"Yasilo!"

　The ginette comes at full speed of its own.
　It's kind of a panic.

"I'm glad... you weren't imprisoned?"

　Well, it didn't get across exactly, did it?

　I was going to have them bring me a lunch box at noon, but when I suddenly returned to the Yodamari-tei????

　Door "Gatcher".
　The girl changing her clothes, "Oh!"

　--such an incident was about to happen, and I asked Estella and the ham girl who was helping me clean the garden.
"I'm in prison, so I want you to bring me a lunch box."
　So the result is...

"Well, I received a message saying, 'I'm in prison now and I can't go back to the Yodamari-tei, so please bring me a lunch box.'"

　Well... I'm not mistaken, but it turned out to be an irresistible message that could be taken by interpretation.
　I had a vague expectation.

"And you're like, 'Finally...?!?'"
"Well, will you tell me exactly what "everyone" is?"
"Oh, no. You've just been worried, haven't you?"

　I'm dissatisfied with the worry itself.
　It seems like this kind of Genet came in a hurry. I suppose you couldn't say it was impossible. d*mn it!

"And here's your lunch," I put in his favorite deep-fried river fish."

　Hmm... I really want to see you if you can bring me something you like. I'm not caught.

"How about you?"
"Yes, everyone seems to have recovered their strength and can now move normally."
"I see,"
"I'm in the middle of doing 'light exercise' under Mr. Delia's guidance."

　At the time Delia was teaching, it could never be 'light'...or 'light' for Delia, but from our point of view it must be a level of exercise that could be classified as hard training or hard work.

"I'm sorry, but I called you up before lunch."
"No. Actually, I'm going to have lunch a little late."

　That's because they try to eat light meals several times at intervals in order to get the stomach back to normal after a long biased diet.
　It's reasonable to eat several times little by little from the point of view of digestion. However, I don't like it very much because I can't fully enjoy the feeling of fullness.

"From tomorrow, it looks like it will be a normal diet class. There was nothing wrong with Regina's medical examination."
"Are you here, Regina?"
"Yes. They came early in the morning saying that if you do something suddenly, you'll get sick, and they're still watching me."

　Oh... He's not here.

"And Norma said she would teach you simple dishes that you can cook at home, and I'll leave lunch to Norma."
"What is Imelda doing?"
"Let's see... 'Look at the perfect nice buddy and aim' and wander around in your swimsuit..."
"What's he doing?"
"But maybe that's why you're so excited."
"'I'll definitely look back!'"
"Yes... well, that's what it looks like."

　Well, as long as you're so energetic, are you all right?

"I'm glad to hear that before it's too late."
"Well..."

　muttered Jeanette, pulling her chin and looking down to the ground.
　Do you feel guilty about noticing it, or do you feel sorry for forcing them to take care of you?"

"You have nothing to reflect on?"
"No, I don't know if I can forgive you... this is another selfish feeling."

　He laughed so hard that he couldn't see it.
　I'll give you this word.

"Genet".
"What?"
"Confession, please.
"Ah.........." Yes, I confess."

　to face one's sins, to forget them, and to forgive oneself someday.

"I'm glad that Mr. Jiro remembered it."

　She hugs herself ticklishly and looks at me with a peeping upward glance.
　Stop it. You'll want to take me away.

"...thank you,"

　After bowing down, he says, "Hehe..." shyly.
　Oh, can I take this home with me? I want to leave it by my bedside.

　...what!?
　I don't know what to do.
　I was really close to being imprisoned.
　Let's change the subject for now.

"Don't you feel any strange guilt by staying away from the Yangtari-tei?"
"Yes. ... well, I feel strange."

　Has the Yodamari-tei been closed completely since the renovation of the store?
　I was doing business at a stall during the 35th leg expedition.

"Thankfully, there are many people who care about Yodamari-tei. At the same time, there are many people I would like to cherish at Yangdalitei. If I can help such people, I think it's not bad to take a day off... these days I've come to think of it."

