Chapter 125: 125 Episode 108: Attack to protect

When I returned to the Yodamari-tei, I found a strange space there.

"Ah, Mr. Jiro...!"

Jeanette finds me and runs up to me.

"Since when have you been in this situation...?"

"But... for nearly an hour."

In the Yodamari-tei, there were more than a dozen muscular men standing there. He hangs a big sword ostentatiously around his waist.

All of them have big bodies and stand around doing nothing.

In the middle was the only long-haired man sitting in a chair.

He's staring at us as we enter the store with a grin on our faces.

There are no other guests.

At this time, a group of moms and friends with children should have come to eat cake...I've made a new cake, but it's ruined.

"You,"

Speak a few words and Estella walks to the front of her long hair sitting alone in a chair.

"What do you mean by this? If it's obstruction of business, I'll take appropriate action?"

"Business interference~? Huh? What are you saying?"

It's a nerve‐wracking way of speaking.

He then gazes at Estella with a grin and nausea.

He's going to make fun of people.

"She's 'slowly' so I'm just taking it easy, isn't she?"

When I looked at Jeanette, she nodded with a troubled face.

Jeanette is always saying, "Take your time."

I see... Did you come this way?

"Or what? I shouldn't have taken it easy, but what's "slowly"? Then, I guess she'll have to be a frog?"

Long hair laughs at the words of men filling the floor.

"There's a limit, isn't there?"

"I'm sorry~ I don't have any common sense~"

Men burst into laughter again.

Estella bites her lips angrily.

You can't reason with someone like this who doesn't intend to talk to you from the beginning. 　

I guess you're the type who doesn't like estella.

All right, shall I give you a little inspection?

"I'm sorry, but this is a place where 'customers' can relax."

fix one's gaze on the big men standing on their feet

"Isn't it anything other than obstruction of business for a person who doesn't even order to stay for a long time?"

Such objections seemed to have been anticipated, and the long‐haired man licked his tongue, saying, "I've been waiting for you."

"I ordered tea, didn't I?"

"What about the men around you?"

"They've asked for nothing," So you're not sitting down, are you?"

"You don't sit down, so it's not a 'stay'?"

"Oh, yes, I'm not interrupting you. If other guests come, I'll turn them down as soon as possible. You have a vacant seat, don't you? You can sit as you like. Is that so?"

"Then I'll tell you," I'm in the way."

"I'm not impressed with the way the clerk speaks to the customer."

"You were the one who said you were not a guest?"

"Oh, yes," But I'm a man who might be a customer now. Can I treat him so harshly? Yes, he's a customer. Bad rumors spread in no time?"

It's a tacit threat of 'I'm going to spread the rumor that there's nothing to it and make a mess of it.

"It's an obstruction to have non-customers stay in the store for long periods of time. It's a theory that even idiots can understand, but don't you understand because you're stupid?"

"Hey, come on. I'm going to kill you with all my might."

"Then I can kick him out at once." Do you want to try?"

I don't like it for a good bastard.

He won't touch me. I mean, if you touch it, you lose.

"... you know, there's a man with a lot of heart."

Long hair twists my face.

But he immediately glares at me with a grin on his face. in a provocative manner

"Okay. All the guys here are my dashers, and they came here with me. If they stay that long, they'll complain, right? Of course."

What? What are you going to do next?

"Hey,"

"Hey,"

When Longhair called out, a man standing behind Longhair sat at the table.

Then he says to Jeanette in a thick voice.

"It's a guest. Bring me a menu."

"What? Oh, yes!"

Jeanette returns to the counter and takes the menu.

"It's tea. Give me the cheapest guy."

"Yes, yes..."

Jeanette glances at me. Well, I guess I have no choice but to give it out.

When I nodded, Jeanette went into the kitchen.

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The big guys burst into laughter at Ronghae's words."And? What's this impersonation of?"

Estella, quietly filled with anger, asks angrily.

As if stroking the nerves, Ronhair looks at Estella with a leering look.

"My attendant has just changed to that of that man."

"What!"

"No way, no one but the guests is allowed to stay for a while, right? How many minutes? How many seconds? I don't care, you decide. After that time, I'll be out of his company. I'll be with you instead."

"Such nonsense...!"

I'm going to stop Estella's loud voice.

put out one's arms in front of one's eyes and interrupt one's words

You don't have to talk. These scoundrels... they're my prey.

"I understand,"

"Well, you admit what I'm saying is right, then?"

