I put all my skills into it.

"Well, ummallow," Good job. Well, just sit down. I'll treat you to coffee."
"Really!? Well, it was worth working hard to make a table for Jiro-san."
"Are you done already?"
"Yes, sir. We've made a good table. Thomson's kitchen family were very pleased."
"I see," I'll pull you out of your chair."
"What's wrong with everything, oh, even the cushions. Well, don't hesitate to--"


　Whoa!


"Whoa!? What's that!? It's not an oiler!? ... What's this strange bag!"
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
"Is it Jiro's fault?"

　A woman who stands up surprised at the loud sound of farting, rolls up the cushion, and grabs the mysterious bag beneath it.
　I put these words in the bag for my own fun.


"""A big surprise!"""


"Tettele~ ♪ It's a big surprise!"
"It's not a big success! What's this?"
"It's a boo-boo cushion that I put all my skills into!"
"... I want you to use it for something more meaningful, Mr. Jiro's skills... well, it's a waste of high quality, isn't it... made of magical animal leather?"

　He obtained rubber-thick, elastic leather of the beast, and with a little special sewing techniques, he used glue to create a boob cushion in this city that seemed impossible to make by hand!
　We knew the structure, but we struggled to prevent air leaks and adjust the sound.

　But I made it up beautifully!"
　I almost squashed it all day today.
　It's already dusk outside.

"It's a great sewing technique, that's it." You don't know the seam at all, do you? The way of sewing without air leakage is novel.As expected of Yashiro-chan.

　The ukurinez takes the boo-boo cushion from the womalo and looks at it intently.
　He seems to like it strangely.

"If you don't give them sweets, they'll make fun of you. Wow, interesting!"

　If you like it so much, you can sell it to me.
　I don't like it for free, as you might expect.

"Why don't you come back, Jeanette?"
"What!? Woo, Ukrinness!? Oh, that's not good!"
"Oh, my God! Don't mess with me. I've finished sewing my clothes, so I'd like you to put my sleeves in."
"Oh, I see... I'm relieved."
"Uh-huh. Umaro. Even if I'm the other person, I'll turn the other way."
"Well, my nature... from the bottom."

　Do you get nervous even if you're an oba?
　Is this guy bad at adult women regardless of the strike zone?
　Well, Umaro's strike zone is Magda. Is the zone irrelevant?

"...but when I get hit, I want to give it a try by someone..."

　Womaro has a bad.
　Oh, this is a trend of mass production of victims.

"Yodamari-tei is full of women, so if you're aiming, you're a guest."
"Hey, don't be rude to customers in a restaurant where you do business."
"Is that what Mr. Jiro says?"

　I'll tell you.
　If it doesn't affect the sales, it's a problem, isn't it?

"It's about time the Gooseya went out to eat anyway. In the evening, Delia will come with the manager and Molly-chan, who have finished their shape-up exercises."

　The past three days have generally been like that.
　Jeanette and Molly go to Delia, using the time between lunchtime and dinner time.
　So, when you finish gymnastics, you come back with Delia.

　... well, well... On the first day, Molly, who worked too hard, couldn't walk and Delia carried him on her shoulder, and it was a mistake to give him sweets as a token of her gratitude.
　Even yesterday, when Molly didn't attend, Delia, who sent Jeanette to Yodamari-tei, was nervous as if she wanted sweets. Jeanette gave it to me. ...what made me feel like I was feeding wild animals.
　If you memorize the feeding grounds, you come every day, wildlife.
　I'm not going to feed you unnecessarily...

"And how do you use this?"
"Put some air in and inflate it..."
"Mr. Umaro, your brother inflated it earlier, so if you don't wipe it properly, it'll be an indirect kiss!"
"Mr. Jillo... Mr. Loretta, why don't you keep him a little away from that pharmacist
"I beg your pardon, Mr. Womaro!? I mustn't "Ah"!"

　Haha. That's stupid, Loretta.
　...that's an infection. What's more, it's a splash infection. If you're not careful, it's a biohazard.

