therefore
　At the appointed hour we came again to the cattleherd in the southeast of the city????

"There's been a great increase in the number, isn't there?" What's the matter?"
"Well, depending on the circumstances..."

　Lucia, Gilberta, Marsha and Barbara & Theresa sisters were on the rise.
　Morgan, the rancher, frowns plainly.
　The number of people is more than double. That's amazing.
　Moreover, if the lords of other wards, their chief waiters, and the guild heads of the sea-fishing guilds, who have influence over all wards, were mixed up, they would be frightened.
　If it were me, don't drive me back, OK.

"And you've always brought me such nice women..." Look, the idiots of us will stop looking at you."

　Cowherds working here and there on the ranch stopped with plows and carts in their hands and stared blankly at the beautiful women in line.
　Some of them were losing their souls a little. Shut your mouth, mouth! You're too wide.

"Huh, good woman --" You seem to have a gentlemanly heart to honor the opposite s*x. Look after me, anchovy."
"Lucia, today, too."
"What!? All of a sudden, all of a sudden, all of a sudden, all of a sudden, all of a sudden, all of a sudden, all of a sudden, all of a sudden, all of a sudden, all of a sudden, all of a sudden, all of a sudden, all of a sudden, all of a sudden, all of a sudden, all of a sudden, all of a sudden

　What are you doing?

"Hey, fools! If you skip it, I'll ban you from drinking today! Work!"
``Hey!'

　With Morgan's shout, cow herders, who had been watching the beautiful women, begin to bustle.
　The cow herders resumed their work, but their hair was drawn back. He is still waiting for a glimpse of the situation. 　

"Oh, young people these days,"

　Wow... Wherever he goes, he says the same thing.

"Morgan, the fact that your generation is strong and your generation is not strong means that the generation that raised you is well disciplined and your generation is not able to educate younger generations properly? Reflect on yourself first."
"You're so loud! Don't be silly!"

　Wow, I can't hold my ears. This stone head...

"Hey, Pepe! I'm leaving a little, but look after the young men!"
"Hey!"

　This broad, obsequious cowherd is told by Morgan to straighten his position.
　Is that Ossan Pepe the name? with a playful name but I remember seeing it somewhere."

"He's the one you saw on the high street before,"
"On the high street?"
"Yes,"

　Jeanette seems to remember Peppe too, and she remembers more clearly than I do.

"I think Magda was the one who carried the cattle when she first came to the Yodamari-tei."
"Oh! Is it a cattleherd who let the bull run away on the high street?"

　It happened shortly after I met Magda that I was moving from the Hunting Guild to the Yodomari-tei, where I had to take care of Magda in the Yodomari-tei.
　A fleeing cow raged in the main street, and Magda subdued it.
　That's when I first saw Red Moya. The subsequent tremendous appetite.
　When I think about it, it may have been then that I realized the extraordinary power of the animal race. Before that, I had met Delia, so I had a glimpse of her extraordinary power, but Delia seemed to be strong and she was a guild leader.
　I remember being surprised at how powerful a little girl like Magda was.

"But you remembered it well, Jeanette,"
"I'm good at remembering people's faces because of my job."

　Come to think of it, Jeanette remembers a guy she only met briefly.
　I remembered the face of another restaurant owner, a guild of food and drink, which I had already met only a few times.

"It's a skill that I don't think I can master,"
"Uh-huh. You're not good at remembering people's faces and names."

　As long as money is not involved.
　I don't want to waste my brain's memory on unnecessary information.
　There are many valleys and shakes, frills and see-throughs to remember.

"Wow! Hey! Hey! Hey!"

　Teresa is on the fence looking at the ranch. I mean, he's leaning forward and excited.
　I'm relieved that I look my age. You were strangely quiet or too sensible, Teresa.
　You have to let him do this kind of childish thing... ...well, stupid sister!

　... well, it's dangerous.
　I came close to expressing a caring, personlike opinion.
　Why should I worry about Teresa's educational environment? It's my sister and parents-in-law's duty, isn't it?
　Do it right, Barbara!

　And as for Barbara...

