Chapter 144: 144 Episode 125: Hold down the participants

I thought of it all of a sudden.

"We might as well get some confirmation from those who are going to join us,"

"...were you going to tell me on the day of the tournament?"

Estella is staring across the street.

No, no, you. That's quite the case. No matter how much I try, I'm not that reckless.

"Well, shall I tell you the day before, or the mark?"

"It's too unplanned!"

Well... I wonder if there are people who think that way... there are a lot of different worlds.

Estella, who spoke to Demily yesterday, is having breakfast at the Yodamari-tei.

I can't make it to breakfast at church and I'm eating here at my own expense. Yeah. That's a good thing. Keep contributing to the store. ...it seems strange as a system that Estella doesn't pay for donations either...

"Pay me,"

"What!? I'll pay for it, it's a bad reputation!"

No, not now...

"I'll have to go see Ricardo later today, so don't be too nervous."

"What? Aren't we reconciled with Ricardo, and we don't have any more complaints?"

"I don't have any complaints, but I don't like them. Rather, I don't like it in a pure state now that my bad temper has disappeared."

You don't like it, Ricardo. My condolences.

"Well, I think we'll be going now."Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

How much do you hate it?

Don't mess up the story again?

"Well, come to me if anything happens. I'll listen to your complaints."

"He..."

Estella is about to stand up and look at me with her eyes wide open eyes.

What? You look like a pigeon has been shot.

"Say 'Horooo' to Estella."

"...Horrah!"

"You don't look alike,"

"What are you talking about!? Did I have to look like something?"

Oh, you're back to your normal face.

"Oh, I thought you said something unusual and sensible."

face sideways with one's arms crossed It may be an easy‐to‐understand appeal that says, 'I'm in a bad mood,' but to me, it seems like nothing but a milk appeal that says, 'My arms stick together like this.'

All right, now I'll call Estella a 'beautiful woman. On the side, I feel something like... sadness.

"But, well..."

Such a sullen face turns to me and breaks my face with a smile.

"I feel a little better, and I'll thank you." Thank you."

She's got a bright smile on her face.

These days, you don't force yourself to act like a man, but rather you're gradually changing your tone to a girlish one. Well, there's still some hardness left.

"Yes, if you like, I'll give you a ride with the Magdas.

The number of horse‐drawn wagons heading to the 41st leg is increasing and many are running every day.

There are some kind of temporary dorms near the food court, but many want to go back to their homes, and many go back and forth to transport food.

With the help of the lord, it is possible to ride a horse-drawn carriage at a low price, but it is certainly a burden as the frequency increases.

Magda and Loretta both return to the 42nd leg when the job is over. They say that they can't settle down unless they're at home, so they don't seem to feel tired if they go back and forth rather than stay over there.

The stamina of the Beast race is great.

however

"I'm sorry. Our branch is closed today."

"Is that so?"

"I set up a stall in the daytime for the people of Tolbeck,"

Restaurants on the food court are free to decide on holidays.

It was decided that there would be no trouble for workers as there are many other shops, and participating shops were saved because they could give top priority to the circumstances of the head office.

The Yodamari-tei branch is open at ten o'clock in time for the first departure in the morning, and closes at eighteen o'clock at the latest.

Kantaltica seems to be open until midnight just to show its true colors in bars.

"I'll open the shop all day to-day, and Magda will stay there."

"What about Loretta?"

"Do you think he can run a restaurant by himself? He's more stupid than you think?"

"That's terrible! I'm not a fool!"

Loretta, who was wiping the table, screams a protest.

"Yes, Jillo,"

"Mr. Estella, tell me!"

"Loretta is normal."

"That's terrible, too!"

For better or worse, a normal Loretta waved a cloth, "Umm!"

Don't do that. I'm chilling with waterdrops.

"Well, would you like to open the shop by yourself?"

"...it's nice to enjoy the atmosphere of the head office for the first time in a while."

"You're lonely, too, Loretta,"

Oh, my God. I'm all lonely.

"But I can't believe Jillo would allow it."

"Huh?"

"I'm going to say, 'Don't miss even one Rb.'"

"If you keep pushing yourself too hard, you'll one day fail, and you'll lose an immeasurable amount of money, business." It's only when we don't lose our pace that we're going to make a big profit."

It's a matter of course that, right after we set up a branch office all over the country on board, everything but the head office will collapse in no time.

"I think you're right, too,"

Jeanette approaches him smiling and hands Estella water.

