"So I'll play Halloween,"
"Halloween?"

　Jeanette and Molly, who hide their navels and take refuge on the edge of the floor, leave them alone and talk to Estella.

"I've heard of it somewhere... oh, it's one of the new event plans that I mentioned before and after the feast."
"You have a good memory."
"They read back the 'conversation record' for later sorting out,"
"Are you doing that?"
"It's only natural. You can't keep a record of everything in a memorandum."

　A conversation record that keeps track of every word is convenient in such a case.
　However, it's troublesome to choose because everything you don't need is recorded.

"Well..."

　Jeanette approaches me timidly, hiding her belly.

"Is Halloween an event that puts out your belly button? I thought it was a very cute and fun event."

　Come to think of it, when we talked about Halloween, Jeanette was very interested.

"It's basically an event where kids dress up as demons, demons, and demons and threaten adults to get snacks."
"Well, then the children have to wear very scary costumes."

　While she says she's scared, she must have a very cute image in her head. Jeanette's facial muscles are in the shape of her usual fluffy smile.

"In my hometown, not only kids, but also adults of good age, dressed up in showy costumes, were hustling around the city."

　Rather, Halloween, which the kids did, was more minor.
　Adults are the ones who are making a big fuss in downtown Shibuya and elsewhere.

"s*xiness and technical costumes attract attention over there."
"What is technical?"

　Estella asks me with a touch of interest.

"Zombies with bald arms, Durahan in armour, and pretty girl characters who look almost naked now."
"I don't need the last one,"

　I thought it would be great if it became popular here, so I secretly mixed it up with anime cosplay, but it got caught by Estella sensors and was played. ... oh my gosh!
　I think it's a tiger-patterned bikini oni-daughter or an ant."～.

"Oh, Jeanette! "Will you say, 'It's an ant?'"
"Oh? Why?"
"Oh, that's all right, Jeanette." Ignore it, for it's nothing but a mess."

　I think it looks good on Jeanette!
　Ah, it's okay Estella. I have a wall specter to recommend to you. Don't worry.

"And I'd like to ask Jiro, who is thinking about being rude right now."

　A sharp estella casts a sharp eye on me. I'm so sharp, now...
　If I could make this Android, I'd definitely beam it out of my eyes.

"Do children in fancy dress only get sweets?"
"I wish I had been told that..."

　Estella's expression is not as clear as Halloween's.
　If this guy doesn't eat well, he can't make it into an event in town.
　I can't help it. Do you want to make a serious presentation.

"Ginette, bring me some paper, pen, and paint."
"Yes, please wait a minute."

　Jeanette runs to the kitchen.
　It will probably take quite a while to get my grandfather's closet. Jeanette, you're slow on the road.

"I'll be back in an hour."
"It won't take that long,"

　Perhaps she thought the conversation was suspended until Jeanette returned, Estella stretched out her back muscles and looked around the store.

"There aren't many people today."
"I think there were a lot of an-donuts and curry-donuts at lunchtime."
"Oh, I see," They're all eating outside."

　You don't have to bother eating doughnuts at the store.
　It seems that there were some people who ate because they liked the atmosphere of Yodamari-tei, but I guess many people took it to their homes or workplaces and ate there.
　Even though it's on the street, Yodamari-tei is quite a distance away from the main street for those who work beyond the main street.
　Estella is the only one who goes such a long distance.

"Are you a woman?"
"What do you mean?"

　Umaro, now a neighbor of New Town, used to go there every day from the Fortyth Ward.
　I find it a bit troublesome to go back and forth even for the distance from the lord's residence to Yodamari-tei. It's plainly far away.

　in spite of the simple and cumbersome distance

"Almost a woman,"
"Will you stop speaking out only the results after you think about this and that?"

"I don't know what it means," Estella says on her cheek.
　The fine white cheeks are gently pushed up.

`It's called 'Moon,'
"It's noisy,"

　Even if you only say the conclusion out loud, don't you understand what it means?

"It's been a while since I heard that Yodamari-tei is so quiet."
"They're noisy, like Loretta, the eldest of the hamsters, or ordinary girls."
"It's all Loretta,"

　He's loud enough for himself.

"Thank you for waiting."

　Jeanette smiled back with the supplies I asked for.
　with a happy look on one's face

"Why do you look so happy?"
"Because Mr. Jiro's face is... puffy."
"Your face is unique."
"You're noisy,"
"Oh, no! That's not the case..."

　Jeanette swings her hands in a hurry to deny Estella's showless teas.
　Then, with an understated smile, he slightly looks down and opens his mouth as if it were a smile.

"Yasilo's face was the same as usual."