"Ugh! d*mn! d*mn! d*mn! d*mn! d*mn! d*mn! d*mn!
"There seems to be a very honest man coming, eh? No, if you don't like it, can you leave right now?"
"Well, well," They are the first ranch of their first pasture. I beg you will do it peacefully, will you?"
"Sister... sister and sister are the opposite, aren't they?"

　Estella roundly captures Barbara's rudeness.
　Oh, my lord! Cover me to Barbara, who is not yet the official 42nd leg of the countryman.

"My sister is honest and pretty,"
"Oh... I don't think you're a so-called race, too?"Estella kept a sharp distance from Morgan with a straight face.
　He is picking his nose stinkily.

"No! I mean, don't pick your nose! Don't smell!"

　I wonder what it is.
　Do people of a certain age in this city tend to be interested in young women?
　like Javier and Donis

"Well, I rather like a grown-up woman like this lord."
"Hmmm. A man with a good eye says something like this. Look after me, anchovy."
"Lucia, you're so erotic."
"Don't praise me all of a sudden! I'll keep my mouth shut between the king crab!"

　Do you want to be praised or not?

"Are you complimenting me?"
"I think it depends on how you receive it. You look happy, Lucia."

　Estella has a sour face.
　If s*xy or s*xy is a compliment, it might be a compliment. The meaning is almost the same.

"""Aesthetica, hi~""
"That's pure abuse, Marsha!"

　Yup.
　In the same sense, it depends on how you receive it.


'I get irritated looking at you.'


　... Uh-huh, a compliment?

"Oh, come on, let's not play, let's go. I'm telling you exactly what I'm told. I'm sure you'll be tired of waiting."

　Morgan advises us, catching Barbara by the neck.
　The proprietress of Thomson's kitchen seems to be waiting in the store.

"Well, I suppose you're going to carry your stuff." Get ready right away.

　drag Barbara away from the stockade that divides the ranch by pointing at the cow and "stinking." 　
　He seems to have been a little irritated. I'm bursting with desire to get rid of the ranch as soon as soon as possible.

"Wow, wait a minute, Jisang!"
"Who's Jiisan! I'm 58!"

　From Barbara's point of view, it's Jiisan.
　Don't do your best.

"That cow! Isn't it any less energetic?"

　Barbara points to a cow while being grabbed by the neck.
　The cow was certainly a little haggard and hairy.

"He's... well, he's a little sick now."
"Are you feeding me nutritious food? I can't. I'm full of food and sweets! Even if it's not delicious, I'll feed you vegetables."

　I'm sure you're being told a lot by people around you.
　They said they didn't like vegetables.

　However, Barbara's consciousness is slowly changing, and it seems that it is becoming more aware of the nutritional balance.
　I guess Teresa's eyes were big.
　I'll never repeat the same mistake again.

"Arsh will ask Toto to bring you corn! It's delicious, To-chan's corn. Eat to-chan's corn and that cow will soon get well, I'm sure!"
"Is it that good?"
"Oh! The best in the world!"

　I don't grow sweet corn, though.
　If you think it's for human use, I don't think it's the best in the world. It's perfect for tortillas and popcorns.

"Hey, cow! You want to eat it too, right? Tochan's corn!"

　Barbara waved her hand to ask the bull, and the shaggy cow slowly walked in front of him and licked him in the face.
　A long tongue caresses Barbara's cheek.

`Oh, my God!'

　Licked in the face, Barbara lets out a strange voice and then bursts into a burst of laughter.

"Haha! What's wrong with you? You're not corn! Did you smell that good? I see. You want to eat so much corn! You're a good-natured cow!"
"Well!"

　Hold a big cow's head and stroke it.
　Cows don't show any reluctance, but let them caress as they please.

"If you look closely, your eyes are sparkling and cute!"
"Do you understand!"
"Wow!? What's wrong with you, Jiisan?"
`It's not Jiisan!'

　Morgan charged at Barbara, who loved cattle.
　Morgan's sudden approach is scarier than the approach of the cow.

"This is a sickly, but clean-minded cow. You can tell from the eyes that he is a good cow who loves peaceful daily life."
"I don't know what you're talking about, but I know he's a good cow."
"I see! Do you understand?"　　Haha!"