"Thank you," Jeanette says happily to Estella, who drinks the water.

"I think walking with your own pace is the key to continuing for a long time. Besides, I'm glad to be with you, and... I'm disqualified as a store manager."With the tip of her tongue glancing, Jeanette laughs childishly.

...well, I was saying that yesterday. "When I'm alone, I suddenly feel lonely…"

That's not to say. Well, why don't you take a day off?

That's about it. It's like a festival, isn't it's like a festival.

"Well, I'll go now," Is the day after tomorrow, Jiro?"

"Oh, I hope it's a convenient day for you." It's the selection of the representatives of the 42 wards."

We won't be able to decide in the absence of an acting lord.

said he, looking at me.

"All right. See you later."

"Oh,"

「…………」

"...what?"

"No, I thought you looked like you wanted to say something,"

Estella peeps into my face.

I have nothing particular to say.

Oh, I see. Is this a reminder? Really? Oh, my God, they're all spoiled.

"Yes, yes. Take care of yourself."

"What is that?"

"You wanted a kind farewell, didn't you?"

"Well... I'm such a spoiled child... well, I don't mind." See you later."

"Come on, come on,"

After seeing Estella off, it's about time I left.

"Then I'll be there, too," I'll ask you to be away."

"Yes. Be careful. Well...

"Huh?"

When I turned around to be approached, Jeanette was somewhat hesitant.

"Do you think it's going to leak out? I don't mind seeing you off. Hurry up and go."

"No, I don't! Um... I don't think it's right to say this..."

Half a step back, Jeanette whispered modestly.

"Welcome home early..."

"...what?"

"No, Mr. Yashiro, I've been working so hard lately... I hope you don't push yourself too hard... ...I'm sorry. I'm afraid you're being intrusive."

... Is Jeanette in spoiled mode?

Did I flag anything?

"Well, I'm just going to talk to the players I'm going to play today. It's not such a big business."

"Yes, sir," Ah... I can't do it somehow."

"Are you tired? We have Magda today, so let me rest".

"Yes, I will."

When you're tired, you'll miss people.

"... Jillo,"

Rumor had it that Magda came close to me.

He looks up at me and opens his little mouth to say this.

"...See you later,"

"...what's that? You've been there, normal."

"...have a good day,"

"Oh, I'll be there," Take good care of Jeanette and the shop."

"Brother! You can rest assured that I have one!"

"And you'll stop his runaway said.

"... I understand,"

"It's terrible, both of you!? I don't run wild!"

Being sent off like that, I headed for Milly.

In front of the shop, Milly is taking care of the flowers.

"Well, don't work hard."

"Ah... Mr. Tento-mushi," Welcome."

Put the pruned scissors in my apron pocket, wipe my hands and run toward me.

"I'd like to order a bouquet of flowers. He's not that bulky."

"Well... a present?"

"Oh, it's a little Deliah."

I have a date with Delia alone.

A date is a bouquet of flowers. It is becoming a staple in the 42 wards.

"... well,"

"Huh? What's wrong, Milly?"

`Oh... well,' It's nothing. I'll pick one for you."

Smiling, Milly begins to gloss over some flowers.

When I buy flowers here, I make it a rule to have Milly make me a bouquet.

Milly has a good sense. Those who receive it will be happy to have something with a brilliant sense."What do you think of it like?"

A little anxious, Milly shows me the bouquet.

Yes, it's perfect.

"Then I'll have it,"

`Well... wait a minute,'

After a little dazed, Milly hurried into the store and wrapped the flowers.

...maybe they only offer her flowers and Milly has never received a bouquet of flowers. I told Milly that I had done it before, but I just gave her what she had given me. I guess it's a high hurdle to take a bunch of flowers that I got elsewhere.

I wonder if that's the sort of thing that's lonely.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . You'll get a flat refusal. Milly has the right to choose.

Well, if I have a chance, I think it's just right to give them flowers.

`I'm sorry,'

"Thank you,"

receive a bouquet of flowers and listen casually.

"By the way, are the flowers in bloom in the Forty-two wards under the jurisdiction of the Flower Guild?"

"What? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."

Beautiful flowers were blooming on the riverbed, weren't they?

If you can make Are into a bouquet, you might be able to surprise Milly.

"Ah... Mr. Tento-mushi,"

As I was thinking about it, Milly glanced at me with a low‐key glance.

I thought it might be a reminder of the price, but it wasn't.