　He looks up and looks at me with an unprotected, absolutely trustworthy smile.

"And when I thought that something very fun was going to start, I was kind of happy."

　My head ached a little when the swindler looked at me with a smirk on my tongue.
　He's not as cautious as a zebra that's lying around in the middle of a herd of carnivores, saying, "You're all so nice."What is the basis on which this man trusts others? Where does it come from? The trust and confidence.

"What are you going to do if I start drawing a picture of the breast, saying, 'Halloween is a festival to pray for a good breast, like farmers praying for a good harvest!'"
"Yasilo doesn't do that."
"No, Jeanette," It's Jiro's business, and you must be on your guard till the end."
"What are you saying, Estella?" Wouldn't you be willing to participate in a festival to celebrate breast milk?"
"What image do you have of me, sir? How can you permit such a dubious festival on the high street?"
"...but if you do it secretly in the lord's house?"
「…………」
"Mr. Estella," Perhaps, but now I think it was a scene where you should never shut up."

　As Molly points out, Estella coughs up.

"Well, I'm off the track, so let's get it back together."

　After saying that, I'm going to put the bra back together at the same time... Oh, isn't the bra? I'm sorry, my wish has leaked out.

"When the tube top bra is out of alignment, I like the way I lift it with both hands."
"But what is it? Can you not make a wild story of nothing to do with it.

　I couldn't make myself understood.
　Not to mention the dumbfounded Estella, Jeanette and Molly look a little incomprehensible.
　These guys... It seems that we have to play in the river during this year's scorching heat.
　Why don't we all jump in from a little high?
　Then everyone will notice the charm of the way to fix the brush shift.
　Oh, but it's better to jump in and fix the bottom shift... but it's also better to jump out of the top shift...

"I have a feeling that there will be another fierce conflict between the upper and lower groups..."
"Don't take stupid things seriously, why don't you draw them right away.

　Jeanette knocks a bundle of paper and Estella throws it away in a languid manner.
"Well..." said Jeanette, shrugging with a troubled look.

"You looked serious up until a while ago,"

　Jeanette says she looks different when she's thinking about something fun, and that's why the phrase "Yasilo-san doesn't do that."
　I think it's probably Jeanette's misunderstanding.
　It would be impossible for even a skilled FBI or CIA agent to understand my thoughts by expression, but I can't tell from the perspective of five "good people filters" like Genet.

"Well, I agree that Jiro's face is easy to understand."
"I agree with that,"

　For some reason, even Molly agrees. I'm from another province, and I don't see him so often.
　If you call them "Spiritual Judges," they will turn into frogs all at once, won't they? You shouldn't talk nonsense. There's no way that my face is easy to understand. ...no, I'm sure. No, I don't.

"But I still feel like the manager is outstanding in judging Mr. Yashiro's complexion."
"That's because... Mr. Yashiro is an honest person who is not good at lying."

　Hey, come on! What is "bad at lying" to the great con man of the century!
　There's a lot of business interference. It's a level of defamation level.

"Well, I'll put twenty percent of the milk in the eighty percent truth."
"Take it seriously. . . . . . . . ."

　Jeanette holds out her brush with her cheeks puffed up.
　Whose fault is it? It's not my fault, by all means.

　Stupid and hopeful glances come from three directions.

　However, how do you express it seriously?
　Drawing realistic illustrations of the costumes you're going to do will surely frighten Jeanette, and if you cut out the fear, you'll see the shabbiness.
　Even in Japan, there are very few special makeup costumes. Most of them are cheap cosplay like they were bought at a very cheap retail store.
　On the cosplay level, Japan's largest subculture festival in summer and winter is overwhelmingly higher.
　But if you look for the quality in the 42 wards...

　After much thought, I made a Halloween-like illustration without anyhow. With Halloween-like atmosphere and fun-looking hues and touches.
　An illustration of Jack O'Lantern in Orange laughing enchanted, a silhouette of an unbuildable, distorted castle floating in the purple night sky, a witch flying across a broom under a suspicious full moon, and comical monsters and jockey-clad kids clutching sweets merrily.

"You're so cute!"

　As I expected, I caught a ginet right away.
　I look into the illustration I drew, wriggle, look again, laugh, look around the illustration, and then turn around again. Don't fret.

"Is this how it looks? Is this castle built by Mr. Umaro said.
"No, this is an image illustration."

　As might be expected, I can't say, "I'm going to do Halloween, so I'm going to build a castle." What's more, a Halloween-like castle that ignores all kinds of laws of physics.

