by the way
　Theresa's success brought a warm atmosphere to the stage.

　An incident happened during such a race.

"Hehe... I fell down."

　Bertina, heavily stained on the front of her pure white robe, presses her cheek shyly.
　He seems to be as clear as ever and can't even laugh.

"Sister, are you all right?"
"Yes. I wasn't even speeding."

　Jeanette is anxiously asking Bertina.
　I don't think there's any serious injury, but...

　Bertina selected the smallest children in the church to take part in the race, with the title "Who's Ever Eat Together?"
　Perhaps they wanted to have kids who are still dangerous to participate in the athletic meet, but who can run independently. It's more beltina-like to think that I was originally meant to do it, not inspired by the fact that I took Teresa.

　However, it was bad that there were two kids who were the targets.
　Having both two-year-old and three-year-old kids in the race, Bertina was running side by side with her left and right hands tied to each kid.
　However, even though they are two or three years old, they are children of the Forty-two wards, and they are also children of the Beast race.
　Running faster than Bertina had expected, Bertina, who had been forced to bend forward because of her height difference, was pulled and fell untouched. from a long time ago

　Bertina looks unconcerned because she must have pain near her knees, but when she makes a gesture of pain, the kids cry so much out of guilt... even now... she's still dragging herself all the time.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"Oh, my God, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!
"No, I was just a little dreary. There's nothing wrong with them."

　Bertina crouches down and caresses the heads of the little children.
　The black dirty robe is very painful.

`Is that what you're talking about?'

　Even Teresa, who had been in a frenzy earlier, is about to cry over Bertina's fall. Oh, I'm already crying.

"Oh, yes, black.........she's always white, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet."
"It's all right, Mr. Teresa," It doesn't hurt. Your clothes will be clean if you wash them. Right? Don't cry. you know?"

'Unusual'
　That's more than enough to stir up the kid'

`Oh, my God, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...!'

　Theresa started crying.
　When my older sister (Teresa) starts to cry, the two and three-year-old kids start crying together.
　Then the church kids in the cheering and spectator stands sprinting toward Bertina.

　This uproar just by falling.
　Beltina, you're loved.

　......or is he considered a very dodgy person?

"Men, ladies and gentlemen, It's okay, isn't it? I don't feel any pain, do I don't I? Just a little fall... Hey, Mr. Yashiro!"

　Bertina calls my name because she's so embarrassed by the constant crying kids.
　...and why me? You can rely on Jeanette. ......so Jeanette had already tried to defeat each of the crying kids individually, but the crying voice induced him to surrender.
　Oh, my mother and daughter are all looking over here, man.
　You guys must be more specialized in it.........oh my gosh.

"Bertina," Don't you have a pain in your knee?"
"Huh!"

　Bertina clearly looks impatient when the facts point out whether she was trying to hide them.
　The children who are quick to detect it start crying out loud again.

"Ya, Mr. Jiro...!"

　Bertina looks accusingly at me of why I'm going to break it up.
　However, hiding it will never get rid of his anxiety.
　Kids are simple and stupid...they are pure and innocent, so they don't understand logic and can't understand the other person's concern.
　It's a bad move to hide from such a kid. In particular, even if you try to hide an injury or pain like this, you will never be convinced that you are "absolutely pushing yourself."

　For simple and stupid people, it's more effective to deceive than to hide.

"Bertina, put your knees out."
"What!"

　At my offer, Bertina presses the hem of her robe and turns her cheeks red.

"No, I can't!"
"It's up to my knees." You're bathing with the kids anyway, aren't you?"
"These are children... exposing their skin in front of Mr. Yashiro..."

　What are you doing? Chick!
　Why didn't I rejuvenate until I was six!?
　If I had come to this city as a genius swindler boy, I might have been able to take a bath with Bertina, Jeanette, and caring Norma and Delia!!
　And on the riverside of Newtown????

"Bathing with Loretta and Chinese soft-shelled turtle!'
"What are you going to say all of a sudden, brother?"

　It might have been there!
　I couldn't have done it!

"Children are good,"
"It's only a soft face, but it's a terrible statement, as the hidden elos are oozing out of it said.

　Loretta runs at me one by one.
　Here are the children crying and screaming in picturesque misery, Loretta.