"...disinfection will do. I brought boiling water."
"Magda! Thank you for your thoughtfulness!"

　Do I have to sterilize my saliva with boiling water?

"... well, ummallow." Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.""No!? Who wants to disinfect, this is it! And boiling water direct is crazy!"

　Oh, was it the womaro that needed to be sterilized? Was good

　For hygiene and ethics, the booze cushion was once sterilized with boiling water.
　...wouldn't I have inflated it?"
　Well, let's see. It's a woman who's going to inflate.
　It was painful because the smell of animals remained plain. The smell of rubber is still better.

"I see. The air pulls the leather around me, and that pressure closes my mouth. And when you apply external pressure, and the air comes out of here, and this strange, long-mouthed glass vibrates and makes such a sound, that's the way it is that so?"

　Womaro mutters admiration at the puffy, puffy cushion.

"I can tell by looking at it."
"If the structure is as simple as this, it's no use," But it seems difficult to make..."

　It was certainly difficult.
　But I did my best!

"Everything to get back at Regina!"
"What!? Were you going to set it up for Mr. Regina!"

　That's right!
　He caught me with a hidden item that didn't have a chance to blow out purple smoke, so I'll get back at him!

"But I realized... I almost forgot, but Regina is a girl, isn't she?"
"Well, yes," --sometimes I almost forget about it."
"It's like farting pranks to girls... I'm going to lose my favor, isn't
"It's gone, I'm sure... until for a while no woman can approach it."
"That's a problem! Anyway, I'm a man who wants to see and feel the milk shake at close range!"
"...why doesn't she lose her favor at this point...that's strange to her..."

　It's hard to be disliked by girls!
　But I worked hard to make it, so I want to catch someone!

"That's where the carpenter comes in!"
"There must have been more, Carpenter's turn!"
"Well, it might be as safe as Imelda because of the toilet characters..."
"I can't!? He's a very weak-minded man and he's always withdrawn!"
"How do you know that? I'm not that close."
"Becko and Fox information!"
"Oh, I'm on good terms with that Imelda."
"Yes, Mr. Imelda's best friend."

　In this case, who should I pity?"
　I wonder if it's fun to get along with him.

"That's why you're putting up with being a carpenter, isn't it?
`I don't have any objection to sacrificing our people, for I want to set up an Oira for somebody!'

　be a bad guy
　It looks like a day
　He is a rascal who enjoys the tragedy of his family.
　He sold his soul to the devil.

"Womaro, will you do a surprise job on Regina instead of me?"
"Absolutely not!"
"You don't want to see it, do you think Regina would be surprised to hear you say, 'Wow!'"
"...I'd certainly like to see Regina's natural expression, which is always funny, but... she's not a good way to do it." From a woman."
"No, no, no. Regina. She's the sort of guy who's going to leak obscene words when she opens her mouth. Maybe it's not farting at all right now!"
"No, if it's not farting, what is it?"

　I'll keep Regina in suspense without hurting my reputation, but Umaro's disapproval has stalled me.
I was a little emphatically told, "No, no. I was so strong that my arms were so strong that the buzzing cushion made a light whizzing sound when I was doing the "ssu yo."

　Hey!

"I wanted to see it, Regina,"
"Wow. Did you want to humiliate us so much in public?"
``Whoa!'

　Me and the woman cried.

"Why, Regina goes out twice a day!"
"Where are you surprised, myself.

　You'll be surprised!
　It's Regina who goes out once a week!
　It's rumored that the probability of seeing it outside is the same as that of Tucinoko!

"Why are you here? Did Jeanette ask for something?"
"No. I've heard a rumor that you and the carpenter are exchanging saliva."
"Where did you come from, rumour!"
"...the last train, at this speed, to the east side of the city?...no way."

　Umaro, don't take it seriously.
　This guy has the ability to do so, it's natural to think so, and it's much more credible.

"But I'm glad you came out... I can't believe you've tried to make us comfortable."
"That's not it!"