"Well, Jillo, if you give Magda the right to shop with him, wouldn't it be impossible?"
"Calm down Estella. If you're a woman, I think you'll really do it. Take care of yourself. Even if a castle is built, it will be hard to handle."
"No, I don't care because I live there!"
"You're so tired!"

　Estella's excitement is annoying, so I'll try to calm it down.

"This is a rather exaggerated illustration to convey Halloween-like feel. They decorate the streets, decorate the houses, and dress up to create this atmosphere."
"Oh, the city is getting mixed up like this... It's wonderful! Let's do our best to help Yodamari-tei too, Mr. Yashiro!"
"I'm sure everyone on the high street will help me." They were always good at dealing with people, and most of all, they complained that there were few events."

　Halloween decorations on the high street will create a lot of atmosphere.
　As was the case in Japan, it is spectacular to see the whole area swarming with events. It's like Halloween, it's like Christmas.

"Mr. Manager, Mr. Jiro. Are there any orange pumpkins like this? I've never seen them before."
"I haven't seen it either... do you, Mr. Jiro?"
"It was in my hometown,"

　Well, even though it's my hometown, it's more foreign than Japan.

"It's a pumpkin that's not fit for food, so it's no use not knowing Jeanette."
"Can't you eat?""No, I can eat it, but regular pumpkins taste better."

　It's not eaten very often in Japan. It seems that you can roast seeds and eat them.
　The only time you'll see this orange pumpkin in Japan is during Halloween season and the rest of the big pumpkin news.

"They grow up to the extent that adults can't bear them. So I give them prizes by giving them weight-guessing quizzes."
"It sounds fun! I want to try it too."
"In fact, we must first make sure that it is in this city, whether it is in Mormat or Assault."

　You can't tell if the peddler's guild handles vegetables that you can't eat.
　I don't even know if there is a genre of ornamental vegetables in this city.
　For ornamental purposes, Milly might be more specialized.

"What if there were no pumpkins?"
"I don't think anything will do," if I could carve a little ghostly face into a lantern."
"Do you want a lantern?"
"Oh, I'm going to hollow it out and put a candle in it. The kids will enjoy it, thinking that at night their eyes and mouths shine and they're scared."
"That's very scary,"

　Jeanette smiles without pretending to be scared.
　There are shiny bricks on the 42nd Avenue, though, and the candlelight won't stand out.

"Let's turn off some of the shiny bricks. as long as your safety is not threatened!"

　Even at the festival of light, black cloth was used to block out the light. I could do it if I wanted... Estella, you're too enthusiastic. It's still in the planning stage.

"What other decorations do you make? If you make ornaments, I'll help you next time."

　an ornament decorated with fir trees last Christmas
　Actually, Jeanette seems to have wanted to make a little bit of it secretly, and she's oddly.

"I couldn't help you at all at Christmas cooking."

　clap one's hands after saying so

"Come to think of it, what kind of food do you eat at Halloween?"

　Speaking of Halloween's staple... I wonder if it's going to be a snack.

"It's not a dish, but desserts and sweets with pumpkins and apples are the norm."

　Pumpkins are the mainstay in Japan, but apples are often the mainstay of Halloween in Europe. The harvest season is just around the corner.

"I might make pumpkin soup or pumpkin pie..."
"It's all very sweet stuff."

　Molly clouded her face.
　If it hadn't been at this moment, I might have been more interested.

"Well, I may not be very good at cooking again,"
"It's okay, Jeanette."

　Jeanette's faintly hopeful eyes turn to my words.

"You've got to lie and walk down the main street, so there's no time for cooking anyway."
"It's not all right, is it the situation.

　Oh! Jeanette puffs up her cheeks.
　Sorry to be angry, but this is what I'm planning for you in the first place.

"Ginnett and Molly are going to be in the Halloween parade wearing costumes I specify."
"What!? Well, that's a bit... "
"Well, I'm in trouble, too."
"Isn't it going to be a bikini or something like that if Jiro does it?"
"'It's impossible, Mr. Jiro!'"

　Estella's arbitrary decision condemned me. That's a terrible story.

"I'll talk to ukurinness properly and get her dressed properly. If you really want to wear a bikini, I won't stop you."
"I won't wear it! I can't wear it!"

　Well, I'm not going to make you dress like that either.
　Molly may be OK because she's still underage, but... it's too dangerous for Jeanette to walk down the main street in too close a costume.
　I'm talking about him. He could have been kidnapped by accident.
　It's no fun to be swarmed by bad insects.

　Above all, I'm the only one who can see you shake in thin clothes!

"I'll ask Ukrinness to be cute."
"Well... but..."
"The lie is..."
"Then I won't help you lose weight."
"I'm sorry, I'll do it!"