　Well, it's about time that the noise is the limit.
　Do you want to get things under control?

"It's all right, Bertina," I'm not saying this out of the blue."
"I can't believe it!"
"Why!"
"Just before that, brother!? Take a look at your conversation records!"

　Apart from the noisy Loretta, Jeanette comes next to me and pulls the hem of my clothes twice.
　He has serious eyes that I sometimes show when I'm too excited. If I were to put it into words, would it be a warning that "you're being too playful?"Hey! I'll do it right.

　I'll whisper to Jeanette and tell her what I'm going to do now.
　Jeanette nodded convincingly, "Ah!" and nodded once to Bertina.
　I suppose you told me that there was no harm in what I was trying to do. Who's the harm, you know?

"I love you, boys. Open it up."

　squat in front of Bertina, scattering herd of kids.
　Bertina, who had been playing with the kids, naturally crouched down and looked at them all the way. A little above that gaze, I tapped my forehead, and Bertina fell on her butt for fun.

"Ahhhhhhhuh!
"Yes, put your knees out."
`Oh, no, no, no, no!'
"You want to reassure them, don't you?"
"But.........."

　After all, SOS looks at Jeanette, but Jeanette is on my side because she knows what I'm trying to do.
　I haven't seen her face in person, but I guess Bertina's surprised expression made a good decision for me.
　My daughter's permission has been granted, so I'm going a little aggressive.

"Yes, patient. This is a medical practice, so I'm not ashamed of it~"
"Oh, hey, Mr. Yashiro!"

　Slowly bring your arms closer, regardless of the shy and stiff Bertina.
　Even the crying kids stopped crying and stared at Bertina, perhaps to watch the situation.
　The attention adds to Bertina's sense of shame and her sense of mission to reassure her children.

"Oh, well, I see, I'll do it myself!"

　Then he touched my arm and stopped the invasion, glared at me with a slightly angry look, and then slowly rolled up the hem of my robe.

　You can see the bare feet of pure white.
　The boots made it impossible to see below the ankles -- snakes slim, calves plump, and knees collaborating with bulging and hollowing.
　The silky glamour of 'anyo' is exposed to the open air.

　I can't help but pose!

　As soon as I did... I was pecked on the top of my head.
　When I turned around, Jeanette was staring at me with an inflated cheek.
　I got it... well...

"Well, Bertina," I'll put a charm on you."
"He?"

　I'm sure Bertina knows because Jeanette had done it to Magda before, but... she doesn't seem to know what to do, perhaps because she doesn't think she'll do it.

　Give a wink, give a signal, and then put your hand on Bertina's lap.

"Whoa!"

　Bertina looks busily alternating between my hands and face on her lap, blushing even more at her own strange voice.
　It's all right, this is not a molester.
　...Really, I'm not a molester, so before you know it, Magda and the other members of the breast patrol standing behind me, be quiet. Really.

"It hurts, it hurts, fly away!"

　As he spoke, he raised his knee to the sky.

"... to,"

　From Bertina's mouth, looking up at the sky like I was chasing my hand, I could breathe out a combination of surprise and stupidity.

"What do you think? Did the pain fly away?"
"Oh......."

　Looking down at my voice, Bertina looked around quickly and nodded with her usual smile after checking the anxious faces of the children.

"Yes, I flew away."

　Well, 'spiritual judgment' is forbidden today.
　This level of lies ought to be tolerated. Oh, right? The spirit god.

"I'm quite tired of it,"

　To the anxious children, Bertina smiles at the Virgin.
　That's how it's safer to deceive than to hide. What a simple creature!

`Oh!'
"Sister!"
"Good job!"
"Sister!"

　All the kids flock to Bertina.
　She leaped at her first, hugged her, and in no time Bertina's body was engulfed by a wave of kids.
　If I can't stand getting involved, I'll leave the place early.

"Wait, gentlemen, calm down...!"

　Bertina looked happy, as she was rumpled up.
　His voice expressed relief.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiro,"

　Jeanette bows her head to me when I stand up.

"I'm glad the children are relieved of their worries."
"I'm so glad to hear that, Jillo,"

　Estella and the breast patrols stare at me from behind the Jeanette with a smiling smile.

"I don't want to lose you."
"...what were you about to do, me?"