　With a steady tap on Barbara's back, Morgan comes back here.
　nod with satisfaction and say with a knowing look

"She's young, but she's got something to look for herself for."
"You're turning your hands back too much.""If you look me in the eye, you'll see. She has a rather bad mouth and manner, but she is a kind-hearted girl

　Yeah... a single-celled fool who immediately tries to solve it with violence and doesn't understand half of what people say.
　He may have a good heart, but what if the stems, flowers, and fruits that grow on top of him were all very poisonous?"

"Oh, I've been cattleherding for over fifty years. I like women like cows."
"Oh, big breasts," I know."
"Yasilo, you don't know anything, so close your mouth."

　Estella grabbed me by the neck and pulled me away from Morgan.
　I was just about to have a heated discussion about the big milk of a cow.

"Oh, my daughter. If you want to see it, keep watching. I'll tow this cart for you."
"Oh? I see, thank you."
"There's no need for courtesy,"
"But it stinks, and that's enough." I'll go with you, too."
"Huh... did you open up to our cow so much that you could swear?" Don't do it, my daughter."

　No no
　It's just that nothing has changed.
　His argument always stinks.
"Cute. But it stinks!"

　It's you, Morgan.
　"What, the attitude of ""once acknowledged, he defends everything."""
　I could take over this ranch if I were serious about 30%. I won't take over, though.

"Well, Morgan carry a cart full of ingredients, Gilberta carry Marsha's aquarium, and Estella carry Lucia, which is troublesome."
"Yasilo, I have a heavy load,"
"Excuse me, anchovy to Estella! I can walk alone."

　Gilberta is carrying Marsha, so we need a watchman.
　It would be a disaster if the kidnappers of the Beast tribe playing along the street were kidnapped.

　Barbara, by the way, can't hold the water tank. There's a NG coming out of Marsha.
　It seems that everything is caused by rough stops and water spills, and carsickness due to poor curves.
　I see. It's a technique to press "Ale".

"Heroes. What about you?"
"Hold hands with Teresa."
"Good! Teresa, I'll hold you!"
"Come on! Come on, come on!"
"Well, my sister has been so attached to me... as I thought."

　That's enough, Morgan.
　You're starting to confirm everything.
　You're a crook at the level that a swindler draws.

"Well, Morgan. Please show me around."
"Oh, follow me, boys."

　With Morgan in the lead, we left the ranch for Thomson's Kitchen.
　walk out of the paddock onto a leveled street




　This is a corner of a restaurant that is far from the main street but close to the road leading from the 41st district, and is often used by ranchers in the neighborhood, hunting guilds using the gates of the 41st district, and peddlers' guilds who frequently move to other districts. There was a Thomson kitchen in such a place.

　Far from Yodamari-tei, I wouldn't have gone to see him if it wasn't for this sort of errands.

"It's a different atmosphere from the main street,"
"Most of the people around here like to drink. There's no fashionable restaurant like this, you know what?

　Morgan says so with a grin.
　It sounded like an appeal to me that I was more comfortable here.
　It certainly looks like a kind of decadent atmosphere, like a yokobei yokomachi, where people who love to drink can easily stop by without feeling anxious.
　However, for the squalid men who have nothing to do with the glittering shops, this kind of atmosphere must be unbearable.
　I'd rather have a red lantern stand than a fashionable bar.

"It's much prettier now, too." In the past, more...

　As Estella shrugged, Morgan looked around recalling the time.

"Well, that'said he. We started talking about rebuilding this area after last year's heavy rain, and there were a few people who were against it, so we had a little trouble. I was against it, wasn' I met my daughter, who was acting as a feudal lord, quite a bit."
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

　It was before the establishment of the street gate and the improvement of the road.
　There seems to have been a lot of opposition from people who thought the dirt was just right.

"But I like this place more than I used to, because it's clean overall, leaving its good points behind."
"I'll be relieved if you say so,"

　Estella smiles, but she can't hide an atmosphere of exhaustion.
　He must have been really pushed hard.
　If a bunch of people like Morgan come to complain... that's going to be boring thing.
It's easy to imagine a drunkard's face expressing his selfish opinions, saying, "We're going to stay where we are, aren't we?

"Change" sounds like a deadly poison to hard‐headed people.
　Well, but I see...


