Chapter 13: 13 Episode 11: The dignity of the dining room

"What's missing from this store?" That's a case."

One morning, after I finished donating to the church and went back to the shop, I talked about my theory in the shop.

Here are Jeannette, who was preparing to open the shop, and Estella, who has recently come to the shop after breakfast at church.

The payment for Estella -- offering a week's lunch for the effort involved in opening a garbage collection guild -- has been completed. So why do you come here every day without getting tired of it... well, I hope you don't bother me.

"Do you mean 'grace'?"

It was Estella who reacted to my words.

Jeanette doesn't seem to understand the meaning of the words she's been told, and she has a blank face.

I can't rely on you, owner.

"It doesn't have to be just 'grace.' It's OK to have 'funeral' or 'formality' is better."

In short, the store needs to be upgraded.

This is the answer I came to after watching the business of Yodamari-tei for a few days.

"Do you mean 'it doesn't have to be'?"

"We can do business without it." Even a bottom-of-the-line cafeteria like here has the right to operate."

Jeanette reacts in a subtle way, like, "Oh, didn't you just say something terrible?" But he didn't seem sure and didn't say anything. This guy stinks again today.

"And what and how does it change when you raise the status?"

Estella's tone sounds somewhat amusing.

Don't you want to try me?

"The higher the grade, the better the quality of customers."

"When all the rich come in?"

"No, only the poor will come to this old-fashioned restaurant in the corner of 42 wards."

Jeanette looked like, "Oh, that!? That's definitely a terrible thing being said!?" but she didn't seem to be able to confirm it again, so she didn't say anything.

God forbid that he stinks.

"So why do you raise the status quo? In terms of customer base and income, what do you mean, "maintaining the status quo?"

"Well, it may not have an immediate impact, but it certainly has advantages in the medium to long term."

"Well... specifically?"

"The quality of our customers will improve."

"So... there's a loop in the story?"

Estella looks at me suspiciously.

"There is no loop. It's just that you don't understand."

"Isn't the customer base the status quo and only the poor come?"

"Oh, only the poor come," The shop smells poor. Poor men are the only ones who come near to poor places. It's a festival for the poor."

Jeanette looked like, "Oh, my God!? You're definitely saying terrible things about that, aren't you?" but she still didn't seem sure, so she didn't say anything.

Should I worship him as a stinky god? Should I make him a dust?

"Then the quality of the guests hasn't improved,"

Estella strengthens the tone, as if a little irritated.

That's why I don't know him.

"It improves the quality of the poor."

"...what?"

The reason why poor people behave in poverty is because of the atmosphere in which they tolerate it.

Let's say we have a buffet party with a hundred poor people. What happens then? Perhaps a battle will begin. They may flock to rice first, push out the distraction, and some may try to take it home in tappers, or pick up and eat whatever fell.

Because everyone around is poor and the environment allows it.

So what if all the people at the party were rich at the aristocratic level? What would happen if you threw a poor person in there?

Poor people shrink to the atmosphere around them and become like borrowed cats.

And you'll even feel embarrassed when you think about yourself out of place.

"I wonder if I'm glad I'm dressed like this."—"Why am I here in the first place?"

Objectively speaking, it is hard to describe how lonely and uncomfortable you are when you are clearly inferior and you are a minority.

Luxury hotels and top‐class inns are not only priced, but also cutting off the customer base.

"Is your customer the right person for us?"

Still, those who desperately want to go there will polish themselves, gloss over themselves, and try to be the right person for the place on the surface.

Yes, customers try to change themselves and voluntarily improve their quality and status.

"--so the quality of the guests will improve."

"Will it work out that well?"

Estella, who listened to me in silence, spat out such negative words at the very beginning.

Isn't there a poison bag on his throat?"

"If you feel uncomfortable, you'll just lose customers. There are so many other restaurants."

"That's what stores think about that have attracted more than a certain amount of customers. It's not the sort of place like here where only tea‐drinkers and diners and diners and run away. I don't deserve to say it."

"Oh, you know...!"