　It's a bad reputation, a bad reputation!

"If I were humiliated in public, I wouldn't marry you any more..."
"More powerful than that, "Why can't you get married?" You're in full swing, aren't you?"

　It's as much an error as a boo-boo cushion.

`Do you want me to take responsibility and marry you?'
"I married Regina in the middle of a boo-boo cushion... and the judiciary would have been thrown out of court for shoplifting, that sentence."
"Oh, is this the mouth you talk to? Huh?

　get a yank at the edge of one's mouth with both hands
　It's rather strong.
　... oh, I'm ashamed of the boo-boo cushion after all right. My ears are a little red.I'm glad I didn't do it. If I hadn't done it well, I might have cried.

"Mr. Regina, I often show her girlishness."
"...very rarely, very feminine".
`They may have forgotten, but we're girls,'

　Regina threw something small into my mouth, complaining about Loretta and Magda.
　Smoke again?

"Hey, now what's going on?"
"Screaming! What's that voice!? Oh, my stomach is cringing!"

　I have a strange voice as if I were breathing helium gas.
　Aren't these particles hardened with helium? It's not harmful, is it? Seriously!

"You came out to try this, didn't you?"
"Don't do that. Are you trying to talk to me in a weird voice?"
"It must be your fault!"
"'It must be your fault!'
"Don't imitate me!"
"'Don't you get upset!'"
"I didn't tell you!"
"My heart's voice,"
"My heart's voice isn't so high!"

　Hey, d*mn it! It's been a long time!
　Helium gas would be restored to its original state once spoken. How long will this last?

"Oh, I'm back, I said, "I'm back."
"The effect is about thirty seconds," It lasts about two minutes depending on your constitution."

　It's a poor prank item.
　I can't help but be indignant.

"Sell me two,"
"Who are you going to use it for?"

　A woman holds her mouth in her hands and walks away.

"What a rude fellow! Do you think I'm going to do that's whatsoever.
"You did it! Boo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!"
"Oh, that's the boo-boo cushion,"
"I don't have such a dangerous subtitle,"

　What kind of social occasion do you going to have?

"Oh, yes! Hurry up and catch Gooseya."

　A hasty woman puts a boo-boo cushion in her chair.
　put a plump cushion on top of it
　This makes the thickness of the boo-boo cushion look as if it were the thickness of the cushion on top.

"Hmmm. They all seem to be having fun."

　Ukrinness drinking tea alone at a distance.
　This guy is said to have been kicked out by the shopkeeper because he's so enthusiastic about making Halloween costumes that he can't go home until Jeanette puts her sleeves in a temporary dress.

　Give it a rest when you can.
　I was really in a hurry because the jaw line was a little sharp. When I saw you only a few days ago, you were more plump.

"Magda, make a cake for Ukrinness".
"... I understand,"
"Oh, that's all right, don't worry about it,"
"That's all right. I just slid 'I'll buy you a cup of coffee' that I said to Umaro into the ukurinness."
"What!? Are you away from Oira's coffee?"
"The ukurinness is working hard."
"Oira did a great job, too!"
"Oh, my God. I wonder if I'll take your word for it. Thank you, Yashiro-chan, Umaro-chan."
"Well... I can't say no to Mr. Ukrinness."
"Ugh. You're nice, aren't you?"

　ukurinez shaking one's shoulders with an amorous look
　I should have been stout before.

"Magda, give me some cake and make me fatter."
"... eat a lot."
"Oh, then I'll rub Mr. Ukrinness's shoulders!"
"Oh, my God. I wonder if I'm going to be shipped out?"

　Magda fed the cake and Loretta rubbed Ukrinness on the shoulder when the door to the Yodamari-tei opened.

"Slightly!? What's this?"

　It was Gooseya who came in.
　You've been asking me to make time for Delia's arrival... not yet today.
　I glanced around the store and shrugged my shoulders when I realized that Delia was missing. What a rude fellow!