　I have to make sure I understand that such a dramatic change isn't all about pleasing.


"Mr. Jiro,"

　She approached me and, keeping pace, Jeanette peeked right into my face.

"It's all right," Let's talk about it properly and choose the future you want."

　I was encouraged to see him on his face.

　...no, not really.
　I don't care. Whether they accept our proposal or not.
　It's not something I should be worried about.
　Well, if you drink my suggestion, the Gazelle's sister's shop will continue, Morgan will be indebted to you for not disappearing, and he will be able to accommodate you in the future if something happens in return for information, and he will be able to put this shop on a laboratory table for challenges that he cannot do at Yodari-tei, and if he can enjoy motsu easily and at a reasonable price, he is talking about the benefits...

"Mr. Yashiro, have you found any excuse to convince yourself?"
"...what are you looking for?""I see. Then there's no problem."

　look away from Jeanette's comical profile
　You know what I'm talking like I know what I mean what I mean.
　In the first place, this is for my benefit... ...oh, my God!

"When it thrives, I'll take all the margins. Or I'll make a clean-up guild, and I'll be the boss, and I'll exploit you all the time."
"Then, Jiro, you may submit your application to the lord. I hope it will pass."

　said the lord.
　...it's written on your face that you won't let me through if it's an unfair contract.
　You'd better avoid revealing your cards to him in case after all. Teaching me how to cheat could expose my vital point.
　It's dangerous to give Estella some form of document. Some things will be visible if analyzed carefully.
　If you antagonize Estella, she's a tough opponent.
　Hmm. So I'm going to back down this once.
　If it were true, I had a secret plan to make a profit from the yakiniku restaurant at 9:1. Oh, that's too bad.

"All of a sudden, anchovies are silent."
"It's like a ceremony before doing good. It is one of the specialties of the 42 wards."

　Jeanette bursts into laughter at Estella's jest.
　Is it not until now that I can laugh?
　The moment I get offended, the 42 wards will go bankrupt economically. It's too late for me to realize it's too late. You won't even be given the time to shake and sleep.

　So, until then, you had better sit back and relax in peace, wow!

"Astella, shall I tell you what I'm thinking now?"
"What?"
"Hmmm. Temae, be calm (nigh...)"
"Well... it's a very bad-looking, very good-natured statement... how can I take it?"

　Hmm.
　Don't you understand, you fool? puffing

"'Don't worry about anything,' Leave it to me.' Is it, Mr. Jillo.

　No. Not at all, Jeanette.
　And don't look like me. Don't do that. I've never uttered such a snobbish voice.

"Eyusha, give me a break, and give me a break?"
"Yes☆ I guess so~"
"I see. As you said, heroes like that."

　I won't, Teresa.
　That's not true, Marsha.
　I don't like Barbara.

　Your perception is all wrong.

"Oh, eat delicious motsu! That's why I came here!"
"Well, that's right. I'm sure the food after the good deed will be delicious."

　It's differently!
　Jeanette, you're slightly off the mark.

"You young man," Is motsu by any chance the internal organs that Temae and others brought back?"
"Oh, I've got it pre-processed.
"Well, if I may say so, isn't it only eaten by the beasts of the outside forest? It's not eaten by humans, is it?"

　Perhaps Morgan had tried it before, but he exposed his face with a twitch that was very reminiscent of a thrush.
　The girls there flocked to Morgan with a "gut!"

"What are you saying, Jiisan?"
"Me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me!"
"Don't you know the taste of that motsu while you've been raising a cow for many years? Hmm, you... you've lost half your life."
"You should know the profound taste of that motsu,"
You should think you've been fooled and try it. I will assure you."
"Meeting new ingredients is almost miraculous. You must try it, Mr. Morgan."
"Well, I still like seafood better~"

　All the girls except Marsha have turned over.
　Even Jeanette, who was relatively positive, bowed to him, saying, "I underestimated him."
　She talks about the deliciousness of motsu in the manner of an old fan who has been pushing for years, such as Estella, who is a regular palm-turning customer.
　Lucia has even said that she would invite ranches to eat. At present, the ranch in the 35 wards seems to be small, but they want to expand it.

　The impact of motsu was so great.