Jeanette talks to me with a look of "I can't help but say this!" But when I met my eyes, I withdrew, saying, "...no, nothing."

I wonder if the good of a stinky god means he'll get stinky. Then I won't visit him.

"Isn't it time to go into defense for fear of leaving?"

"Well, yes,"

Estella seems to have come to understand at last.

show a relieved look in one's throat No, I guess it's his face that he's still scratched at the bone.k.

"Why don't you have all the clumsy grouse in the shop when new customers come?"

"I'll never go to that shop again,"

"That's what it is. It's meaningless if we don't solidify our foundation before we try to attract more customers."

It's like building a skyscraper, neglecting foundation work. It is the most abhorrent crime for mankind: 'stupidity.'

A man must not be 'stupid'.

A man must be 'smart.'

"I understand most of what you said.

"That's good," The shopkeeper probably doesn't understand at all."

"No, that's not the case!"Jeanette enters the conversation circle in a flurry manner.

`You mean to raise the rank, don't you?'

"Is that your limit?"

"Don't push yourself too hard, Jeanette,"

"Ah... tenderness hurts me a little..."

Estella caresses the head of a depressed Jeanette.

It's impossible to ask Jeanette for dignity or dignity.

A mended 'case' soon becomes worn out and collapses.

Guests are allowed to pretend, but those who accept them are not.

If a superior guest comes, you shouldn't let him get out of his way.

That's why it's important to raise the status as much as possible without overdoing it.

It's nothing to make Yodamari-tei a first‐class restaurant. I'm not that reckless.

"Well, in short," It is to raise the status of this restaurant, which is below the bottom level, even if it is not buried, to the extent that it does not seem to the extent.

"That's too much, Mr. Jiro!"

Jeanette has a sense of accomplishment, as if she had said, "Oh, I finally got it."

I hope his goal is low. Life looks like fun.

"And do you have any concrete plan?"

"I wouldn't have said this otherwise,"

I have a secret plan.

I mean, it's a very royal road, and it's a matter of course in Japan.

"I made a uniform".

"Uniform?"

Jeanette and Estella all hang their heads together.

"In order to improve the quality of our customers, it is necessary to draw visitors into our expectations. The point is that it is necessary to seize the hearts of the people."

You instill the feeling that you have to do this while you're in this store, and that you shouldn't do this.

To do that, you need to win the other person's heart.

If you can make me think in my subconscious, 'Oh, I can't go against him,' then my intentions will go smoothly.

"The easiest way to win people's hearts is to wear authority."

People are vulnerable to uniforms.

When you look at a security guard's uniform, you feel intimidated, even if it's a student part-time job.

If a passerby tells you not to park your bicycle there, you'll be able to say, "Huh? No way!" but if you're a security guard, you'll be obedient to me, saying, "Yes, I'

The only difference between the two is whether they are in uniform or not, and authority is greatly influenced by what they wear.

"So here it is!"

I take out an apron dress from a large bag made for me.

"Wow!"

As soon as I see it, Jeanette twinkles her eyes.

He gazed intently at his apron dress and shouted "Wow" and "Whoa!" as if he were breathing.

"Did you make this?"

"Oh, you gave me a cloth for the closet, didn't you? That's it."

"Wow! Awesome! Awesome! I can't believe that old cloth can be this cute!"

People in this world seemed to make their own clothes, and sewing tools and cloth were of their own kind.

The clothes Jeanette always wears are obviously of a home‐made quality.

Well, buying clothes may be a luxury for people in this world. I don't think it's an outlet. I had old clothes, but they were expensive.

That's why I was busy making apron dresses at night after receiving the extra cloth.

"It's as beautiful as a professional sewing...... did you really make it?"

"I'll take it for granted that his eyes are full of praise,"

Estella picks up her apron dress and sighs at its sewing techniques.

The quality is very unlikely to have been made by amateurs. It's as good as the blazer I wore.

In other words, you can make people think, "This store is high-grade!" as long as you wear it. There was a guy who thought I was a nobleman just by wearing a blazer.