`Will you go with me again?'

Into the forest?

Well, I don't care.

"And do you want to see where I am bitten by insectivorous plants?"

`Oh... no, it's not,'

Waving my hand, Milly looks troubled.

I don't think I'll have time to prepare for the tournament for a while, so I can't get back to you.

"Oh, yes. How much does Milly eat?"

"Oh... rice? It's normal?"

Well, I don't think Milly would eat three or four bowls of Donburi.

There's not much hope for you're not expecting much.

"The day after tomorrow, I'm going to have a preliminary round for the big eater. Come and see me if you like."

"Oh, that sounds interesting. I'd like to go and see it."

"You can join us?"

"Mily, I don't eat that much,"

"Well, then, thank you for the flowers."

`Well! Bye!'

a big wave of one's hand

I was sent off and left the florist.

I walked alone on the road to the river with Bertina yesterday.

Then, just yesterday, I found the man I wanted by the river when I talked to Bertina.

With round bear ears on his head, I wave to him.

"Oh! Delier!"

"Huh? Oh! Palm Row!"

Delia, who was sitting on a big rock hanging her line, stood up and ran to me.

It's like a big dog in my arms.

It makes me want to stroke my neck and stomach with "Ah, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo. Well, I won't.

"Fishing?"

"Oh, we're off fishing for a while."

The river guilds are cutting back on fishing to coincide with the big eateries. The preparation period will be reduced by a large number of people from the 42 wards. On the other hand, on the day of the competition, salmon is one of the ingredients for eating a lot, so it seems that they are going to catch it all at once on the day before the competition. They say they are saving energy now.

I had heard that, so I came to ask him out.

He said he didn't have any help from Yodamari-tei today.

"Delia goes fishing, too,"

"Just killing time," You're pretty good at it, aren't you? With your right hand, you're like, "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"... Delia, that's not the right thing to do you think?

It's an extraordinary feat. I'm sure the fish will be like, 'What!'

"What's wrong with you today? Do you have anything to help me?"

Delia's ears twitch.

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This guy is very fond of being relied on. If you talk properly, you'll be able to attend the convention.

But before that, I must fulfill my promise.

"Hey, Delia," this."

whip out a bouquet of flowers hidden behind one's back

Delia blinks at the bouquet she's offered.

"Oh?"

Delia, like a young beast, who let out a whimpering voice and leaned her head slightly.

It seems that I don't understand the situation.

"You promised to go on a date when you visited the 41st leg, didn't you?"

"...what, Jillo, did you remember...?"

"Of course. So, look. I'm here to invite you."

Say that and bring the bouquet closer to Delia. The petal is close enough to touch the chest, and Delia's gaze moves accordingly, drawing the jaw.

Delia, looking down at the bouquet close to her."…………."

Large drops of tears fell silently from Delia's eyes.

"Oh! What's wrong with you?"

Why do you cry!?

"Oh, no... I'm sorry! No, it's not that..."

He hurriedly looked up and wiped his tears roughly near the base of his thumb.

"Well, you... you... you... you know... you know... you know... you've never had anything like this before... you know... you're like a girl... you treat me like... you know, only Jiro..."

But is it nothing to cry about?

Oh, no way, do you think it's an old custom to propose flowers? Then you might cry...

"Well, Delia, this isn't it? It doesn't mean that much. With a lighter heart..."

"I know! It's a date, isn't it? I've been checking out how much I like it."

Delia seemed to have tried to inflate her cheeks, but her lips were loose and it didn't go well, and she ended up laughing shyly.

"Don't give me this,"

Say that, and take the bouquet from my hand with great care. bury one's nose in a flower with one's hands in one's arms

"It smells good... it smells like a girl."

I guess I'm out of this line...

But as soon as Delia speaks, she becomes a maiden tic.

"Thank you, Jiro. I'm so happy!"

Such a big smile now looks like a girl.

I think this guy is a girl enough to have a good match with Neferry.

"Oh, my. Flowers." I got the flowers!"

Delia, holding up a bunch of flowers and turning around.

His tail is twitching like nothing I've ever before.

I'm sure I'll jump at the cat if I have one. That's all cats!

"Then shall we go eat cake?"

"Yes!"

nod with all one's might...

"...what?"

"Heh... once in a while, OK?"

Delia came arm in arm, embarrassed. Delia's arm twists around my arm.

Delia, taller than I am, huddles her back and huddles up as if she were clinging.