　That being said, it's too much of a transformation.
　They tried to eat up everything from the presentation to the one in the process of being pickled.

"Rejoice, Mr. Olson,"

　Estella turns her face on Morgan with a thin breast.

"It has been confirmed that the market for cattle herders will expand! It's the birth of a new flagship product."

　Gelatin has already existed and sales channels have not expanded, but motsu can be a new mainstay.
　Estella seems convinced.

　But after all, it's restaurants that buy motsu, so the sales channels themselves haven't expanded...
　Gelatin can be used not only in restaurants but also in making sweets, and there is a demand from ordinary households, so I was able to expand the market. However, motsu doesn't last long and preparation is difficult, so I think eating it at restaurants will be the standard.

"Mr. Yashiro, let's treat him at the Yodamari-tei, too."

　Well, yes.I'm just going to open a butcher's shop, so will the market expand?
　I haven't told them yet, and I've got a pot to eat.

"Internal organs... internal organs..."

　Morgan is still skeptical, but it's probably only a matter of time.

　Morgan reached his destination while he nodded his head unconvincedly.


　a Thomson kitchen


　...well.

　Morgan Olson
　Mob Thomson
　Olson, Thomson... ...is complicated!

"Well, Morgan,"
"Huh?"
"Change your name."
"Why!"
"It's a bit too.
`What's "somewhat sweet!"'

　They gave me a similar name in the neighborhood.
　annoying
　What did you think of giving me such a complicated name?

"Let's go in for now." Hey, I'll carry your luggage, so go in first. Well, I've got to talk to you know. They'll welcome you."

　says Morgan, fixing the cart.
　Estella takes the lead, followed by me and Jeanette.

　a simple log cabin a Thomson kitchen of that appearance The appearance of the shop reminds me of a remote American countryside. A beautiful blonde in Western Boots may not feel uncomfortable as a waitress.

"If you wear blonde in your western boots, you'll have a huge milk... smirk."
"Jillo, close your mouth if you don't want to be left alone."

　Are you treating your owner as a small dog waiting in front of the store? What if a crowd of beautiful women flocked to you saying, "Oh, so cute, I'm holding you." How are you going to manage it?
　This is welcome, though!

"A big door,"

　Estella looks up at a large iron door.
　That's too big for sure enough.
　The door to the store is too big.

"I'm constantly heating up the iron plate." They leave the door open during business."

　I see.
　Are you trying to get the heat and smoke out of the store by keeping the frontage wide open?
　When I looked at it, I found a metal fitting to secure the open door to the exterior wall of the store. I suppose you're going to put it here and leave it open.

　If it's closed now, does it mean it's not open now?
　It's past noon. It's a normal time to be open...

"Do you open it in the evening?"

　Some bars open in the evening and stay open until dawn.
　I thought it was the same here, but Morgan shook his head in silence.
　Is it not?
　That means you were waiting with the shop closed because we were coming... or you weren't opening it because you weren't getting any customers...

"Let's go in anyway."

　Estella pulls the iron door.
　A loud iron door opens with a squeak of metal.

　I found a woman crouching in the middle of the shop.

"Are you all right!"

　Jeanette screamed, and I was running away without thinking.
　He curled up, crouched beside a woman crouching on the floor, checked for trauma, and was about to touch her shoulder when the crouching woman uttered.

"I'm very sorry!"

　Huh?
　. . . . . . a prostration?

　Well, now that you mention it, it doesn't look like that, or that's all it looks like... Huh? Why?

"Ah, Mr. Tomton..."
"I'm sorry!"

　When Jeanette speaks to him, he apologizes louder.

"Calm down for now," Look up, please. you know?"
"Yes, I'm sorry..."

　It was a slightly haggard, mature, beautiful woman who looked up timidly.
　She has black lines under her eyes, which make her look a little bewitching, but she has the image of a timid mother with cleanliness. It feels like a neat lady is getting older, and if you come to see the class, you'll be told, "I hope you're a beautiful mother."
　However, the happiness seems to be light, and it makes me feel uneasy when I see it.
　If I laughed, I would think she was beautiful. My eyebrows are always leaning against me.