"This palm is so cute!"

Jeanette seems to love the frills on her shoulders.

Come to think of it, these pants were full of frills. I'm sure he likes this sort of thing.

Speaking of pants, did you have lace ones?

If I had time, I'd have liked to knit it into a race, but that's fine.

We can't keep the status quo forever. Customers are always looking for evolution.

The race will be fine at the next stage.

"Yasilo is very skillful."

"Hmm. You'd better praise me more."

"Because I made a variety of brand-name ""grasshoppers"" by hand anyway."

Whether it's clothes or bags, you can make shoes. ...the shoes were really hard to master. My watch was tiring, too.

By the way, my bag was made by me. It's a very 'useful' bag with all kinds of pockets here and there.

Specifically, you can hide shoplifting items in a pocket that is hard to find and use them for things like "Where did you hide them!? Look in your bag!"

But in "The Judgment of the Spirit," if you ask, "Did you steal it?" you'll get one shot out.

"Hey! Can I try this on right away?"

"Oh! It's to attract more customers. Wear it a lot."

"Yes!"

"Oh, wait a minute,"

I stopped Jeanette trying to put on her apron over her everyday clothes and took out another one.

"Wear this under your apron,"

"Do you have one more? Wow... pretty color".

As a perfectionist, I can't just end up wearing an apron. Of course, a dress to wear underneath it has also been produced.

To take advantage of Jeanette's bright, plump image, they have her wear a pale pink dress with a pure white apron dress.

"Separate the public from me, and try to act professionally when you wear it." That way, both customers and this restaurant will naturally be upgraded."

"Professional......Yes! All right!"Jeanette's expression changes to something serious.

He changed his expression of joy from cute to professional.

"Well, I'll be back!"

Holding her dress and apron dress tightly, Jeanette disappears across the counter into the back of the store.

"Shall I help you?" I wanted to ask, but... Estella looked at me with a scary look on her face, so I quit.

...will you stop looking ahead and restraining my behavior?

"It was a very serious plan for you,"

"What is unusual about it?" I'm always serious."

"I'm saying that the direction of that 'serious' may be a problem?"

come at the point of pain

I can't argue with that.

"But if I can make that much clothes, I should like to ask you,"

"How much do you pay?"

"Are you talking about money now?"

"Did you expect me to give you a free gift?"

"You are the only one who will ever have that,"

You know very well, don't you?

"But if you're going to pay me for the materials and labor, I'll have to make it."

"I'm afraid I'll be snatched,"

"No, it's a time when we need a lot of money. You'll have to solidify the ground a little before you're going to rip it. You have to win the trust first."

"...that I must keep an eye on you to prevent you from doing such a thing."

You may shine as you please.

I'll do well to avoid the light. Either way, fraud is a business that is done behind the scenes.

"But if it's a reasonable price, I'll think about it." Can you interfere in the design?"

"I'll listen to some requests. Instead, the higher the demand, the higher the price."

"That's natural, isn't it?" But what I'm trying to say is 'easy to move' and 'stout' and so on. Oh, the rest is about color."

"If you tell me first, I think I can handle it."

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"Well, what should I do?"

Estella is beginning to seriously worry about ordering.

I don't know exactly what's going on in this guy's economy, but there's some sign that he's got money.

neatness of clothes

the condition of one's hair being well groomed

the condition of being in a bath every day and not smelling at all

In addition, he could afford to bring Imagawa-yaki as a souvenir, and in fact, he might be the daughter of a noble family. ……………… It's impossible for a daughter of a great nobleman to come to a church where orphans gather for breakfast, isn't it? Face-to-face problems come first rather than economically. In short, my family will tell me not to do anything disgraceful.

But, as I have said before, he is a little rich man who dare to call himself "Boku."

That means you have enough money to think you can order custom clothes.

If so, it would be profitable to make clothes seriously.

I'm not going to be a clothing store, but I welcome repeat customers who regularly drop their money.

Oh, that means...

"Let me measure your size,"

"What!"

A face of Hannya glares at me.