　For that kind of guy...

　give a gentle glance
　With a nod, Umaro nodded.

"You've come to a good time, Goozoozoooseyah. I've been caring for people who are working hard at the Yodamari-tei."

　It's not a lie.
　The waitresses are all indebted for their hard work on ukurinness.

　While I was talking to Goozoya and turning my attention to him, Umaro casually pulled a chair with a buzz cushion.

"You're tired, aren't you? You can use this chair."
"Oh? Isn't it a gorgeous cushion? Can I sit down?"
"I'll give it up," I've been doing my best today.""Ya~ I'm so impressed that the leader will recognize me! Then, don't hesitate to..."


　Whoop!


"Whoa!? What is this?"
"""Tettele~ ♪ Hidden camera success!"""
"Oh, my God!"

　a beautifully determined laughing woman
　But what a quick absorption guy! I'm already good at using Tette~♪.

"Again, we're going to put some crazy technology into this showless thing...! You guys have some bad points!? Be aware! It's a waste of technology!"
"I'll tell Mr. Jiro,"
"It's the same with the leader! It's Petitasiro!"
"Excuse me!"
"Oh, neither!"

　I gave the impolite couple a helium ball they had just bought.

"Oh!? Oh, my God!"
"Huh!? What a strange voice... Me too!"

　Speak in a strange voice for about 30 seconds.

"... Jillo,"
"What, Magda?"
"...what happens if you feed Gustave?"

　Gustave
　He is a Piranese man of the Hunting Guild, bare and shrill.
　This is a guy who reminds me of a mouse in Chiba's dreamland.
　If I could feed him a helium ball that would raise his voice......

"Don't be ultrasonic".
"...interesting,"

　It's a waste to spend money on Gustave.
　All right, there'say nothing.

"d*mn it... I'm frustrated that I've been left to do you know.

　say Gooseya in a strange voice

"Don't speak in a strange voice, it's depressing."
"Isn't it Jiro's job?"

　I was complained in a strange voice.
　It's unpleasant.

"Poop!"
"... and you're the only one who says it's cute, aren't you?"
"Oh, I think I'm cute."
"... Mr. Jiro, you, even Mr. Ukrinnes...?!?"

"Until"? Hey?
　If you leave out strange things in a strange voice, you'll bury them in strange places with strange faces.
　Would you like to try and find a fossil in life 160 million years from now as a strange creature?

"Anyway! I want to do it to someone else!"
"Then to Regina,"
"It's impossible for a woman!"
"I'm getting tired of it, myself." Do you want to say it?"

　Apparently, the boo-boo cushion is targeted only at men only.
　Regina is keeping an eye on me for some reason.
　You're more or less on this side. Team of problem children who get in trouble a lot!

"Yes! Mr. Yangbold is coming soon, so let's catch him!"
"Oh, that's good! I'll make him look good these days!"
"Oh!? Isn't your voice coming back?"
"Why haven't you come back yet?"

　Whomaro's voice is back on track, but Goozoya still shrill still.
　It's true that the duration depends on your constitution.

"Well, that's all right! Do it faster than that!"
"A very thin carpenter'said he. I'll put some air on this. Here, here, at the mouth, lick it once, and then blow it up."
`I'm not looking for a saliva ballroom!'
"Oira is inflating!"

　Don't rot like crazy in the cafeteria.
　It must be a big problem in terms of hygiene. I'll sue you for obstruction of business.

"Now... the set is finished!"
"If Mr. Jambold comes with this..."
"I got stuck and said, "No~"
"Mr. Yambold!"
"'No,'"

　Behind the scheming Umaro and Gooseya, Janbold stood laughing inappropriately.
　He didn't show any signs of it either.

"It's not good to be such a prank to Lady,"
"Who is Lady!"
"Even if your body is a man, your heart is Ossan!"
"Isn't that Ossan?"
"There are no ready elements, Mr. Yangbold!"
"A person with a shameful heart, that is, a maiden."