　Help others! Help others! I love you guys!

　he said, looking about him . . . . . .

"The bastards are out of the truck..."
"We can't expose the charming figure of the Sister to the public." The sensible people of the domain left the room."
"Wow... it's a threat." This is the height of fear."

　Behind the smiling lord are the ice-smiling head waiter, the finger-jerking head of the river-fishing guild, and the head of the hunting guild, who at first sight is likely to have nightmares. ...Oh my gosh......what's that smile? I'm afraid I'll beat a B‐rated horror in still images.

　Thus, I and the boys were the only men who saw Sister's glamorous silky feet. Well, that's fine, but...

"Don't you forget to expose yourself?"

　I'm sure your bare feet will be sufficiently glamorous.
　If you sell the cheek print tickets, they'll be sold out in two minutes, I'm sure.

"Well, this is a sportsweek costume, so... it's a healthy outfit! You said that!"

　Estella seems to have chosen to shelve the basis of the conversation, as she seems to be very aware of the fact that she is embarrassed when she is pointed out, and that she will be unable to move afterwards.
　He's glaring at me a little red.

"And it's different from putting it out so soundly and rolling up the robe of the sister and seeing it from inside... you know, it's fascinating.""Wow, Estella, the expression stinks of Ossan."
"Yes, you must be right to say it!"

　Well, that's right.
　Rolling up a long skirt to the same height as a miniskirt is more erotic than a miniskirt.
"Peeping from inside" or "glancing" highlights what Estella calls "glamorousness."
　in other words

"I wouldn't be ashamed if they were all naked!"
"Have you even killed your brain cells?"

　a fool
　I'm still in the processing cell division.

"Oh, hey! It's all right now! Calm down, everyone!"

　Buried among the kids, Bertina screams again in case of trouble.
　Next time I peeped into it and found out...

`Wow!'

　The kids were pushing Bertina down to strip her of her clothes.
　The robe is flipped up to a very tight point in the thigh.

"Hush!? Don't do that, boys! In this public presence!"

　A flustered Estella and her breast patrols begin to tear off the kids swarming around Bertina and calm them down.
　At the break, Jeanette runs up to Bertina to quickly trim the hem of her disheveled robe.

"Yasilo, you didn't watch it, did you?"
`Oh, my God! It was just a little dizzy and white before my eyes!'

　White thighs are clearly imprinted on the back of the eyelids.
　I was a little upset, and I couldn't really tell the truth about Jeanette's question.
　keep one's head off for the time being

"Why did you do this, boys?"

　Estella's admonishes the girl, who seems to be able to speak among the children who are about to cry after being taken from Bertina.
　The girl slowly moves her trembling lips, staring anxiously at Bertina.

"Not yet . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

　In short, the kids think Bertina, who has fallen flamboyantly, is hiding it to keep them from worrying.
　And when I saw what I did, I tried to heal the Sister's injury by saying, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it's a girl." You look about ten years old, don't you? You're old enough to be on the side of stopping little kids from running wild...

"Are you so worried?"
"Sisters are always overworked,"

　Jeanette says in a realistic voice.
　That's what Bertina has always been like that.
　Always push yourself to make a smile for the kids.
　and the boys were aware of it, too. . . . . I mean.

　But, do you get so upset when you fall down at the athletic meet...?

"Because I've heard of it!"

　a fellow of a tribe of beasts who resists being restrained by Delia. He's the oldest man in the church, and he can't do math in his head.
　Apparently, all the kids are upset because the oldest leader brother is upset.
　And the reason why the oldest kid is upset is because...

"When you get older, you break your bone just by falling down, and you'll be bedridden, and you'll be senile and dead!"

　...it seems to have been due to the half‐baked knowledge I had heard somewhere.

"Oh, I don't want to,"oh dear!"
"Oh, my God!"
"Ah, oh, oh,Oh, my God!"

　It's a scream
　Little children cry like monsters.

　though…

"No, boys!"
"Yes! Don't come near me!"
"...you ought to listen to the Magdas."
"Magdachy is right! If you approach the Sister now -- you'll get involved!"

　Estella and others are desperately holding down the kids... No, they're protecting them.
　Hold your little body tight and hold your arms tight.

　There is only one person who has taken his arm off the kid.
　Delia was the only one holding the oldest kid in custody.
　...Delia walks away from her oldest child, gently and silently.