　Jeanette used to be afraid of taking a break from the Yodamari-tei.
　They might have thought that if they closed the store, they would just disappear.
　At least I wouldn't have closed the shop when I was running the shop alone. no matter how few guests come no matter how rough the weather is

　But Jeanette has changed.
　At the same time, Yodamari-tei changed.

　You should be able to understand it properly now.
　After a day or two of rest, the Yangtari-tei should be gone.

　Jeanette has risen to the level of being the manager of Yodamari-tei.
　I've grown stronger.

　Well, as a manager, I still have a bad eye on sales and profits."But I'm going to show up to Grandma Mum for a little while now.

　An old woman who says that drinking tea at Yangdaljeong is her daily routine.
　Genetically, it seems uncomfortable not to look at her face. It's your daily routine, isn't it? Drinking tea with old lady Moomoo.

"And I'll go and see how Magda is doing."

　Gennette seems to have time because Norma is preparing lunch.
　Magda will be delighted if Jeanette shows up.
　………………… Huh!?

"Genet and Cantaltica are dangerous."
"He?"

　There is a customer over there who looked at Jeanette with evil eyes.
　I can't believe I let Jeanette go to such a place alone...

"I think I'll go, too." Shall we have dinner together?"
"Oh, no. You must be busy at lunchtime, so I thought I'd go home right after seeing your face... and Norma said she'd make my share."
"Oh, really?"

　Well, if I were to go home all of a sudden, would it be all right... ...but drunkards are not good enough... ...and Magda and Milly would be worried, too... ...that's all right!

"There was a mace here in the arsenal, so you may take it!"
"No... I don't handle that kind of thing a little..."
"Then I'll give you instructions! Change into clothes that are easy to move around and get together again.
"Mr. Jiro, please calm down. It's all right. you know?"

　It's sweet! It'sweet!
　Do you want me to put it into practice right now?
　Two big swells, clenched from behind, and wildly fluttered... ...so I'll be imprisoned!

"…I see. But be very careful. Don't follow me even if I'm approached by a stranger. Don't ask me to give you sweets."
"Mr. Jiro... I'm not a child, am I?"

　Stupid!
　I suppose you're saying this because you're more vulnerable than any other child!

"If a mysterious, mysterious top chef says, 'I'll teach you a recipe for a new dish,' you'll follow me!?"
"Well... I don't think a top chef is a mystery..."

　I don't care about that!

"And what I'm interested in is the recipe Mr. Yashiro teaches me. I would like to place dishes suitable for the Yodamari-tei."

　...that is, the food I propose goes well with Yodamari-tei. In other words, you and I have the same color as Yodamari-tei.........

"Hoot!"
"Mr. Jiro!"
"No... I'm all right..."

　I'm so embarrassed!
　I'm so embarrassed!

　Yeah! That's right!
　Jinet is not a kid either!
　I'm sure it'll be all right!
　And Magda!

"Say hello to Magda, then,"
"Yes, Mr. Yashiro, how long do you think you'll be back?"

　Jinepu, come home early from loneliness☆

　......what!?
　What is the voice of the mysterious, cute creature!?
　I didn't say it!
　Jeanette won't say such a thing by mistake!
　I'm a little too excited!

"I have something to do here," It may be late."
"I see. I'll have your bath ready by then."
"I'm going home early! I'm going home now!"
"No!? It takes a long time to take a bath because there are so many women today! I'm sorry, come home as soon as you can."
"All right. Don't go home about seven, saying, "I'll be back about eight o'clock at night!"
"I'll lock you up, if you keep saying that!"

　Jeanette waved her arms around with a red face.
　No, because, you know, they're all anemic, they're tired, they need bath assistance, they need bath assistance, they need hard work!? Man, do you need bath assistance?

　But don't be too lazy to be locked out."
　Shut out of Yodamari-tei, who always waits for me to come back... Yeah, I might cry.