　I'm ashamed to say that everybody has it. ...with the exception of a few people.

"I tried to embarrass the lady... I can't get married anymore."
"You couldn't go, nevertheless!"
"Gooseuya, take responsibility."
"Isn't it torture, the rest of my life?"
"Oh? Why is it... it's worn by Janbold and Regina?""I'm sure we'll be happy to have a girl's heart, and we'll be in the league of girls."

　That's a bad alliance, isn't it?

　But boob cushions have a low success rate.
　Well, it's also very difficult to have to guide you to a seat with a plainly suspicious cushion.
　Originally, the success rate wasn't that high even in Japan.

　You can target me... This is a failure.

"I'm back now~"

　A wailing voice came into the hotel.
　A moist, sweaty Jeanette has a weak smile on her face. You must have been squeezed again today. If you can see Jeanette's HP bar overhead, you'll probably have only a few gauges left.

"Oh, yes, Jiro!" I brought Molly here~"
"Oh, I'm back, I'm back, I'm better.........."

　Delia, carrying Molly, whose soul is slipping out of her mouth, comes in with a glistening look.
　Oh, what's the difference?
　You worked out the same thing, right?
　Delia doesn't even feel as tired as finishing the warm-up exercise.

"Molly, did you work too hard?"
"Yes. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."

　She's a good girl to obey her orders...but she's a pity that she can't resist the temptation of snacking.

"Yasilo! There's a new snack!? Oh, that's what I'm looking forward to it.

　I could see why Delia's face was shining.
　You were expecting me.
　Well, after Molly eats, she's made some improvements and she's got a sweet marshmallow that she likes Delia. You might as well have a try.

"Molly, will you stand up?"
"Well, yes... that's all right."

　Coming off Delia's back, Molly dented to the floor like a stringed puppet.

"Loretta, put Molly in the chairs about there. Magda, sit down and do it."
"Yes!"
"...this way, manager,"
"Excuse me, Mr. Magda,"

　Jeanette walked home on her own feet, but her movements were awkward. My strength seems to have reached its limit.

"Hey, Delia! Good job!"
"Huh!"

　Delia's appearance gives me a high-pitched gooeya.

"What's wrong with you? Your voice is weird."
"No, this is a little... ...when is this going to expire?"

　It depends on your constitution.
　Maybe it's like a week. You're around the stars.

"Ah! That's a funny voice! That's so funny!"
"Huh! Mr. Delia's unprotected smile at this short distance!? Mr. Regina, please sell me a dozen of this medicine!"

　No, I'm going to get bored. Surprisingly, you get tired of it, so that helium voice.

"Hey, Jillo! Can I eat marshmallows? The manager says Jillo is good.
"I'm very interested, too,"

　It's a marshmallow made in Jeanette's absence. Jeanette seems to be expecting too.
　I've explained what it's like, but a hundred stories are like… at first glance.

"Well, I'll bring you one, so just sit down."
"Oh!"
"Yes! Mr. Delia, what!?"

　Goozoya stopped Delia trying her best to sit in a cushioned seat.
　There's a boo-boo cushion under that cushion...

"What? Jiro told me to sit down."
"No, so, um... oh, yeah! Mr. Ukrinness! I'm eating cake!"
"Huh? Oh, it's true. It looks delicious, Ukrinness."
"Yes, it's very delicious."
"I hope... but you're going to eat marshmallows now." Hehe, that'

　Delia sits in front of Ukrinness, speaking to him.
　Gooseya's guy, he led Delia well.

"This prank to Mr. Delia... absolutely not!"

　My eyes are serious.
　They are the eyes of a man who protects his loved ones.

　...Don't sell cheap in such a miserable place, 'The eyes of a man who protects his loved ones.'

"Mr. Ukrinness, are you off work today?"
"No, Jeanette," Actually, it's a temporary seam..."