"Stay as long as you like." in a year or ten Stay there till you feel better."

"Hahaha! That's great!"

Ron's hair laughed and stood up, looking very closely into my face.

Glaring eyes come close to me.

"Well, I'll let you do that......hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

Laughing in a creepy voice, he returns to his seat triumphantly, shaking his shoulders.

I plumped down and crossed my legs ostentatiously.

"Loretta,"

"Yes,"

I call Loretta and take her to the corner of the shop.

Sit at the end of the table and take a piece of paper and pen out of your chest pocket.

"Please take care of me. You're a fool's daughter, so don't forget what you need."

`I'm not a fool!'

You can see the long hair and the big men's eyes coming together.

But, ignoring it, I wrote down what I needed on the paper.

It's... before 16... Is it close to time?

"If you are short of men, you may ask your brothers and sisters for help."

"Do you have so much to buy?"

"I don't have much to buy, but you're a fool."

"Isn't it stupid?"

I give Loretta the notes I've written.

Loretta's eyes sparkled through the content.

"All right! Leave it to me!"

With a thud on the chest, Loretta goes to Estella.

"Now, Mr. Estella," You're going out with me!"

"What!? Me too!"

"Oh, come and go," I'm sure you're only annoyed when you'

"But Jillo...?!?"

"Don't worry. ... Help Loretta."

「………………」

Estella gazes at me.

Then he lifted the corner of his mouth and smiled invincibly.

"I can't help it. I'll help you."

"Well, I'll be back!"

"Are you going out?"

Jeanette comes back with tea and asks Estella and Loretta as they leave.

"Yes!"

"It's a little help,"

"Well, be careful,"

Jeanette nods and sees Estella and Loretta off.

Jeanette then laid the tea down at the table of the big man who had declared himself a guest.

"What are you up to?"

Long hair glares at me.

"Well, what? You've seen two unusual customers who might stay for a long time." I need a lot of things."

"Well... I don't like him,"

"Well, thank you," Oh, yeah! That's what I said before. seventeen minutes."

"What?"

I'm sure you're not smart. Ron's fur frowns at the concrete number of seventeen.

"You told me earlier, didn't you? Tell me how long I can stay with my companion. I can decide, can I? Then it's every seventeen minutes. So, every hour it changes to one of our companions. If you violate it, leave immediately."

"Taemae... after all, I'm up to something..."

"It's all right. It's just today."

I'll tell you in a calm voice to calm down the hair that's about to stand up.

It's only today. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Look, my long hair was washed away and I sat back in my chair. He looks as if, "Well, are you're OK. I don't think so."Hey Jeanette," Do you have an hourglass that I have made to tell you the details of the hourglass.

"Yes. You mean the guy with the lines?"

"That's it. Bring it to me. for I'm sure it'll be useful."

"Yes,"

There's an hourglass that I made that I should start making cakes and know the exact time. It's a simple thing with lines every minute, but it's useful in making cakes.

"Well, I'll leave it on the counter,"

Then Jeanette puts a big hourglass on the counter.

It's a large hourglass that can measure an hour in all.

When the ginette overturns, the sand begins to drift away.

"Let's start now."

"So what are you impersonating?"

Long hair glares at me.

"When people have a watch, they want to go home early."

Therefore, in many coffee shops, watches are kept out of sight by customers. It's a consideration to have people relax. Many amusement parks and arcades only place their watches in limited places. If you want them to be as slow as possible without worrying about the time, you should take such steps.

do the other way around Hurry up and go home, Barka. It's a sign that

"Well, Jeanette. ask me for food I'm hungry because I can't eat anything over there."

"Yes, then what would you like?"

"Well... I want to eat Yodamari-tei Kaiseki, Sai."

It's the most expensive menu in this store.

Using kazari-giri (decorative cuttings), it is an excellent product that looks gorgeous, with a small assortment of many side dishes.

Naturally it takes time to make. But there won't be any more guests today... for a while.

That's why I wanted them to take the time to make it on a day like this.

"It will take some time,"

"It's all right. I'll make a children's lunch flag."

"Well, please wait a moment,"

With a bow, Jeanette walks into the kitchen.

Yes, you can forget about this troublesome grounder and cook your favorite food to your heart's content.

"Hey, come on! If you let go of your guests!"

"What? Are you adding more?"

"Don't be silly!"

"Well, take your time, sir,"

Knock on the long hair table and I pass by. Bring the materials to make the flag.

Of course we do the work in the cafeteria. I'm wondering if I can take my eyes off these dangerous guys.