"Okay. If I finish my business early, I'll kill time in Cantaltica."
"What..."

　Jeanette twitches her fingers with a sudden look of loneliness.
　What's going on?

"Oh, um... don't be full when a mysterious top chef says, 'I'll treat you to a very good meal for free,'"

　Isn't it a mystery to be a first-class chef?

"Well, I don't think I've cooked at all today... I think I'll have a big dinner."
"Yes, that's what I'm going to do."

　Cooking is Jeanette's vocation, hobby and lifework.
　I don't want to be stressed out by not being able to cook.

"It's also a strategy to show Jiro eating deliciously and remind people of the fun of eating."

　Jeanette's strategy is somehow to deceive children...
　I don't think they'll eat too much anymore.

　His face at that time was full of serious impatience.
　They've noticed that it's almost too late, and they're probably struggling to get back together now.
　I made a little mistake, but they're basically not stupid. Teach them that they're wrong, and they can go back to the right path. That's probably why so many people are helping us."Then I'll use my brains to keep you hungry,"
"Isn't it exercise?"
"The most energetic thing in the human body is the brain,"

　If you overwork it like crazy, you'll almost fall hungry in just a few hours.
　Once upon a time, when I wrote a book about a new religion, I ran out of gas after writing a manuscript of 100,000 characters a day.
　The brain really eats up energy. I don't think it's the same as a marathon.

"So, would you be hungry if you studied together?"
"Oh, you'll lose weight, but you'll gain weight if you eat it."
"Is that so!"

　I'm hungry, but I'm not burning calories.
　Exercise is definitely the best way to burn calories properly.

"Well, I'll be back soon,"
"Oh, thank you for your lunch."
"No. It was fun."

　Making a lunch box is... He says with a happy look what he thinks will continue to say.
　I'll have to open the Yodamari-tei as soon as possible.
　Let's say we'll clean up and done quickly.

　With his lunch under his arm, he turned to the basement where the prison was located.

"Ah, Mr. Jiro...!"

　Jeanette stops me from walking.
　When I looked back, my big eyes were staring at me, and I felt a little impatient, regretful, or, "Oh... I stopped you." What should I do?" Jeanette was biting her lips.

　What's wrong with you?
　with a look of "I have something to say."

"Well... just now, I'm afraid..."

　That one?

"... peep?"
"I'm not talking about baths. and don't look into it."

　Is it not?
　And I wonder if I can't... d*mn, if I'm reminded, I can't use the strategy of "Oh, I'm sorry! I can't carelessly!"

"Well... Mr. Cantaltica..."
"Are you talking about breast milk?"
"You weren't talking about that, were you?"

　No, I was doing it!
　Dangerous Ossan, a big-breast fanatic, is around, so take his mace!
　... oh, didn't you mention the breast part?

"... well, with me, I'll have dinner..."
"Oh, that's it,"

　But as long as Norma says she'll prepare Jeanette's share, we can't have dinner together. I have lunch, too.

"Don't worry. I've only said it."
"No, no! Well... I'd love to."

　By all means?

"If I have a chance... next time, why don't we have dinner together?"

　Huh...?
　That's...

　It's not unusual to eat with Jeanette.
　That's hard to do together because of work, but we eat together when we donate, and we eat together when we're in the store when we don'

　But this is a different color.
　This is...

"In Cantaltica?"
"Well, I don't care where it is."

　I mean, that's...

　Is it a date invitation?

　Let's dine with Jeanette at a restaurant other than Yodamari-tei......


　Okay. All right.
　I understood the situation.
　Well, I don't think so. Jeanette would need to eat things from other shops once in a while.
　know oneself by knowing others Isn't that important?

　That's why it's a good thing.
　Jeanette and rice.
　It's just a little different from the usual, obvious things you do.
　I have no particular consciousness. It's part of my job.
　It's an investment to make a profit.