Well, no... not in an erotic way...

"If you're going to make it anyway, it's better to wear it comfortably, isn't it?"

If it's good, I might have to order two or three pieces.

"...maybe Jeanette's size, too...?"

"Oh, I've measured it."

"What are you doing!"

"When I said ""it's for the store,"" they let me measure it, though I was very embarrassed."

... well, it was terrible.

"It was an I-cup,"

"Ah......what!"

Estella is one of the most popular.

Then he lowered his shoulders with a despairing look. It seems too shocking.

...how is the alphabet translated?

Does it make sense?

"You can't make your clothes the same size as Jeanette, can you?"

"...we have to interpret it as a new form of bullying."

I have a lump in my throat. I don't think you've worn it.

"I'll put in a little jug,"

"I don't want to put it in!"

Watermelons might be convenient to carry around...

"I'm fine with clothes that fit all the time."

"Then there's no point in customizing it?"

"...I don't want to tell you the size."

"What's wrong with you?" It's an A-cup anyway, isn't it? It's all I know... My eyes are so frightened!"

I thought I was going to be shot dead just by looking at my eyes.

"You may choose to cancel your statement or start your life again."

I'm already in the middle of my life of redoing, but I'm afraid I can't do it again. I'm sure I'll start over from the age of six next time. That's troublesome.

"Okay, I'll correct it."

When I say it, Estella looks dissatisfied but convinced.

"After all, it's an A-cup, isn't it?"

"Where are you correcting!"

"It's an A-cup, right?"

"Is it a mass of malice, what about you?"

I folded my arms and turned away.

You think you've hidden your chest from me, but if you look sideways, the unevenness in your chest will be emphasized.

Without realizing it, Estella puffs up her cheeks as if she were offended.

"Oh, B-cup".

"Is there a cup on your cheek? I don't want to lose to your cheek!"

Isn't that like confessing that you are an A-cup?This guy seems to be weak in leading questions.

All right, shall we try leading questions?

"Oh, come to think of it, how many cups did you have?"

"Are you going to lead me, sir?"

"I suddenly wanted to know. Bite it out!"

"If you want to hear it, you have a little more to say!?"

You obstinate fellow!

But there's a trick here!

`"The Spirit's Judgment!"

"What!"

Estella's body is enveloped in pale brilliance.

"Now I can't tell you a lie! How many cups are you?"

「………………」

Estella kept her mouth shut as she looked down at me.

Eventually, the pale glow melts away.

"Is there any silence!"

"There's no problem if you don't tell a lie."

"Say those things first!"

`I have nothing to tell you!'

Oh, Estella!

What a narrow-minded fellow!

What an indignant fellow you are you!

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...

After all the fuss about it, Jeanette came back to the dining room.

However, he crouched down behind the counter and looked at me with only his face out.

"I'm wearing it just in case."

"What are you doing? Come here."

"No, no... That's what... Mr. Yashiro, do you think these clothes fit?"

"Oh! It's an I-cup!"

"Don't speak out loud!"

"... (I-cup)"

"Don't whisper!"

What a selfish fellow!

"What's the matter, Jeanette?" You looked so happy. Is it possible that the palm-ro was doing a bad trick again, that it would melt if it were wet, or that it was very sketchy!"

`I'll choose that for my shop uniform!'

You've said it's a uniform for business prosperity.

I'm not going to turn it into an obscene store, and if so, Jeanette can't do it's impossible. To work in a shop like that, you have to be a girl who is immune to it. Specifically, he has no spirit. That's not the right thing to do. They're professionals over there.

"It's the right size, and there's nothing strange about it?"

"Oh, really... So this is the right answer, isn't it?"

Jeanette rechecks her clothes behind the counter.

Then he stood up vigorously, saying, "...okay."

"Oh..."

exclaim in spite of oneself but exclaim.

It looks better than I imagined.

The understated pink dress accentuates the brightness at the same time, while the pure white apron dress on top gives a neat impression.

The fluffy skirt hem and frills at the shoulder and apron hem shake and attract attention every time they move.