　I can feel Jeanette and Molly's desperation.
　She must be afraid of her own belly sagging and Delia's runaway.

"Why don't you tighten it to the point where you want to show off?"
"No matter how tight you are, you have no plans to show off your pride."

　Molly nods in Jeanette's words.

"But... for a weak-willed man like me, it may be necessary to be as severe as Mr. Jiro."
"Well, that's...... so am I."

　The two of them let out a sigh and, albeit uneasily, give their consent.
　The two of us are holding hands and vowing to at least try to make it look good to beholden.

"And I'm plain, and I'm sure no one will pay attention."
"Well, I'm sure there will be a lot of other people participating in the parade, and pretty people like Norma, Delia, and Neferry will get attention, and I'm sure I'll hide behind it!"
"Well, let's do our best quietly, Molly!"
"Yes, manager! Quietly!"

　Jeanette and Molly nodding encouragingly, but their smiles are twitching.
　Well, I'm sure you'll get attention.

　Or, among Molly, Neferry is a beautiful woman...

"Not to be noticed,"

　Estella looks at Jeanette once and turns to me.

"You're going to dismiss anything too dubious.
"So it's not an event like that... well, why do you think that way?"
"Because you suggested mixing twenty percent of the milk!"

　Don't worry about it.

"It'll be safe if it doesn't exceed 70 percent."
"I'd like to get even 10 percent out of the house."

　But this time I'm going to be relatively serious.
　I have another purpose.
　So I'll be serious about Halloween costumes."They dress up like this,"

　Drawing illustrations as you speak.
　It is a vampire with a sheet-like ghost, a square-bodied Franken, and a jet-black cloak and silk hat.

"Wow, you're so cute! Is this a devil?"
"They call me monsters in my hometown." This is the ghost of the dead. This one is an artificial Franken. A vampire who snoozes the lifeblood of a beautiful woman. There's also a skeleton in black with a picture of bones painted in white."
"They're all scary."

　He probably imagines he disguised himself as a church kid. Jeanette seems to be having fun.
　If you don't wear it yourself, Jeanette is positive about Halloween.

　And the standard Halloween thing is...

"This is the wolf who transforms into a full moon night."
"Huh? Aren't you a wolf?"
"Yes, sir," You are a wolf."
"I have seen such a man in the Hunting Guild,"

　Oh...
　I see. Is a wolf the norm in this town?

"Well, how about witches?"

　draw an illustration of the witch in a pointed hat on a black robe

"It's Regina,"
"You really look exactly like Regina,"
"Well... among Jiro-san, is Regina a demon?"
"I don't deny Molly's opinion, but that's not the case..."

　In this city, magic is used by spirits, and there is no witch.
　No, it may exist just because I don't know, but I'm sure it's not this kind of image.
　In any case, it would be unfit for Halloween if all the people who saw her dressed up as a witch recognized her as Regina.
　...that reclusive pharmacist! in a limp

"By the way, isn't there a monster tradition in this city?"
"The Monster Legend?"
"Is it like this vampire or Franken?"

　Estella and Jeanette all hang their heads together.
　In this world where there are no movies or comics, that kind of rumor may be rare.

"I've been told by my brother. "If you don't make yourself a good boy, the dead will look in through the window in the middle of the night."

　I've heard of Molly.
　Imelda used to tell a similar story. A dead man is coming to pick me up. Is this a story handed down to the Forty Wards?

"...my room is upstairs, so you don't mind... do you?"
"No. My room was upstairs, and the dead can fly."
"Hee! I will never open the window in the middle of the night!"

　Jeanette is shaking with her head in her arms.
　Your window will be covered with wooden boards, so you won't be able to see it.

"Oh... I've heard of such a story,"

　Jeanette opens her mouth timidly, with a tearful face.

"When the night in the Forty-Second Ward was still pitch dark... in the darkening alleyway, the spirit of a woman who gleams...!"
"Oh, that's Wendy,"

　There was such a ghost disturbance.
　That means there are a certain number of people who believe in ghosts.
　Then there might be some imaginary creature like a monster.

"Not so much monsters as demons as demons are a familiar threat. I don't think you had to create a fantasy monster. That kind of creative person."

　I think it's easier for some people who create stories to imagine real demons rather than fictional monsters. Estella expresses her opinion.
　Without monsters, the repertoire of fancy dress will decrease.

"Do you want to dress up as a beast?"
"Children have never seen a beast before, so I'm sure they don't know."
"Then Halloween might be difficult..."

　Dressing up as an unfamiliar monster will surely halve the fun.

"Then why don't you tell him?"
"I'll teach you... will I go around talking about them?"
"Yes,"

　d*mn it!