".........is that so?" You were so worried about me..."

　Shaking... Bertina stood up.

　...what!? Jeanette!?
　Are you going to evacuate to Genet so far!?
　Aren't you the only one who is a full advocate of Bertina?
　Oh, it's dangerous!? That's it!?

"But..."

　We took four steps back at once, glancing at each other for an instant.

　Every time Bertina approaches the oldest kid, a grain of cold sweat oozes from his forehead.
　Maybe it's because my robe has become black and dirty... ...but today's dark aura is darker than usual."

"Am I an old man?"
"Well, I don't mean to say old man... I don't mean old man."
"Age... What did I say?"
"Oh......no......oh? Oh, I don't know what you said...oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh."
"...will you apply for a conversation record?"
"That's all I'
"I'm... confident in my bones?"
`I'm sorry!'

　pity
　The oldest kid--abbreviated below.








"All right! I'll do my best in the second half of the morning! Oh!
"What's wrong with you all of a sudden? Be fresh and positive!"

　Well, what?
　The hall is strangely quiet.I'm thinking….

"There were a lot of things, but let's do our best positively ☆
`Are you going to pretend that you didn't have that 'various'!'Stupid thing!
　The brain can be seriously damaged if it's overloaded.
Forgetting is one of the defensive instincts of man.

　Let's forget... that was a sad accident.

"Oh, my gosh,"

　Bertina is adorable and angry over there...The oldest kid is getting smaller and shaking in the cheering seat...
　It's an unusual sight for teammates Delia and Lucia to look away from Bertina and be quiet.

　Then the other team members quickly run back to their positions and look at the situation from time to time at me with meaningful glances.
Look at me like, "Here, please calm me down." Why me? Why me?
　It's probably that oldest kid's suicide bombing.
　But now you've learned that boy, haven't you?

'Don't tell a woman about her age.'--that's what?


"... Jillo,"
"What's wrong with Magda?"
"...an offering to the Devil,"

　Magda suggests with Frankfurt, the demon of Cantaltica, but... he'll get in trouble if you call him a demon. ...I'm also considering whether to speak in polite language for a while.

　Bertina must not offend. No, absolutely.

"Then I'll fetch the angry Sister,"
"Well, shall I go, too?"
"Well..."

　Would you rather have Jeanette with you than go alone?

"Well, please,"
"Yes,"

　Why do you look so happy there?Oh, my God!
　If anything, it's a mission that seems to have been pulled out of course.

"Mr. Bertina......."

　Oh... I'm a little scared.

「…………」

　Look at me with my cheeks swollen... Bertina staring at my face.
　He was treated like an old man -- and he seemed to be quite offended by the way he treated me too much."

"... chuckle."

　Suddenly we broke into a fit of laughter broke out of harmony.

"It's strange to hear that Mr. Yashiro calls me that way."

　It seems that my 'sansuke' was interesting.
　I'm sorry. He's an adult who doesn't use honorifics. If I'm going to get laughed at, it's okay as usual, right?

"Look, from Magda and Loretta."
"Well, it looks delicious."

　It's from Magda, but it's better to include Loretta as an appeal that everyone cares.
　And Bertina gives us a good sense of that.
　This will make you feel better.

"I'm not angry at all,"
"Then tell him so,"
"But discipline is important. You have to be aware of whether it is a rude remark to your superiors before you speak. This is part of education."

　... well, it was a fair share of personal grudge. I won't say it, though. If I were educated, I wouldn't be a match.

"But..."

　Bertina looks troubled as she nibbles at the demon Frank.

"...Oh, my God, oh, my God.
"Keep saying 'but'! Don't you care!?"

　The atmosphere around me finally relaxed after I pushed in.
It's like, "Oh, it's all right now."

"No. No matter how many times I say it's okay, the young ones are still worried... I don't know what to do."
"That's because the Sister always overdoes it,"

　Bertina shrugs adorably at her daughter's complaints.
　It seemed like an expression of emotion that I understood, but I couldn't quit.
　Well, if you're a mother, you can't do it.