"Well..."
"Have you settled down?"
"Yes... I'm sorry I've settled down!"
`What!'

　one's first and last stoop
　I've settled down once, so that's not OK!
　Once you've settled down, stay calm!

"Let me stand up for now,"
"Yes, sir," Mr. Thomson, let's have a seat. Mr. Jiro."

　I can't stop looking at my mother, Gazelle, and Jeanette looks at me.
　You want me to escort you gently.
　I can't help it.

"Here, hold it. Give me your shoulder..."
"Oh my gosh! I can't touch anyone other than my husband! I'm getting dirty!"

　Oh... Am I treated as a bikin?

"... I'm going home."
"Wait, Jiro! That's definitely going to hurt! I understand, but if you leave it like this, it'll be many times more troublesome!""It's not me, it's you, the lord, who should bear the burden. It doesn't matter to me."
"Please! Give me your help, sir!"

　Estella bowed honestly!?
　Well, I guess you understand..."Oh, I'm from the Mendokusai race again."
　Moreover, once they have been in contact with each other, they cannot be ignored and left unattended. It's Estella's personality, isn't it?

　So, did you think that bowing to me is the least risk and hassle?
　You... That's amazing. That's a clean way to get rid of your pride.

"Oh... Let me sit down."
"Well, I'll take care of her in general. Look, that's it. Think of it as a woman's version of the womalo, and treat it with all your might. you know?"

　I see.
　I wonder if this is what the girls thought of Umaro'
　But Womaro doesn't say that he's going to get dirty... ...smack.

"Mr. Jiro, there's nothing wrong with him."

　Jeanette pats me on the head like a kid.
　......huh, my head is popping, it's surprisingly effective. I've been comforted a little by accident. You don't have to be so depressed. I realized for the first time the effects of comfort.

"Oh, you've done it, Leila,"
"Mr. Morgan..."

　Morgan comes in with a good laugh.
　Did you know that when I came into contact with this mother, Gazelle -- Leila -- that's how it would turn out.
　What a fellow! He must be rotten.

"This is Lehra, my friend Pepe and I said.

　Is Pepe a strangely wide-decorated cowherd who let the cow escape?

"He used to run around saying, 'My hair is dead!' when Pepe almost touched him to touch me."
"She's a poor character, is she asked.

　There's so much abuse!
　It looks nice and neat."～.

"It's the first time I've gotten used to it..."
"But don't do that, Mr. Morgan!"

　Leila, red to the ears and covering her face with both hands.

`I'll smash it to pieces!'
"Haha! You can't do it yet."

　No, the content of the conversation!
　That's not something we can laugh at each other about!?
　That's daily life? Yeah...a culture shock

　Ignoring these conversations, Morgan begins to tell the story of their beginnings in amusement.

"When Leila was about to fall off the cliff, BoMo caught him by the arm and helped him."

　Oh... Did you touch this woman? Very courageous, Bomo.

"And Leila, who had been pulled up from the cliff, said the first thing was, 'Choose to take responsibility and marry, or to fall off the cliff with me and decay!'"

　First of all, it's "thank you."
　Were you educated at home!?

"And Bomo's guy thought,"

Is it called 'he's a b*tc*?

"He's the only one!"
"What's going on, his circuit of thought!"
"He was a single-minded man... whoa!"

It's not "Oh my gosh!" It's a matter of "Gee!" If I were to say the other way around.
　If we had talked about this at yesterday's competition, we would have won the top prize.
　I'm even more scared of hands‐on experiences.

"When I was licked in the face by a male cow, it was "Gut!" and "Bok!""
"Wild!"
"Don't do that, sir,"

　What!?
　The parents who made too many mistakes in their education policy?
　I feel nothing but awe before shame!?

"He's a kind fellow at heart."
"Do you think anything will be forgiven if you are kind-hearted?"

　I'd like to distance myself from him, who lacks visible kindness!

"Well, Miss Thomson... Is it Mr. Leila?"
"Yes, sir, sir... I'm sorry, but you've come all the way to a place like this..."
"Why don't you listen to me?"
"But I can't make you and your lord spend your time on people like us."

　It's Estella that won't back down even if you say so.
　If you're interested in Estella, you'd better ask her for advice. Don't waste your time.