"By the way, what kind of people are these monsters?"
"Well, the vampire..."

　I told them the characteristics of each monster and a little story.

"From what I hear, it seems to contain a lesson."

　Estella points to my illustrations and explains them briefly.

"Vampires, ghosts and skeletons say, 'If you don't lock yourself up at night and go to bed early, you'll have a scary time.' Franken is the only one with a slightly different color, saying, 'Don't go against God's will.'"
"Well, the story of ghosts and monsters is largely designed to get kids to sleep early. "And if you neglect your food, you'll be hit by an old fool, ""Mottainai"
"I hope you don't waste your food so that you don't see such a scary fool."

"I hope the children of the church will be told the story," Jeanette says, but she won't eat too much in the church. There will never be any left.

　Whether it's monsters or Japanese specters, it's probably similar because people who are afraid of darkness have a side that embodies fear and anxiety.

"Now that you mention it, the spirit of the dead peeping through the window is also a way to put the child to bed early."
"So, there may be a lot of ghosts in different families."

　Jeanette seems to have lumped monsters together to define them as ghosts.
　It's a Halloween-like idea, so that's all right.

"Didn't Estella tell you that?"
"I don't think we often use expediency to restrict our behavior. As a feudal lord, he would have refrained from saying and saying things that could be regarded as 'lies' even if they were trivial.'

Is it true that "a fool is coming?"
　It's hard to prove that you won't come.

"Did anyone else hear that?"
"Yes!"

　In a sudden voice, everyone turns to the kitchen.
　There was Hammaro smiling with his hands up.

"Did you take a nap upstairs, Hammaro?""Hummallow?"
"It's you, my friend," Were you sleeping on top of course.
"Don't you?"
"You didn't tell me!"

　Isn't he still half asleep?

"Mr. Hammaro was supposed to take a nap after noon, so I rented him a room."
"Yeah! The manager's room smells good!"
"Really? I'll check it out!"
"No, Mr. Jiro!"

　It's slippery, isn't it?
　I want to take a nap on Jeanette's bed too!

"And Hammaro," What kind of story do you know?"
"Tales?"
"Do you know something of a fool?"
"Yes! I know!"
"Then tell me the story,"
"Yes! . . . . . . . . . . Hmm?"
"Will you play it for me?"
"I can hear you! I can't hear you both!"
"...I'll report it to Loretta later."
"Wow... I've decided to preach..."

　a nodding Hammaro
　Don't bully me, Estella. I'm afraid I'll get nowhere.

"I'll tell Loretta well, and tell her what to say."
"As expected, brother! Cranes!"
"It's 'British in Hell,' isn't it?"
`Struggling!'
"What's that!"
"Yasilo, will you move on?"

　Don't you immediately turn your hands around in times like this? Hey, Estella.
　That's just how aristocratic he is.

"And what did you hear?"
"Well, children can't go to the main street without the permission of adults."

　There are a lot of people on the main street, and it could certainly be dangerous for kids to go out without their parents' permission.
　You could get hurt by bulls or kidnappings.

"When a child goes out into the main street alone... he's taken away by Ojisan!"
"That's me! No, it's not me either!"

　Were you still trailing? That story?
　Magda got seriously injured and animalized, and ran out of the Yodamari-tei, so I was just asking, "Didn't you see a girl wearing a Chinese soft-shelled turtle?" and going around!
　I didn't kidnap you!

"Yasilo, make sure you're self-weighting yourself in your soft-shelled turtle ojisan costume."
"Who's going to do it! Oh, no, "do it?" means fancy dress, not self weight... or not self weight!"

　Yes, it's complicated!
　Don't ask me what I can understand without asking!

"Anyway, I'd rather have something easy for these kids to imagine for a fancy dress, so let's gather some information."
"Well, shall I help you?"
"I see. Thank you! Then, good luck to Jinet!"
"What? Huh?"

　Because I don't want to hear anything as scary as what the kid says! I'm the type that I remember in the middle of the night!
　A familiar Franken or vampire would still be cute, but an unknown fool you've never heard of would be an ordinary ghost story!
　Who goes out of their way to ask around?

　No~ I'm glad Jeanette took over.
　I'm afraid I should take Magda and Loretta with me, just in case.

"Yasilo".

　Before I knew it, Estella's hand, which had gone around behind me, was placed on my shoulder.

"I'll help you, so let's do our best together."

　Looking back, I looked up and saw a black smile that I could tell at once, "Don't let Jeanette alone take the trouble."
　Hey, Estella. That's what you call threats.

"All right..."

　I sighed as I pulled away Estella's fingers from her shoulder.