Chapter 145: 145 Episode 126: Reliable

"Oops! The lord's flag is a big eater!"

"Oh, my God!"

"Oh!? I got it right, too!"

"Yes! Me neither!"

Yodamari-tei is bustling.

"Yes, sir. I've put a charm on you to make a big hit."I hope you get it right~"

Jeanette is smiling and pulling the kids' lunch flag.

Naturally, the contents are all the supporting versions of the feudal lord's flag-eating contest.

I'm desperate to get the kids to wave this flag and cheer for me.

That flat face of Jeanette when she knows it's going to hit everyone... I don't know why anyone notices it.

Well, my mommy friends seem to have found out.

"Hey, Mr. Jiro."

One of my mommy friends talks to me.

"How's the competition? Do you think you'll win?"

"Didn't you see Bertina eating?"

"I saw it. It was amazing, Mr. Sister."

"I was surprised, too." I can't believe you had such a special skill."

... his specialty? I think he's a chronic disease.

"But I'm sure we'll win with Mr. Jiro,"

"Huh? I won't join you."

"Hey! You're going to lose easily even if you come out."

"That's how much you know,"

Mommy friends giggle.

Then what are you sure of winning?

"I'm curious that Jiro will do something about it."

"That's a dangerous trend," It may be a brain disease."

"Haha, that kind of shyness is popular among mommy's friends." "'Cute,'"

Oh, cute...? ...stop it, seriously.

"Yasilo, you're also participating in the management, right?"

"Well... what's the cause and effect.

"Then you will win,"

So where does that confidence come from?

"If there is a time when you lose..."

My mommy friends look at me and all together.

"'When the loser makes a profit,'"

...they're completely mistaken.

What I seem to have contributed to the development of the city in the past is, in the end, the theory of consequence theory. I didn't do it out of sheer confidence.

In the worst case scenario, there is a possibility that this city would have collapsed.

If the peddler's guild's headquarters had hustled over the argument with Assund, it would have been out.

It was more likely that my amateur knowledge would not be accepted for flood control work.

This time again, it is the case this time.

If you don't like it, it's possible that the Forty-two wards will be colonized by the Forty-one wards."

Don't look at me like God would look at me.

"Yasilo Daimyojin"

"Please lead the 42nd leg to victory."

"Thank you".

"You don't believe in spirits, do you?

What about "Daimyojin" in this world?

The playfulness of 'forced translation magic' seems to have reached its limit.

"If you want any profit, drop your money to the Yodomari-tei."

"Well, if you say that, you can't go home without eating cake."

"Well, I can't help but eat what Mr. Jiro says."

"Well, I suppose I'll have a shortcake after dinner."

"I'm Mont Blanc."

These guys seem to be enjoying the atmosphere of a big eater.

Well, I'm glad you're excited, but...There's no Daimyojin, is there?

`Look, brother! The Ghost God's 'gobago' is amazing!'

"They all got it right!"

"It's too much!? This isn't much!"

"Oh, yes, yes. It's a lot to lose."

"What?"

"It's very... which one?"

silence the kids who are making a fuss about the flag.

Adults do not talk about "lord power" to the kids, but they do talk about it.

If you become a lord fanatic, it will be a big deal. Moderate is fine. Moderate.

"Come on, eat quietly, boys!"

``Yes!'

Kids happily grab the lord's flag for lunch.

...Don't you get tired of it? Do you have some kinds of lunch for children?

"Mr. Jiro,"

"Huh? What's wrong with you, Jeanette?"

As I watch the kids devouring their children's lunches, Jeanette snaps up and snaps into my ears.

"It's a children's lunch, but could you add a little more?"

"It's a strange coincidence. I was just thinking about it."

"Really?"

Jeanette rolls her eyes and slowly her eyes form an arc.

"As expected, Yashiro is a kind person.""You must have thought the same thing,"

"Well, they're the same,"

I'm smiling at what makes me happy.

Well, it's good to have a full menu.