　Oh, that's all right.
　Let's go. with a ginette in one's

"Shoda! Let's go!"
"Well... yes... please."

　He bowed his head and Jeanette ran away.
　It's very late, but I'm kind of desperate.
　My arms are swinging from side to side. Oh, just swinging back and forth would give me a little more time... I looked at him thinking nothing.

　That's right.
　If I have a chance next time, I should like you to show me Jeanette's best run. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."






　For a while the wind outside cooled my brain.
　If you go in, all the time will be the time to play.
　breathing, eye contact, breathing Control it all consciously and get what you want.
　That's the battlefield, beyond this door -- the prison.

"...All right. The switch is complete."

　Meeting Jeanette sometimes forces her to switch off as a swindler. It's hard to do. I suppose his good‐natured aura will make him do that.They pump the air into the lungs, and then they start beating up brain cells one by one.

　take out a bundle of keys in one's pocket

　Estella's authority has now eliminated the guards guarding this dungeon.
　All four doors are therefore tightly locked.
　Getting out of prison requires breaking the prison key and its four doors, which is not easy. It's a robust defense, for it's only a prison where important suspects are imprisoned.

　That's why you removed the guard and left it to me.

　Everyone but me will stand in the way of this strategy.
　He kept no one but me out of the house until he broke his lips.
　Well, in my opinion, it won't be such a long battle. That monkey girl looks like an honest guy.

　unlock, go in and lock
　Three times over, I went down the stairs leading to the basement.
　in doing so with ostentatious nagging

"Why... why did I do such a thing... ...just use it."

　Open the last door at the end of the stairs, murmuring away complaints.

"... I know. Say something about it's all right. Hey!"

　lock the door, saying, "
　Then, clapping your tongue.

　Looking back, I found a guard desk in front of me.
　I can't see the prison, but I can watch the prison from here. That's the position.
　The view of the exit from the prison will excite the prisoner's desire to escape. I think it's a good position.

　Place a bunch of keys on the desk and head to prison with a tray of monkey lunches.
　The monkey in the prison was still crouching against the wall.

"Hey, it's rice."

　She calls out, but the monkey doesn't respond.
　But I should be able to hear my voice. "Dinner, 'cause"
This phrase, which is less independent and full of the feeling of being made to do than "dazao" (rice), together with the small play I did in front of the door, makes me feel like I'm being pushed by someone to look after me.
　The rest of the story is that once in a while the monkey woman will bite.

　If you're in the same boat, you'll have something to talk about.

"Well, where are you going to go first?"

　The prison has a long, narrow door to hold the food tray, but I dare to pretend that I don't notice it.

"The only way I can do this is to open the prison..."

　The monkey girl reacts faintly to such a remark.
　That's right.
　If an ignorant, stupid man who is not enthusiastic about his duties unlocks his prison, he has a chance to escape.
　But I don't want to get hurt, so I'll tell you in advance.

"There is no point in killing me, just in case,"

　stand with one's hands open so that one can see the whole body well

"The key to the door is not here,"

　--it's on that desk over there. I'm going to slap the monkey girl around my waist.
　It's an empty‐handed appeal.

　This is where the play from before comes to life.
　I've been forced to keep watch over here, and I'm not even openly motivated, so I don't have a key that's important to me. In this way, an arbitrary story is constructed in the monkey's brain.
　At the evidence, a silent monkey clapped her tongue slightly.

　Perhaps out of interest, the monkey turned her back on the wall and turned away.

　open a prison and put food inside
　I'd like to stir it up a little more, but... well, don't be impatient.
　close a prison early

"All right, I'm done with my work. Let's eat."

　sit there alone, without telling anyone
　I spread out my Jeanette lunch box and eat normally.

"Oh... it's Gori,"

　The fried river fish that Jeanette had been talking about was just as impressive.
　My favorite food is a small river fish called Gori. Did Delia bring it for you? I'm thankfulness
　Come to think of it, I had an appointment to go fishing at night. I'll go with you when you've got everything done.