...this awkwardness makes me feel unfamiliar. ...... oh, that's cute, isn't it? Also, elbow breasts are the best!

Why, do you promise to have an event where you can push your breasts when you come to this river?

Is it "girls + riverside = breast"?

"So where are you going? Is it Yangdaljeong?"

"Well, that's right..."

At Yodamari-tei, Delia will be satisfied with all kinds of cakes, but today we have a date...

"Why don't you go to '檸檬' or something like that?"

"Oh! It's lemon pie! I really wanted to try that!"

"Then it's decided,"

"Oh! Let's go!"

Can't we have such a lively date? Well, I think it's good that we're like each other.

Located at the back of the main street, by the central square, Kou is a coffee shop with a calm atmosphere.

There used to be a shop that served tea, and it has a slightly Japanese style appearance. Even in this world, tea makes you want to have a Japanese interior.

open a sliding door into a store

"Oh, Mr. Jiro," Come on in."

An elderly owner greets you with an amiable smile.

檸檬 does not open a shop at the food court in the 41st district.

The owner and his wife were originally running this restaurant. They say they can't afford to extend their reach to branch stores.

"I'll think about consignment sales. If possible, I hope many people will eat it."

I was suggesting that we sell lemon pies from 檸檬 on a consignment basis. It's a method of asking another store to sell it together. Of course, there will be a commission for that. 　

You can sell it on the food court without breaking the crowd in the store.

However, as an owner, he seems to be concerned that the product will be sold out of sight of him. If food poisoning were to occur, the name of the restaurant would fall into the world at once.

If you don't have a very trustworthy partner, you can't ask for consignment.

I'm not here to talk about it today.

"That's a bad owner," I'm just a guest today."

When I said that, the owner looked at Delia, who was curling up next to me, and said, "Oh, really?" He made his face wrinkled with joy.

"Well, please take a seat at the back. I think you'll be able to spend time quietly."

With such consideration, we are led to the back of the shop.

When she sits down, Delia carefully places the bouquet on her desk. Turn a little toward you so that you can see the flowers well.

"I'll cherish it for the rest of my life."

"No, it lasts only about a week?"

"I'll get over it with guts!"

"...don't ask the flowers for it."

Will you teach me how to make dried flowers later?

"I'd like to ask you something before I go on a date."

I will broach the subject first, in case I should not be in a state of hopelessness.

"Will you participate in the upcoming eating contest as a representative of the 42nd leg?"

"Oh, dear?"

"Oh, I need your help. Please."put one's hand on a desk and bow one's head

Would you be disappointed if this was the purpose of your date?

If that happens, please make yourself happy with a delicious cake...

"Leave it to me!"

Delia declares, in a loud voice that pushes out all the air in a loud voice.

I looked up and saw a sparkling smile on my face.

"If Jillo can rely on you, I'll respond to you said.

They say it with a thud on the chest.

I'm glad to be relied on.

I was a little embarrassed by Delia, who showed me a tremendous amount of goodwill without asking me anything.

I don't know if I can be trusted like this... you know.

That's why they tell jokes out of embarrassment.

"Your breasts are shaking so hard,"

"What!"

His fresh smile turned red as soon as it was, and Delia barked "Oh!" with a subtle expression that seemed to be both anger and joy.

"Stop joking when people are serious!"

The moment a cat punch flew at me, which girls often use for physical contact, I was informed that what I thought was a cat was a fierce bear.

"Oh my gosh!"

A sound like I've never heard before is leaking from my throat and nose.

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

"What!? Oh, are you all right!? I just got it done with how much I was going to do when I turned it into ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Omero... I wonder if you endured this kind of shock every day like a two-ton car crash... I think I'll respect you a little bit...

`But that's Jillo's bad!'

"Oh, my... my fault... my lack of crisis management skills..."

"Oh, I hope you understand,"

It would have been nice if it was a lovely damage that could be done with "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Oh, but," Oh, I eat there, but... I don't mean to say that. You know Jiro, right? He's watching Yodamari-tei cooking."

It's true that Delia eats a little more than others.

however

"Why don't you limit yourself to sweets?"

"Sweet stuff...?"

"Yes, your favorite sweet thing. It's a sweet thing that I usually save so as not to eat too much.

"Why did you mention that?"

Delia fears that eating too much sweets will take off her tag, so she always eats about three portions of it with the intention of keeping it to herself.