I gather all the ingredients and start making flags silently.

There is a heavy silence in the dining room.

A church bell rings along the way. "The Bell of the End"--that is to say, it is sixteen o'clock.

The eyes of the men who had been concentrating on the hourglass are scattered by the sound of the bell. He seems to have reduced his concentration in a good way.

"Yashiro, thank you for waiting."

"Oh, thank you."

Shortly after that, Yodamari-tei Kaiseki - Saiki - was brought in front of me. It's about half an hour after the order is placed. It's gotten a lot faster.

Oh, I'm more enthusiastic than usual. Jeanette may have been under some stress. He has a fresh smile on his face with the food in his hand.

"Wow, it looks delicious~"

"Oh! This is ostentatious... It's Uzeh, Temaeh!"

Hmmm. It's a dish that you guys can't afford to waste your time with a cheap cup of tea. You must be envious.

If you want, you can order it, if you can afford it.

"Do you want to eat?"

"Oh, you don't give me?"

"No, I'll take the money?"

"Oh, that!?"

"People call it 'business.'"

`I don't know why,'

Don't you understand... I see... What a shame!

"Well, thank you very much,"

When I open my mouth and start eating, all the grouse and grouse look at me.

Even so, it's a mistake in selecting a person.

What do you want to do with such an unbearable crowd?

This is a job that should be done by a patient person. ...well, I doubt if harassment of restaurants can be called work.

Harassment is a contest of roots.

Whatever the shop says, he will stand still and never know, never hear, never speak, never leave. I'm not fit for a guy who can't do that way.

I spent about forty-five minutes eating slowly, being exposed to the gaze of the grounder.

On the way, I left my seat to overturn the hourglass, but from then on I had spent an elegant time in the corner.

"Yasilo, would you like some dessert after dinner.

"Oh, that's good," I think I'll have some fruit tarts."

"Well, I'll get it ready."

"Before that, Jinet".

"What?"call Jeanette back to the kitchen

He's been standing beside me. The presence of the grouse may have been uncomfortable, but there is nothing to do with the lack of customers.

When you are free and unable to do anything, you lose strength and energy relentlessly. Jeanette must be quite tired, too.

"Take half an hour off before my cake." You haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"But..."

"It's okay. I'm full now, and I'll do the service! I look like this and I'm good at it, sir."

"Well, that's right. Thank you very much."

He bows his head and Jeanette retreats into the kitchen.

There are more than a dozen people on the dining room floor, and I.

I can't help it. Shall I serve you?

"Do you have any itchiness?"

"Don't be noisy! I'm getting angry, so shut up!"

You must be hungry. It's very crisp.

"Hey, come on! Don't be so crisp. I don't think it's a bonus spot around Imagawa-yaki...Whoop!"

"It's not fun! Don't laugh, it's depressing!"

Isn't it fun or too much?

I stared at him with vexed eyes. Then he frowned curiously and turned away.

Isn't it too much?

Half an hour has passed since it was completely ignored.

"Mr. Yashiro, here's a fruit tart and iced tea."

By the time Jeanette had finished her break and brought me the cake, it was beginning to darken out of the window.

"Oh, I was just getting a little hungry. No, I'm sorry that you came at the right time.

She peeks her tongue out of the corner of her left mouth like a famous cake shop's signature girl.

Fruit tarts are not my taste, though.

I can clearly see that each and every thing I say and do is irritating the grouse.

The Yodamari-tei store was filled with thick hatred.

"Oh, hey, hey!

When I took a bite of the cake and expressed my true feelings in a slightly shrill voice, there was a movement in one of the big men standing there. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"If you break it, pay for it."

Just before his fist clashed with the table, I uttered a word that movement.

"And I'm going to ban all the people involved."

He turns his head around like a broken doll and turns his eyes to the big man.

Gritting his teeth so far, the big man took a step toward me.

"Stop it!"

It was Ron's voice that stopped it.

a big man staring at long hair with a discontented look on his face But Ronhair muttered a few words with a more fierce look than such a big man.

"Can't you listen to me?"

Oh... You've got the leadership, haven'

in spite of one's rule

I don't know what that long hair is like among these guys, but I don't think the big man can argue against it.

The big man quietly returns to his original position and stares at me with a spasm of facial muscles.

You look like you're going to lose your blood vessel.

--and then.

"Old man!"

A hamster boy leaped into the store with vigorously.

"Whoa!"

The hamster boy was stunned by the strange sight in the store and stiffened in amusing clothes.