"From now on, please be more spoiled."
"I'm still quite spoiled," Hey, Mr. Jiro."
"Well, yes,"

　In particular, I'm very spoiled.
　Or rather, I feel like I'm being hit with some challenges.
　Isn't it about time that I was spoiled? Yeah, that's what I'm starting to feel.
　It's about time to say selfishness, yes, I'm sure, yes.

"Shall I teach you a secret plan to dispel the children's worries?"
"Really, Jiro?"

　Bertina gleefully chews the demon Frank.
　...is it my suggestion that makes you happy? Is it delicious? It's hard to understand.

"I'm glad you were spoiled so soon, Sister,"
"Well, I wonder if my spoiled skills have improved, too? Hmm...."

　Well, mother and daughter laugh happily at each other, but I don't know...
　Is it because I'm the one who's going to make my wish come true now?
　I'm the one to spoil.
　It's also a tremendous request without a veto."It is

"The kids are worried about 'unusual' things. Have you ever been worried about something just because you have a slight cold? I've been trying to hide it, but I've been caught right away."

　At my word, Bertina and Jeanette all look up diagonally with their fingers on their jaws.
　You've got the same habits, haven't you? It's just like me.

"Yes, sir,"
"Me, too. I feel a little tired.I was thinking, "... Mr. Yashiro noticed right away... well... porridge..."

　No, wait, Jeanette.
　That's off the subject. It's going to deviate from the subject.So remember and don't hold your cheeks down!
　It's contagious, and I'm ashamed of course!
　It's because the best solution that came out after considering management and management happened to be "let Genet rest!"

"Genet. It's about the kids now."
"Huh!? Yes, I'm sorry . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

　Jeanette takes half a step back, holding her still hot face.
　I'm not looking away from you for the time being. I'm just focusing on the subject.

"The idea of 'act as usual' is no longer 'as usual' and the kids are worried about the situation that is not 'as usual'."
"Well... I am sure you are right."
"And that's why I'm so worried about Bertina now."
"Do you mean I'm not 'as usual'?"
"Oh, yes,"

　Theresa said it, right?
"Sisters are always beautiful white clothes."

"White clothes are all black with mud. That's why I'm worried that I might have been injured."
"Yes... was it?"

　Bertina breathes admiringly, touching the dirty robe with her hands.
　... Huh? Where's the beast Frankfurt? It's quite voluminous, and I think it'll take some time to eat it.

"But I'm in trouble... I can't do the laundry here..."
"Shall I go back to the church and bring you a change of clothes?"
"No, then I'll go back to church and change..."
"Then the kids will make a fuss and say, 'There's no sister! She's injured!'"
"Well... what should I do?"

　Mothers and daughters hold their heads in their arms and let out a groan.
　You look just like me, boys.

　I offer a special solution to such a troubled mother and daughter.
　There's an endorsement of Estella, and I'm sure they'll accept it.
　It's to get rid of the children's anxiety, and I'm sure it will come true. I'm asking you to do my best every day.

"Bertina,"
"Yes,"
"Why don't you change into gym clothes?"
"He..."

　rigidity
　Later, Bertina looks as if she were observing Jeanette's clothes in a dull motion like an oiled tin doll.
　Then, the vermilion on the cheeks is gradually thickened.

"Well, I can't... This embarrassing outfit..."
"What!? ...is it embarrassing?"
"Oh, no! I don't mind Jeanette! She looks good on you and she's so cute! But I..."
"I think she looks good on Bertina,"

　Here's my cover shot.
　Whose support? It's mine. It's self‐aided fire.

"Bertina is as cute as Jeanette".
`What!'
"What!"

　a queer mother and daughter

"And you're not old enough to wear clothes like this, are you?"
"Yes!"

　Yeah. You were so quick. That's an immediate answer.
　I can't admit it here for now.

"I said Estella, too." I'm embarrassed when I see them hiding it, but if I'm as confident as the Jeanettes, I don't think they're glamorous."
"Is that so?"
"And this is a healthy sports festival. It's nothing to be ashamed of. or all the women here are dressed in obscene clothes, aren't they?"
"Well... that's... that's right."

　Bertina herself didn't look at Jeanette or Estella's appearance as "shameful."
　I'm just a little embarrassed when I wear it.
　So why are you embarrassed?
　Is it because of my age? No, I don's not.

"In short, I'm not used to wearing it, so I just feel uncomfortable. You enjoyed playing in the river last year, didn'
"At that time, only Mr. Jiro had the opposite s*x..."