"What happens if you cancel the limiter?"

"... well, that's better than a man... well, I eat... no, sweet stuff is second to none!"

"Is it Bertina?"

"...well...well...well..."

a clouding appetite of the bear race Come on, Bertina.

"Oh, my God. You're very excited."

The owner of 檸檬 comes with water.

At restaurants in the 42 wards, it was becoming standard to provide clean water with water purifiers free of charge. The bar is like, 'If you have time to drink water, drink.'

The water in the oak was, after all, lemon water, which had a refreshing aroma.

"I'm grateful to Mr. Yodamari. for he showed us the possibility of lemon."

"I just happened to know it." Don't think big."

"No, no. It's all those 'knowing things' that have really changed us in this city. I can't thank you enough."

"Stop it. It's disgusting."

"Yes, Jiro is humble,"

"That's not the case!"

Tell that to Jeanette. You're not in charge of me, are you?

"I would love to offer you a service today."

"Oh, you did it, Jiro! You're going to give me a discount."

No, no, discount on dates...

"Owner, the service is good. Can you help me a little?"

"If you say so?"

"Grill me about twenty portions of lemon pie,"

`Do you have twenty servings?'

He's frightened to the point that an old man is going to go.

I really wanted to say it's a hundred people, but I think that's about the same level of bakery as two Ano.

All you have to do is show Delia how long she can go.

If you don't eat up, I'll take it home as a souvenir.

"Well, I see," It's a big eater's practice."

"Well, that's about it,"

"Well... certainly, if it's sweets like cakes, women would be more advantageous than men... I thought, Mr. Yodamari-tei."

Don't call me Mr. Yodamari. The representative is Jeanette.

"Delia, try it as long as you don't overdo it."

"Oh, is it okay!? I always put up with a slice, but can I eat a lot today?"

"Oh, it's my treat. Say good‐bye to me good‐bye. I think your food will have the future of the forty-two wards at stake."

"Oh, oh, oh... what a frightfully good thing to do today... oh, dear, are you going to die tomorrow or are you going to die!"

exaggerated

"Then I'll bring you twenty portions of the elaborate lemon pie,"

"I'm sorry to say such a thing. Thank you very much."

"Hurrahhhurrah!

`-- what!'

The owner disappears into the back of the counter with a mysterious cry. What was that? It was a very curly tongue. . . . . ."Ya, Jiro... Is that the 'gap moe'?"

"There's no moe at all."

Anyway, let's think that the old man just got a little excited... I feel like I'm losing when I think about it deeply. It's the 42 wards where there are very few people, isn't it?

The refreshing aroma of lemon and the rich sweet aroma of custard cream fill the store, and the savory aroma of baked dough stimulates your appetite.

"Thank you for waiting,"

Two holes of lemon pie on a large plate are delivered.

"That's 16 servings for now,"

Is that the case, since you're a full‐fledged man by dividing the hole into eight equal parts?

Twenty servings is a half‐baked remark.

"Don't be too numerous."

"Oh? Oh, that's right."

Delia, whose eyes are already glued to the lemon pie, seems to have noticed this.

"I don't want to be embarrassed."

"Yes,"

"Well, 16 servings..."

"Owner, change to twenty-four."

You went up!?

"All right! I'll bring you eight more portions of the carefully worked lemon pie! Bruhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

`-- what!'

Once again, the owner disappears to the back of the counter.

"...is that a rule?"

"If I were the owner, I'd stop him right now..."

Let's eat what's in front of us by the time the next lemon pie is cooked.

"Then shall we eat?"

"Oh, you've been longing for a one-hole meal! Thank you!"

With a fork pointed up, Delia bites the lemon pie.

"Uh-huh!

You seem to like it, and it's raking in with tremendous forcefully.

Ah... I have enough room for 20 people.

If I were to get a portion, I'd like Delia to try 23 portions.

That'll be enough, won't it?

-- or perhaps half of the hole is already gone?"

"Dear, Delia, eat a little more calmly. It'll choke you up."

"It's okay! Sweet things are separate throats!"

"Well, that's the throat,"

"Owner! Hey!"

"That's all right, 23 servings!"

"Hurrahhhurrah!

"Don't ask for an addition!"

The bottom line -- Delia eats a lot of sweets.

And it should be done with the money of the lord to see the power of the cannibal representative. ... even if you don't eat that much... oh, I've eaten four holes, Delia's guy. You're such a naughty fellow.

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