"It's delicious... very delicious..."

　It has a nostalgic taste and reminds me of many things.
　... Oh, that's crazy. I'm going to cry.
　This deep‐fried gori was my boss's favorite food. It was a great scramble for ….

"Ah... I want to go home."

　For a moment I wanted to go back to the sunlit house.
　Somehow I wanted to tell them exactly, "It was deliciously.
　I wonder why... it's because I ate fried gori... or because of the restriction that I can't go home until night.
　The desire to go home is more pronounced in situations where you can't go home for some reason than in situations where you can always go home.

　Yeah. I don't think so.
　Jeanette is going to dilute the con artist element in me.
He said, "I want to go home," and so on.

　Well, that'll do you good.k.a. good job.

　Anyway, I and the Monkey are the only ones here now, and they are thinking the same thing now.


"I want to go home."--"


　He ate up his lunch without uttering a word from there.
　It was delicious.
　It might have been better if it hadn't been in such a quiet place. That made me feel a little disappointed.

　After dinner, I lie on the floor.
　The rough stone floors are cold and hard.
　I don't think I can sleep well in a place like this.

　There seemed to be straw beds and blankets in the prison.I don't think I can sleep soundly.

"Why don't you lend me a blanket?"

　After turning over several times, raise your upper body and ask the monkey.

"It's cold, the floor. You haven't slept yet, have you?"

　Throwing is inevitably ignored.
　After staring for a while, he lies on the hard floor with a sigh of "...oh my gosh."
　I slept a little, turning my back on the monkey.What I'm doing right now is a psychological war actually carried out by a great power to break the ice on spies -- an improved version of it.
　The content is so simple that you'll be around someone who's obstinately tight-lipped. That's all.
　Captured people hide themselves in their shells with open guard. Stimulate it from the outside, and the thicker and stronger the shell becomes.

　I'll give you the freedom to deal with the wary. There's nothing but that. if the means of torture are to be eliminated

　This is also used for counseling closed-minded children, but they don't force them to talk, just stay with them, and do nothing. only exist there Nevertheless, I will protect you when danger approaches, and I will keep an eye on you. Moreover, do not interfere more than necessary.

　You don't have to make yourself feel like you're on your side when you're facing someone who's closed‐minded. It's all right to make me think that I'm not the enemy.
　It doesn't matter whether it's set or background. If we can make people realize that it's not harming, then change will naturally.

　You can feel a little nervous in your first room, such as a hotel, but you'll feel relaxed if you stay there for a few hours.
　If we can recognize that it's a space where no one is harming us, we'll release ourselves from our guard.
　People take further action when they are less vigilant.
　People are creatures that unconsciously seek a comfortable place to live.
　and--

　Man is a creature that must be relied upon.

　The more shy a child is, the more reluctant he is to part ways.
　The higher the initial vigilance, the greater the dependence after forgiveness.

　When people are in the same space, they feel more than a little affinity. especially to those who do not harm themselves
　Regardless of whether the affinity is cute, "This person is likely to be on my side," or "This person is likely to be drawn into my company."


"Come on... go on!"

　How long would you have slept?
　I haven't slept soundly, but I've been dozing off to some extent, so I can't feel the time.
　However, the long-awaited voice wakes my consciousness up in an instant.

　Oh, it's too late.
　Sleeping on a hard floor has made you feel very nervous, hasn't it?

"Hey, get up...!"

　A husky voice throwing hard bread at me as a meal.
　Don't throw your food at me. Eat properly afterwards.

　As I sat up pretending to be lazy, I saw a monkey staring at me, clutching the fence in the prison.

"Would you like to do business with Arth?"

　In the face of the prey I had eaten, I desperately stifled a smile that almost escaped... and clenched my fists in my heart at the result that was much faster than I had imagined.