"Oh, this is... a bag of great muscles!"

It's Hammaro.

"My brother..."

Hammaro is staring me in the face.

When I nodded, Hammaro looked "good."

"Sweat-smelling poisonous gas!"

"Why, my little boy.

"Ah!"

Having said what he wanted to say, Hammaro ran out of the dining room.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

But 'good news' is coming in, isn't it?

Then, shall we get going? at the Jiro Theater at Dusk

I glanced at the hourglass and found another thirteen minutes. Soon all the sand will fall.

"Hey, that big guy,"

I speak to a big man who glares at me.

"It's been about two hours..."

I point to the hourglass with my jaw.

"Who are you with now?"

"...what?"

"No, not 'what?' `in seventeen minutes' turn into one of your companions

A big man is easily confused. I can clearly tell that the brain heated with anger is panicking.

"No..."

"Huh? No? If you're not with either of them, you're a total outsider, so I'll have them leave right now."

The big man looks at his long hair impatiently.

Are you going to ask Ron's opinion? Well, that's all right. Do as you like.

"At first, was he with the big man? Is that all right?"

Long hair looks at the hourglass.

Then frown heavily. ... oh, I see.A smile breaks out without thinking.

"All right. Then I'll give you a hint."

Say so, I stand beside the hourglass. Then, when the sand inside crosses the second line from the bottom, reopen your mouth.

"In exactly one minute, two hours and a minute... that is, 120 minus one, 119 minutes."

Men, as well as long hair, show their dismay in the list of figures. My mind seems to be quite mixed up.

"And 119 divided by 17 is seven."

It's just a simple division... It seems difficult for them, after all. The wrinkles on my face are increasing rapidly.

"Therefore, it is now the seventeen minutes of "The Seventh Time."

When I emphasize the seventh time, Ron's hair suddenly raises its head.

"Because it was you at first..."

As he spoke, Ron's hair pointed to a big man. Then he points his finger at himself, and then he points his finger at him again, "twice. Then he alternately pointed at himself and the big man, and the seventh stop was himself -- long hair.

"- Huh? It's me! Hey, you guys are my companion!"

"Oh, oh, yes! Yes!"

"I am!"

"Me too!"

One big man after another says, "I'm with long hair."

In the meantime, the sand slips over the last line. It's fifty‐nine.

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

Only two people said so beyond fifty‐nine minutes.

"Oh, dear!"

I clapped my fingers in spite of myself.

"Hey! Noroma! What's wrong with you, Temae?"

Long hair licks at the two who are late.

The two accused dropped their shoulders and turned down.

Oh, I see. That's a misunderstanding.

No, no. It's the other way around.

Well, I'm going to find out what's going on around here.

"The seventeen minutes of "eyes" have just begun,"

I'm going to emphasize my eyes to Ron, who looks at me triumphantly in a cold sweat.

He frowned, as if his hair had become uncomfortable.

"The first seventeen minutes were with him."

I point to the big man and say "I," and then point to his long hair and say "I."

He counted "3, 4, 5, 6, 7…" and stopped his fingers when he said "8."

"The eighteenth hour from now is against the rules unless you are with me."

The man at the fingertips -- long hair, I'll give you a big smile.

"So get out of all those guys who said they were Ron's companions in the turn. No~ I thought it was going to be wiped out, but there are two left. What a pity!"

"Oh, what...?"

Ron's hair creased deeply between his eyebrows after opening his eyes.

"... well, that's all right, isn't it?

"What are you talking about? I just made clear the vague rules and declared the start time?"

It has even made it clear that it is a one-day rule.

It's your own rule, isn't it?

"And if I could do a simple calculation, I wouldn't make a mistake, and I even gave him a hint because he didn't seem to be able to do such a calculation." "Seventh time."

It was Ronhair who mistakenly thought it had been 'changed seven times' and started counting himself, not from the big man.

"... Hey, don't stare at me with a scary look."

I'll ridicule Ron's hair, staring at me with evil eyes.

"You did it according to the rules you set on your own. I hope you'll appreciate it."

It was Ron's hair who came up with this rule.

It's okay for me to set the time, or for me to leave after that.

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"Well, if you've been there for a long time, let's get out of here."

"Hey, wait! They're not my companion after all! Come to think of it..."

I point at Ron's nose as he tries to make ugly excuses with his arms straight out.

"What? What?"

"...d*mn! d*mn it said.

Words are responsible the moment you say them, and the moment you write them.