Well, in short, it's a maid cafe uniform.

The chest of the dress has a three-dimensional stitching method, including sewing darts, to make the giant Jeanette look beautiful. The apron dress is designed to gently support its chest and emphasize it vigorously.

I'm proud of the perfect design that makes me want to shout "Piotskaida!" at first sight.

And the length of the skirt is 15 centimeters above the knee!!

I guess this was what they were trying to say about the size.

However, this is the norm for high school girls in Japan. Don't worry about it.

I have a lot of fun, though!

"Oh, um... what do you think?"

"I like it! It's cute! I love it!

"Really!? ...I'm glad."

Jeanette is still shy, but she breathes a sigh of relief after receiving my acceptance sign.

Well, you'll soon get used to clothes.

"Well... it's certainly.

Estella is staring at Jeanette.

Jeanette is a little constricted from her sharp eyes.

"Cute... but...."

The keen gaze points at us.

"Yasilo... was a speech to justify this costume?"

Ugh.........he's seen through.

because she wears plain clothes that, despite having a Jeanette guy, a dynamite breast, doesn't take advantage of it at all.

Make use of everything you can! That's quite natural for a merchant!

That's why I use my breasts!

This is the live breast--"Live!"

It's definitely going to be a hot topic!

And the number of male customers!

Above all, I enjoy myself every day!

What a good thing!

"... I understand very well." After all, Jiro is Jiro, isn't he? Where you are serious about it is 'serious bad things'!"

That's strange to say.

"But it's also true that the 'bad thing' has consequences. You thought this uniform was cute too, didn't you? It's the most important thing for a restaurant-like business to make customers want to come back."

"...I can't argue with that, but... is this all right with Jeanette?"

"What?"

Jeanette is flustered by the sudden talk.

But he clenched his fist and said with strong willful eyes."Yes! It's the result of Mr. Yashiro's serious consideration of the restaurant. I'll do whatever I can!"

Make a dangerous remark again...

What if I were to use the Spirit's Judgment as a shield to make you do anything?"

Jeanette doesn't seem to notice it at all...

When I glanced at Estella, I saw her looking at me with a frighteningly pointed at me.

"You know what I mean, don't you?" says his eyes.

Oh, I know. There's no benefit to me at the moment if I trap Jeanette. It's best to keep this to good use.

"I suppose I'll have to go here every day for a while. Don't let Jeanette get a bad bug."

"If you will do it, don't help me." If you create an atmosphere that says, 'Don't touch the staff here,' this store's 'rank' will rise again."

"You are the representative of the bad insects,"

"I won't touch the goods."

"Well... I'm not a product, am I?"

Jeanette gazes us in the face with confidence. ...are you not confident?

"Oh, yes!"

Jeanette was in a daze, but when she saw Estella, she clapped her hands to see if she had a good idea.

"Why don't you wear uniform, Estella?"

"... Jeanette-chan... ...that's an act of bullying..."

"What!? Huh? Why?!?"

Jeanette... the cruelty of a natural girl is sometimes so cruel.

Wearing the same outfit, but also designed to emphasize the chest, you can line up a cutting board next to a substandard explosive milk…it's going to be psychological damage.

I see Estella nodding her head.

You'd better leave him alone for about a day today.

"Genet, you must get ready to open. Leave him alone."

"Who's "Gouge-chan!"? "It's not Gouge-chan!"

`"The Spirit's Judgment!"

"You really have the nerve, haven't you?"

"There's a story about Schrodinger's cat... the point is, 'You can't tell unless you see it.'"

"I won't show you! I'll never show you!"

"Why!"

"Do you need an explanation?"

Oh, Estella!

What a narrow-minded fellow!

What an indignant fellow you are you!

All right, that's enough!

I'm going to open the shop right away!

Can't you make money and get rid of your worries?

"Now, Jinet! We're getting ready to open! We're going to open a new restaurant!"

"It's the Yangdal-tei!"

In this way, it was lively, the bulge-tei... originally, the yodamari-tei was still open today.

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