　Listen to such conversations and head to the kitchen.
　Marshmallows can be preserved at room temperature, so several types of small bowls have already been completed.
　There are special marshmallows sleeping in the refrigerator now.
　They're not showing up here right now. ...... enjoy yourself personally when you're more mature. ... well...

"Wait. Here's the marshmallow."
"Oh! Is this marshmallow?"

　Delia's eyes sparkle.
　You know, I haven't learned Barbara for a long time, but I learned marshmallows at once. It must be a rather difficult name to remember."It's a strange. Is it because Jiro made it?"
"What do you mean, Delia?"
`What do you mean by whether the milky elements of the god of breast ooze out?'
"Don't be noisy, I know, I'm not checking, just shut up."

　keep Regina on the edge of one's tongue
　But Regina, who seems to like Marshmallow quite a bit, secretly loosens her cheeks to the colorful Marshmallow.
　What's that secret feeling like you're hiding that Skevan actually likes cute little things?
　Make it clear that you love it, like marshmallows.
Everyone will agree, "Oh, it's like a tinge of milk."

"Huh! ...Oh, my God!"
"It's delicious! It smells like fruit".

　With Delia's melting smile, Jeanette is staring at a bite of marshmallow.
　Delia ate marshmallows with chocolate inside, a work of effort added to keep the chocolate soft.
　Jeanette ate fruit marshmallows mixed with citrus juice.
　There is also a marshmallow with jam inside.

　Eventually I'm going to try making gimmoves with plenty of juice, but this time it's limited to marshmallows.

"Oh, um... when will I be trained to eat marshmallows now?"
"Huh? Well... tomorrow?"
"Well, thank you for the meal!"

　After hearing Delia's answer, Molly reaches out to the marshmallow.
　Apparently, I couldn't do it today. Can you stand it tomorrow?

"It's delicious again! Then... no matter how much you exercise, you won't lose weight."

　Don't eat it.
　Don't give in to the temptation of snacking.

"Plain is the best way for us,"
"What!? Regina, try this chocolate! It's better than plain!"
"The difference of taste,"
"...black chocolate in a white marshmallow...I see, it's perfect for Loretta."
"Who's black in the belly, Magdachy? And the fourth one is stretched out, Morrichy! Be careful!"
"Because there are so many flavors!"
"All kinds of sweet potatoes~ Beyotto!"
"It's sloppy, Mr. Delia!"

　Molly, it's not sloppy.
　You can eat it, too.
　But move as much as you want.
　If you can get the same amount of exercise as Delia, you'll get a Delia figure. I wish I could.

"Hey, Jeanette," I don't mind taking a break, so can you put your sleeves on your temporary clothes, Molly?"
"Oh, yes. Well, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
"Temporary sewing . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . around your stomach?"
"It's like this. It's well-empted."
"I won't eat anymore!"
"Yes! Let's go and sweat lightly so that we don't get dirty, Molly!"
"Yes! Out of reach of the marshmallow'

　Jeanette and Molly broke away together when they saw their temporary clothes.
　Putting this outfit on the floor might cut off Molly's temptation to eat between meals.

"... oh!"

　You said you're going to sweat lightly, right?
　I don't think I'd bathe with Ukrinness waiting, so I'm sure I'll wipe myself lightly with the water in the well.
　Water in a well......well.........in a well "refrigerator"......in a "refrigerator".........

"Not good!"

　Bertina's smile was in between my eyes as I stood up and ran away.

"Thank you for waiting."
"No, I didn't call you,"
"I was called to Jinetto".

　You don't have to be called, but you're here.

"This is the marshmallow you expect. There are many flavors, so you can pick them as you like."

　I'm far from doing that now!

"Well, I'll call you,"

　Bertina sat down in a chair nearby.
　on a plump cushioned couch
　on top of a trap with a buzz cushion

``--'?"'

　The color faded from me, Umaro, and Gooseya's faces.
　It could have gone past blue and turned earthy, or burnt-out, ash.

　Like the moment the running light begins, the world becomes slow motion.
　Bertina's butt gradually crept closer to the cushion and placed her whole weight on a plump cushion.