The words one uttered are sometimes used in situations that one does not expect. But the responsibility lies with the sender.

It's not easy to keep blaming me for my gaffes decades ago.

This is what Temae said by herself just now. I'll ask you to take the responsibility.

"Now, shall I ask you to take it back, as it interferes with the business?

Shake your arms gracefully and guide your companion to the door.

Longhair, who was gazing at my movements with his mouth shut, said to the big men after clapping his tongue.

"……………………Hey!"

"...hey,"

Men leave the dining room after a short conversation.

At that time, please glare hard at me standing by the door.

"Hey, what's going on!? They're men in the way!"

"That's quite right. It's not too hot."

I hear familiar voices coming from behind the big guys who are pounding out of the shop.

`You're not a guest, you go away!'

"You're not brazen at all,"

It was Delia and Norma who rushed in through the crowded big men near the door.

How nice of you to come! Of course you are a guest."There's a viper, too.

Then Imelda enters the store a little later.

They seem to have wanted to stand out. ...you can come in with me, but you can't stick to small things, man.

Delia and Norma stand in front of the big man standing up, with their arms outstretched and ignoring Imelda, who made a spectacular appearance. look into one's face and say clearly

"Get out of my way, get out of my way.

`It's annoying,'

A big man who was clearly sold a fight tries to draw a sword hanging from his waist.

But...

`-- what!'

Delia holding the hilt of a sword.

That alone seems to have left the big man unable to draw his sword. There is no way to do it before Delia's power.

And Norma pointed the pipe to the back of the man's neck before he grabbed the handle.

know at a glance differ too much in ability

So the big man can't do anything against Delia and Norma.

"Oh, it's noisy, isn't it?" The vaxe will have tea gracefully."

Imelda says this and goes before a big man sitting in a chair and stands on his feet.

"Get out of my way. Today, I feel like drinking tea here."

"... Ah!?"

Just as he was about to seize Imelda with a loud voice, a group of very hot and reliable men rushed in.

"`Don't touch me comfortably, young lady,'"Yes, yes, yes, yes!"""

It's the Imelda Guards of the Woodman Guild.

Have you come to the 42nd leg yet?

Stand up to protect Imelda and threaten a big man who tried to use violence against him.

The man, as expected, began to sweat from his forehead, as if he had been surrounded by this number of hot, stuffy... no, by the good loggers of the guts.

"I'll tell you one last time," "You must step down!"

"Well, yes, yes, sir.

At Imelda's words, the big man stood up and gave up his seat.

"Thaemae ... don't you think you'll do it!?"

Long hair kicks down the desk with a loud voice.

"Hey! Temae! Don't worry! Come on in! Don't be so lazy! Destroy this shop and make it impossible to do business!"

To Ron's voice, the big man outside... ...didn't react.

"Hey!? What's wrong? Come in!"

After being told so, countless big men come into the store.

However...

"...who are you, Temera...?"

It wasn't a bunch of groundering.

Long hair is bewildered and stunned in front of the big men who are coming in one after another.

"They're very good company,"

"This is the kind of people whom Atashi loves,"

They were fishermen in the river-fishing guild, and craftsmen working as sheet metalworkers and blacksmiths on the hardware street.

I've met them several times, too. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .The groundering birds appear to be moe characters.

"These are not only acquaintances of Delia and Norma, but also of mine. Don't worry about it, though it changes every seventeen minutes with one of you. Tell me if you're in the way. I'll get rid of it."

Long hair's face is easily distorted.

"...hmmm. I see. I've got it."

Long hair smiles around her mouth, even though she's in a cold sweat.

"I'm sure we'd better back down to-day," But! That's not the end of it, is it? It's open tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and how long can it last?"

"All-out fight? What are you talking about?"

"That's a fool! You've gathered up all the men you remember on your arm in the Forty-second leg! Most of the time, an ordinary woman with no characteristics of giving you a note, ran on an errand!"

I hear you mean Loretta.

"But I'm sorry! I'm not ready this time, and I've got a lot to do!"

"Well..."

Long‐haired, bluffing eyes swam wildly.

"Well, I can't afford it now! Then I'll gather my men together as much as I can, and surround this shop...!"

My stubborn long hair spat and roared.

At that time--

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Suddenly I hear a lively voice outside the dining room.

It's the voices of the boys.

"What, now!"

"Brother! I'm in trouble!"

One of the grouseurs who had been driven out of the house rushed in distractedly.

"Oh, there's a terrible army outside!"