"Mr. Estella wants to save you and this shop, and Mr. Yashiro and I want to save our daughter and son. Will you tell me your story?"

　Jeanette smiles at Leila.
　Don't let me in, will you? I just want a clean-up man.

"I'm sorry, sir,"
"That's not the case," I've met Mr. Thomson several times, and why don't you leave him alone as a fellow in the same eating and drinking guild?"
"Have you ever met my master?"

She grabs Jeanette's shoulder with a "huh!" answer, and Leila approaches him.
　My eyes are opening to the limit and my eyes are about to pop out.
　Scary, Scary, Scary, Scary, Scary! You look like you're going to be in human history!

"...what has it to do with my master?"
"Huh? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."What's the conversation?"
"Nothing in particular... Well, I don't speak much at meetings."

　In the first place, meetings between food and drink guilds themselves seem to have been rare.
　Recently, it's been a while since I brought in adult lunches and food courts.
　Two hands would suffice for Jeanette and Thomson to have met.

"Have I ever seen you?"
"Well, yes. About twice... I'll take your child to the meeting place to pick him up."
"Oh, my husband was called 'Mr. Thomson'..."

　No, it's normal!
　Maybe more than 90% of my acquaintances call it that way!

「…………」
「…………」
"... did you kiss?"
"I didn't!"
"Morgan, take responsibility for it!"
"Oh, Leila! That's it! He's the guest who came all the way here worrying about you."
"But... you might have thought good of my husband..."
"Oh, sir, Mr. Leila said. I'm an al-Vistan, and there's no such thing at all."
"Oh! Really? Oh, no! I'm embarrassed."

　So your sense of embarrassment is kind of weird!
　People around me can only see me as "scared..." that!

"I'm sorry," I'm kind of jealous... I can't do it, you know."

　Leila thrusts herself on the head.
　...not a little. I saw real madness.
　So it's a much lighter apology than the first one, man. I'm afraid I'll have to apologize seriously now.

"Astella, why don't you go home now?"
"Just a little more! Let's hold on a little more! For the sake of the kids!"
"No, but Jeanette..."
"I don't particularly care," I understand a little bit of anxiety."

　What?
　Do you know!?

"By any chance... will Jeanette be like that?"
"Huh? No, no! No! I can't believe... there's no particular person here... Al-Vistan..."

　Alvistan, you're conveniently overused.
　...I see, Genet has a concept of yakimochi, too.
　Well, I don't think I'll ever be like Leila. I'll bet on it' Don't do that. That's special.

"He's a kind fellow at heart,"
"That's enough, my heart,"

　It's not persuasive at all, my heart.

"But when Mr. Yodamari-tei taught me doughnuts, I heard from the children that ... we had no doughnuts."

　Laura hesitates apologetically.
　A quick look at it shows a large counter at the back of the shop with a long iron plate.
　There are four tables for eight people. It seems like a restaurant like Kantaltica, where you sit in a spare seat.
　There is a door leading to the back, but perhaps the only kitchen is the iron plate on the counter. There are water bottles and cupboards on the counter.

　You can't eat doughnuts in this kitchen.

"What's behind that door?"
"What? Well... it's a nest of love... yuck!"

　It's not home!
　Because I never think I'm envious of love forever!?

"The suggestion we brought is not a doughnut. It's a new way to eat meat."
"The meat...?"

　Leila puts her hand on her cheek and tilts her head slightly.
　But he immediately shook his head with a startled look.

"No! No! No! I can't help you all!"
"But if you don't do something about it, you'll have to close it down, because it's filled with the dreams of your beloved husband."
"My husband's..."

　Leela opens her eyes to Estella's words.
　But he immediately shook his head with an expression of distress.

"I can't protect this shop by myself..."

　Bread!

　clapped one's hands loudly.
"I can't do it" interrupts Leela's words before they spill out.

Try it before you make a decision. You still have time, don't you think?"

　When she laughed inappropriately, Leila nodded faintly, embarrassedly.
　Do you feel compelled to nod?
　But that's enough for now. Humans, the first step is the heaviest.
　All you have to do is step that way. It's easier than I expected.

"Well, then we'll get ready,"
"Yes!"

　After hearing Jeanette's lively reply, we began to get ready for each one.