shops in this ward are like this."

　I don't know what do you mean?

　What do you mean by robbing the whole city?
　This town is going to rotting!

"That's why I checked it in advance. 'What are you going to order at this shop?'"

　I see.
　If I had said "coffee" there, I'd have thought of stopping it at that stage.
　For some reason, coffee is free to refill... It seems compulsory.

　Even in Japan, there were a lot of shops where you could have a refill of coffee, so maybe that's the way it is. ...however, it seems to be the style of this city to ignore the opinions and intentions of its customers altogether.

"When you're done drinking, turn it upside down and put it back on the saucer. If you're done eating peanuts, you'd better turn the plates upside down."
"I think it'll get dirty, but the table,"
"I don't care. It's this store that has adopted that rule. I'll take responsibility for cleaning it up."

　As he spoke, he ate up all the peanuts he had and quickly flipped the platter over.
　Peach shells and skins scatter on the table.
　Lucia, however, yells the peanuts into her mouth without showing any concern.

"If you don't do this, you can bring me an endless refill. The fine for leftovers is high. It's a good thing to do."

　Apparently, the fine will pay for itself.
　I'll block you out of spite.

　I drank another bad cup of coffee that was likely to cause migraine, ate all the peanuts, and quickly flipped the cups and plates over.

　The peanut shells and the powder that had settled on the bottom of the coffee cup are scattered.
　......what's this rule? No one gains.

"Yasilo... do you like peanuts?"

　Estella offers me six grains as she says such things like that.
　When we were talking about dinner in the twenty-ninth leg of the carriage, we could understand a little why Estella's expression was clouded.

　I guess this is what it looks like everywhere in this ward.
　Are you doing that kind of 'kosui' business, or are there any other reasons? . . . .

　In any case, it seems that we need to be very careful about eating and drinking in this ward.

"Lend it to me,"

　Say so, and toss the six peanuts into your mouth.
　...the moisture in my mouth is getting drained away.

　Along with it, Estella flips the platter over.
　Then Natalia and Gilberta followed suit by flipping their plates.
　Juice and tea have no refills.

　Now we can relax.


　. . . . I... I haven't been able to relax at all.


　A mouthful of peanuts and two forced cups of coffee blend into the stomach to form a japun japun japun japun-japun-japun japun japun japun japun japun japun japun japun japun japun japun japun japun.

　...the twenty-ninth district, Mendokse.


　I decided to just wait for the others to finish their drinks, caressing their chapped stomachs from the forceful bad coffee (two cups).