"Army!"

Long hair runs out and rolls out, pushing aside the grounder standing in front of the door.

I'll follow you too. at one's pace

"………………………………?!?"

Going out and looking in the direction of the church, Ronhair stiffened with a look of astonishment on his face, as did the other Goloski who had seen the scene earlier.

with one's mouth wide openWhere the long hair is looking...

The shadows of some fifty soldiers were floating in the dark road where sunset was approaching.

They march from the street gate along the planned highway with a thud.

`Oh, that's the master!'

`Ryoshusama!'

Children carrying small flags bearing the lord's coat of arms crowded in front of the Yodamari-tei.

He is shouting at the top of his voice, waving the flag with his small arms.

`Ryo-shousaid!'

`Ryo-shoo-oh!'

Dusk-breaking cheers fly to the still distant marching soldiers.

Shining bricks placed at regular intervals on planned highways give a dignified march of soldiers. Occasionally, the edge of a spear shines brightly by reflecting the light.

"What's this, "What is this?"

"Do you want to disturb the sale of cakes?"

Long hair shakes and looks back distracted at the words thrown from behind.

Beyond that stood Estella, accompanied by a vigilante soldier, with a beautiful but cruel smile.

"Cake has now become the principal industry of the Forty-two wards, if you say it will interfere with them."

The dusk adds to Estella's appalling beauty, creating a coldness that makes you feel even scared.

A devilish murmur comes out of its little lips, like a red ripe fruit.

"...you are the enemy of the Forty-two wards." I'll get rid of it with all my might."

"Dear me!"

"Yes,"

I step forward in front of the long hair that has fallen behind me.

"They've given up the idea of being a guest. He even said that he would destroy the Yodamari-tei... ...then you don't have to hesitate again, do you?"

"Well, that's......!"

the only reason why we didn't interfere

The moment he gave up being a customer, his future was fixed.

elimination

You don't have to choose the means.

The invaders need some sanctions, don't they?

"I never heard of so many soldiers in the 42nd leg!"

`And what are these kids!'

The grouse is in a panic.

They're shouting at each other, but it's unbearable ugliness.

"What you didn't know was that you didn't know? Why didn't you do your homework while you were informed of the cake?"

No one could argue with Estella's words.

"It's been a long time since you said that kids are crazy, right? It's the same in every world."

The kids continue to cheer in the shadows of marching soldiers with endless power.

I'll take one of them in my arms and tell them.

"The hero who overthrew the dragon... the hero of a hundred battles... is always the absolute power of the kid."

`Ryo-shousaid!'

`Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!'

There is a continuous scream close to a scream.

Small flags are waving wildly.

This sight is... quite frightening, isn't it?

an absolutely strong man who captivates innocent children

That's what's approaching us in droves.

There are a few people behind Estella.

"If Temae and others want to waste their lives, they can do as they please. But before you do that, can't you leave a message to Temae's employer?"

Sweat running down his long cheeks falls from the tip of his jaw.

Wait until the drops hit the ground and disappear, I'll tell you clearly.

"Isn't that the wrong person to fight with?"

Tell him to think carefully if he's a good partner, like Temae.

"Oh, brother...!"

"Why, you're so loud! You've already spent all the money you've given me! Can you pull it back here?"

"But!"

"Why! If you kill all the men here before the reinforcements come, and run away from the ward!"

Long hair drew a sword from his waist, perhaps driven to a corner.

Estella, Delia, Norma, the vigilante, the Woodman, and other big men of Gatai begin to defend themselves and release their spirits.

When the air became tense and a touchy atmosphere began to drift around...

"... I'm home."

I heard a flat, small, very familiar voice.

It's magda.

He must have come back from hunting.

"... Get out of the way. I can't get through."

The vigilantes and loggers crowded together, and beyond that, Magda's voice was heard.

At the same time, there's a roar.

The vigilantes, the loggers, the fishermen, the blacksmiths, and the muscular big men make their way fearfully.

At the end of the wide open road stood magdas.

"... again,"

I was speechless in spite of myself.

"...I got a big one today."

Magda carried Bonacon, a super-dramatic beast that was five times her size.

"Bo, bo, bo, bo, bo, bo, bo, bo, bo, bo!?"

There is a strange cry among the grouse.

Bonacons are considered difficult to kill even skilled hunters belonging to hunting guilds.

Moreover, when it comes to this kind of substandard extravagance... you can't hunt anything but a buffoon.

"...Delia, hold it."