　It's over...


　I thought so.
　But...

"Huh! It has a very strange texture and is delicious."
"...what?"
"... to?"
"Why...?"

　Bertina, sitting in a chair as if nothing had happened, chewing marshmallows.
　that?
　It didn't start?
　Did you get out of the air?
　No, but the cushion was bulging... Huh?

"Oh? What's the matter?"

　Tatten. Bertina with a slight tilt of her head.Nothing unusual has really happened.

"Wait a minute, Bertina," That cushion."
"Oh! I'm sorry. Shouldn't you have sat down?"
"No... I mean, I can't..."

　Bertina rushes to her feet and gets out of her chair.
　The cushions are plump on the seating surface.

　queer
　Is Bertina's weight so light that she loses to the pressure of the air?

"How many kilograms does Bertina weigh?"
"What!? Oh, I can't tell you! Did I gain weight?"

　Bertina is flustered, holding her cheek with her hands.
　That's not the case, but... No, that's not the case, but if you care about it, think of a little more to eat. within the bounds of common sense

　instead of
　Bertina, who is supposed to be of average weight.
　Well, when I hugged him before, he had a normal weight.
　But it didn't start.

　The womalo blew in and broke down... or something like that's right.
　We don't have such a complicated mechanism...

　Try sitting down yourself.




　Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo




　There was a loud resounding.
　That's a big fart.
　There was a loud sound of farting in the woods, reminiscent of the stench of wild birds crashing down.

　It's not broken, after all.
　There's nothing wrong with it.

　If it's strange...

"Miracle..."
"I am sure so, Mr. Toryo," The Sister is under the protection of the Spirit, lest his dignity be harmed by malicious mischief."
"Sister, I'm with you and you're a girl."
"Don't do it together."

　Miracle?
　Is Bertina protected from this kind of mischief when she was favored by the Spirit?
　However, in that case, I can explain.
　That's all I can think of.

"Spiritual god...how far will you patronize me?"

　You've already been given a handsome figure a fine breast, but... God doesn't give you two things, you're a liar.

　While feeling that absurdity, he nodded with strange conviction.

"... Mr. Jiro,"

　I put my hand on my shoulder with a snap.


　... oh.
　This is a bad guy.

"Please give me a detailed explanation."

　In a quiet voice, my neck, face, and gaze naturally turn toward me, as if to object to the voice of my heart, "I don't want to turn that way even if I die!"

　Bertina's face, looking up, was red with shame.
　red to one's
　red to the base of one's neck
　His hands on his shoulders are bright red.

　I'm trying to pretend to be calm and expressionless, so I can see that shame more conspicuously... it's kind of moe.

"But don't look stiff," Oh, I'm angry!"

　It was force majeure, and I didn't set it up on Bertina.
　Above all, it was Gooseya who set up here.
　There are a lot of excuses to be made.
　You'll get off with a slap on the wrist.


　...yes, unless the charges are added.


"Mr. Jiro,"

　Jeanette's voice can be heard from the kitchen.
　When I looked over there, my face was red again.
　How could a mother and daughter blush together?

"Well, what are you making out of a well?"

　"The things that were carefully taken out of the ""refrigerator"" were put on a platter and exposed to the public."
　There stood a magnificent explosion of white milk.
　They also make good use of their own light pink lipstick. ...I went to get it, before noon.

　It was such a masterpiece that the quality was so great... ...that I was sure I would get in trouble if I found it.

"Come on! Come on! Confession!"
"No, Jeanette, that's..."
"Well, let's go to church," ......I won't put you to sleep to-day."
"No, Bertina, I'm not to blame for this boo-boo cushion, either...!"

　Neither of them is meant to harm a girl, but only for personal enjoyment!
　I repeated such arguments desperately, but... it was not the right time.

　Sermoned until late at night, breast marshmallows were banned from producing during business hours and boo-boo cushions were banned altogether.


　No, if it's outside of business hours, is it okay!?