　There were women and parsies, too.
　Don't you remember? I see. That's too bad, them.

　Well, if you don't care about such trifles, I've got Bertina's best words to say.

"It's to reassure the boys. And???????"

　The rest is to relax Bertina, who is unnecessarily nervous.

"I've already shown off my interest in Bertina's raw feet, the most interesting in the city. The others are like errors."

　For a moment I was stunned, and after that I desperately returned my facial muscles to the Sister's face and patted her on the shoulder.

"Now. You can't be an ethereal, Mr. Yashiro."

　After that, he softened his expression again????

"Well, I've shown it to be the most ethereal person in the city, and it's not long now."

　-Saying such a thing makes your tongue peep.
　Come on! I got a direct hit! ... You were a little nervous, weren't you?
　Can you stop looking cute all of a sudden? I'm going to jump at you, like the mascot character of Nikko's theme park."Genet, can you help me change my clothes?"
"Yes, it doesn't matter."
"Well... I'm a little embarrassed."
"Phew... yes." I'll take good care of you."

　a shy mother and a smiling daughter

"Well, I'll help you, too!"
"Mr. Jiro,"
"...just kidding,"

　It's forbidden to judge spirits today.
　I can't help but tell lies. ...I wasn't kidding at all! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

　I can't help it, so I'll take the more serious option.

"Regina! Help us both."
"What, we?"
"Yes, it's you."
"Why did we... oh, that's what it is?"

　Regina takes a serious stand when she realizes what I mean.
　Bertina seemed to have noticed and gave me a little smile.
　The smile appeared to be accusing Mr. Yashiro of being too concerned.

　Bertina can really push herself too hard.
　You go into the changing room as a change of clothes and have Regina examine you in the absence of the kids. Are you sure you're not hurt?
　If you have a sprain, have it treated out of sight.
　That will dispel the children's anxiety.

"Then come and get dressed,"
"Yes. ... Mr. Jiro. Thank you very much."

　In a low voice, Bertina stroked my hair and headed for the changing room.
　Regina whispered something to Jeanette and we both laughed at her. ...go fast, boys.

The word "thank you" is exaggerated.
　If you think it's better to do it, you can only do it. That's all.
You shouldn't sell "thank you" cheaply. in such an easy‐going competition

　after a few minutes of thought



`Thank you, thank you!'



　I was shouting "thank you" with all my might. skyward

"Oh, come on! Please don't do that, Mr. Yashiro.

　a ponytail bertina holding her embarrassed thighs
　Jeanette. You can make a living by starting a ponytail restaurant! That's how good Jeanette is at ponytail! In other words, Bertina's ponytail looks!

　This hidden giant breast is usually blocked by loose robes and is hard to see even a slight bulge, but a simple gymnastics suit can't hide its overwhelming presence and it forms a fluffy and gentle arc.
　And the dark blue one that makes your thin legs look even more attractive and makes your thighs look even more pure white...Buruma!
　a dark blue beltina with a dark blue ginette I like either one! It's hard to throw it away! No, I can't throw it away!
　Can someone invent a single-lens reflex camera in an hour from now on?

"For now, will you sit triangularly in Bulma?"
"Mr. Jiro!"

　I won't be discouraged if I get scolded!
　Because I'm embarrassed and cute!

"Now, Mr. Jiro. You're saying you shouldn't look at women that way."

　a Jeanette standing up to protect Bertina
　Then, with his index finger straight up, he declares clearly, with the air of a sister.


"If you're going to look at Sister that way, confess,"


　What????


　Immediately after hearing such footsteps, there was a long line in the confession room, which was said to have been built by Umaro.

"Why, what is this!"
"Most of the men in the hall went to the confession room!"
"Why, gentlemen, what's the matter with you, my dear fellow?"

　Jeanette, Bertina and Estella were all bewildered, but the bastards in the confession room looked somewhat fresh.
　The state of mind is close to the state of enlightenment in which one admits one's sins but has no regrets about his actions.

　I mean, every man except the clean boy in this room... saw with his eyes Bertina's raw feet.
　Well, Bertina's Bulma is very powerful.


　All right. I'll line up, too.
　In that waiting line where the gymnastics suit Sister can hear your confession.