"Well, I can't help it,"

Delia easily lifts the giant Bonacon with one hand, complaining.

…and howl!

"Why, can I put it in this shop?"

"Oh, yes. Then into the courtyard."

"The stall is in the way. Norma, let me go."

"Don't spend it at all comfortably,"

As I said, I suddenly turned away two stalls that had been parked in the garden of Yodamari-tei.

... a shudder.

"... Jillo,"

"Huh? What's that?"... reward,"

"Yes, yes,"

Magdas that pop around my waist. give the ear a soft stroke

...screams

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"You don't want my life!"

"You're going to be killed!"

The groundering birds are clamoring.

What? I hope Magda likes it.

"...huhhhuh!"

See?

"What are you guys!? They're all crazy! They're very different from what I've heard!"

Long hair strumbles the ground and rattles the hair.

"...that's what I'm going to do... ...you're not kidding me!"

After a quiet murmur as if the breaker had been cut off, he screams in a fit of emotion.

"Why, with that small sum of money, should we wage war! What is the number of soldiers!? What are these fools!? Why, what is this man!?"

Finally, point at me, and look at me with bloodshot eyes through a gap in my long hair.

"I'm mad at you pretending to be stupid, and sometimes I'm brave, and I'm going to touch the ears of the tiger with a straight face... ...what are you!? What's wrong with you!"

"I don't care what you say... but I'm just a restaurant employee."

`Huh!'

long hair that wriggles as if it had been touched and exudes excessive emotion. ...it's kind of scary to see a broken person.

"When did you know this was going to happen!? When did you start preparing for it?"

Eventually, she looks like she's going to cry.

I don't think he knows what's going on anymore. even what one wants to do

"You won't be satisfied with that,"

"What!"

"More than that... ...is it all right?"

I'll jerk up the jaw and point behind the long hair.

With a thud of footsteps, the shadow of the soldier was almost there.

".........d*mn it! I'm running away, Temae!"

"What!? Oh, yes!"

Through the open space for magdas, the grouse trotters ran away like they were falling.

To the backs of these grouseurs, I'll give them the right send-off, just like a restaurant employee.

"Come again!"

"You're so loud! Don't you ever come again.

Ron's howling echoed through the darkened sky.

That sort of fellow won't be able to get in on the 42nd leg any more.

`Ryo-sha-sha-sha-sha-sha-sha-sha-sha-sha.

`Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...'

"Yes! Stop! Stop! Shut up, boys!"

`Ryo-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h!'

"Ryeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"A monster!"

``Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"'

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Emergency announcement! If you don't be quiet right now, the power you've accumulated will be confiscated and zeroed out!"

「「「…………」」」

The noise stopped suddenly.

... how much cash are you, boys?

"Ah, uh... Mr. Jiro said.

Jeanette, who seemed to be in danger, was casually protected by the Woodman. With Gorotsuki gone, he appeared before me.

However, there were countless question marks on his face.

"What has happened to me?"I don't understand."

Wow, it's been a long time since I heard it. Why did you choose the word "Forced Translation Magic"?

"Huff! Actually, it was all my work!"

The shadow of a soldier marching from the street gate finally reaches the front of the Yangdang Pavilion.

The first in the line was... Loretta.

"Oh, um... this is...."

```On ya, ya, ya!''

Behind Loretta, the brothers and sisters say in unison.

Each of the brothers and sisters had a 'wax doll dressed like a soldier.'

"Is this the true identity of the soldier?"

Jeanette's questioning eyes have turned to me, so I'll make a big nod.

I used notes and asked Loretta to help me.

I once asked Delia, Norma and Imelda to help me, but this was the best one.

'Let Becko make fifty wax dolls of soldiers. When it gets dark outside, use them to stage a fictitious march.'

That's what it says.

Becko is a man who finishes my wax image in about forty minutes. I stepped on the idea that I could get at least 50 pieces in about two hours if I didn't care about the details.

But you did a great job.

I thought it would take two hours, but it would take more time."When Hammaro jumped in, I was surprised, "What!?"

Yes, the signal for the march was Hammaro's visit.

"The Western March is a great success on my part!"

Loretta, proud of herself.Yes, it's amazing. I'll give you a reward this time.

So Loretta to the west, Estella to the east.

"You did a great job, too,"

"No..."

For a great success, I don't look as happy as I don't look very happy.

What's wrong, Estella?

"You can stretch even if your chest is gone. No one will get angry or cry".

"I'm not shy! Who's going to cry!"

With one real cough in between, Estella looked shyly away, dressed like a man with a sore neck.

"To be honest, I was not cool until I went out. I finally saw what I had to do when I was pointed out in Jiro's memo... well, I'm sorry.

"Huh? Ahhhuh."

Estella had fallen for that long‐haired speculation.

So I wrote 'Take Estella out' in the memo I gave to Loretta, and I wrote 'You can be active where you live.'

I'll be in charge of those people.

The right people are in the right place.

"But to take advantage of the children..."

Estella's expression finally returns, as if she had exhaled the heavy air.

Then, as usual, he smiled bitterly.

"It's actually amazing that kids get so carried away. There used to be something that I and they were all crazy about. When I think back then, I can see in my skin the greatness of captivating children."

The children of the 42 wards are so enthusiastic that they are absorbed in the 42 wards.

It's not, however, that the gorotzki's "mistaken" admiration for the vigilante, or that they're intoxicated with the lord.

I used Loretta to tell the boys:

"Tonight, when I cheer for the vigilante coming from the church, showing the lord's flag, the "super lord's power" builds up more and more, and it's going to be amazing."

... Well, I have to think about the content of Metcha's Great Things... Like 10 consecutive big hits? Oh, big wax molds? Yeah, it's kind of special to be big. All right, let Becko make it.

"I can't believe a child's lunch is useful here,"

Needless to say, the little flag bearing the lord's emblem that the kids were working hard to wave is a well-known children's lunch flag. Also, the imprint of "lord = good thing" can be said to be an achievement of children's lunch.

"Then, gentlemen, with the flag full of lordly power, go to your sister Jeanette and get a voucher!"

"'Yes!'"

"What!? Huh? What's a coupon!? Hey, Mr. Yashiro?"

"I don't care if I can identify myself. Say whatever you want."

"What!? Yes! I'll try!"

Jeanette went into the dining room, ruffled by an awful lot of kids.

...I'm sorry, Jeanette. I don't want to go out with that power of the kids. It's hard.

"Will the Gorotski guild stop interfering in the 42nd leg?"

"It may not be gone, but it will be all right for a while."

I made him realize that if he touched me badly, I would suffer a great deal of trouble.

If we could make even a little time, we might be able to work things out in the meantime.

For the time being, let's work together with the 40 wards to work out countermeasures against groundering.

"Is the case settled, Mr. Yashiro?"

An imelda twirls its parasol as it approaches.

Behind them are Delia and Norma.

"Oh, thank you for your cooperation."

"That's all right! Leave it to me if I can count on you!"

Delia thumped on the chest.

"I'm done with it," If I may call you, give me an occasional chance."

Norma puffs up the pipe after a job.

`It's no trouble to have a viper!'

Even though the sun is not out, they open a parasol and spin it beautifully. ...is it Kabuki?

`You've had a hard time with the big guys!'

"I don't want to, Jiro. It's someone else's business!"

They are blacksmiths. It's not all. Not all of them are like this. But when it came to the tough guys who could gather with Norma, there was nothing like this... good, I didn't say a word.

"Don't say thank you, Mr. Jiro! We'll do anything for him! So I'll give him sweets and the life of his brother..."

``I hope you will continue to do me a favor!'

...the fishermen in the river fishing guild. ... Omero is in a position where you don't know if he's loved or abandoned.

"We only did it for you, not for you!"

"Tundere, you stupid muscles."

The Woodman Guilds are as good as they are for better or worse.

Once again, we've made a big play with a lot of people, but this isn't perfect, is it?

"Shall I show you the skull of the Bonacon Magda had caught, and display a replica in the square?"

"That might be good," and there were children running about with the lord's flag."

"...it could be a good threat to Goloski, who came to scout."

"I don't feel comfortable with just the understaffed vigilante," If it serves as a deterrent, we welcome it very much."

"Well, like that,"

"Yes. Good job this time too.

exchange high fives with Estella

In the stream, he also had a high five with Delia, Norma and Imelda, stroking Magda's head with the blur of passing through Loretta.

Magda seemed to have run out of battery and was sleeping in the garden.strengthen one's defenses because the enemy is unspecified

I've been made to take a lot of a detour, but this will hold out for a while.

Cramer targets things that don't have tusks.

Once you bite it big, you'll be quiet for a while.

But if you were a tacky opponent, it would be more troubling. . . . .

Let's just indulge in a quick victory.

And I'll do my best starting tomorrow, and I'll make enough money to pay for what I missed today!

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