...can't you make children's curry or something like that.

Let's take the time to come up with a new menu convention, along with our promise to teach Napolitan.

"I'm sure you'll like it, won't you? Jiro's menu is very popular with children."

"Is that what you mean? Do you mean my idea is crazy?"

"Hmm. That objection may be a little childish."

Uh-huh. You've come to say it again.

But what... it's a little out of keeping with expectations.

I'm the kind of person who wants to achieve his goal without attracting anyone's attention.

Then, as time passed slowly, the kids ate their lunch, mom friends enjoyed the cake, and I began to feel a little sleepy, the evening sky rang the closing bell.

It's 16 o'clock. It's almost time for work to finish.

"Genet, I'm going to go see Umaro a little later."

"Is it from now.

"I'm asking you to take part in the competition. He's staying in the dormitory over there now."

"Yes, sir,"

At dusk, people feel lonely.

That's why I'm doing my best.

"I'll have a pot to-night,"

"The pot?"

"Oh, I've got Mormat and Delia, so the cost of the ingredient-free!"

You'll be able to eat a delicious salmon pot.

"I'm looking forward to it."

A smile returns to Jeanette smiles.

You don't feel lonely when you're bustling.

"Well..."

"Well... are you going now?"

"Huh? No, it's a lavatory."

"Oh, is that so?" The bathroom is in the back."

"Do you know?"

"It's in our manual,"

a giggling Jeanette

I seem to be into this kind of mischief these days.

"Hey, Jiro! I brought some vegetables!"

"Look! It's worth keeping down fishing, and you've caught such a big salmon!"

Mormat and Delia come into the store together.

What a timely bunch!

"Oh, dinner?"

"Then we'll be leaving soon,"

Mom friends leave their seats at the sight of Delia.

pay one's bill in turn and get ready to go home

"Thank you for the meal. It was delicious."

"Yes, thank you very much."

"It was delicious, sister!"

"It was delicious,"Oh!"

"Thank you very much. I'm glad you got the flag."

"'Nodding!'"

Even in the evening, the kids are still full of energy. Give it a break, that strength.

"Brother! Bye!"

"Oh! See you later,"

"See you again!"

"Be careful!"

"See you again!"

"Walk forward, you'll fall!"

"Good-bye!"

"Yes, yes. Bye, bye!"

The kids bustle out of the shop.

Well, do I go to the bathroom?

"Hey, Jillo,"

Momat stopped me from going to the bathroom.

"What? I'm first. I made a reservation."

"I wish I'd go to the lavatory, you..."

"Huh?"

Momat waved "No, it's nothing after all," after a somewhat difficult face.

What's wrong with you? You're a complete stranger.

Oh, that one? Did you really want to go first?

If you want me to change the toilet order, I should be honest with you. Well, I won't do it for you.

I go to the bathroom, finish what I do quickly, and get ready to leave.

When I got out of the bathroom, there was a mormat in front of the door.

"... etch."

"I'm not happy to hear you say it,"

Wow... I'm happy to hear a girl say... he's a pervert... Wow...

"Well, Jillo,"

Momat, who has a habit of being cursed by girls, asks me with a strangely serious look.

"This big eating contest... You'll win, can you?""Why, don't you ask me?" Ask Delia. He's a player."

"You picked the player, right?"

"They would have been chosen naturally if I hadn't chosen them."

The top four are solid.

"But you've stepped on them that you can go with confidence?"

"...what, Mormat? Do you want to put pressure on me?"

"No, that's not the case," I don't think so, but..."

Mormat slaps me on the shoulder with an unusually sour look.

"I trust you," ...and many things."

What's the matter?

What a disgusting thing!

Something goes wrong.

Don't you think anyone is trying to put all the blame on me?

Maybe we should beat them once in a flamboy.

"I'll get the pot ready." Come back soon."

"Then let me go,"

"I'll be waiting for you,"

"You can eat first,"

I tap my greedy crocodile face on the shoulder and head for the exit.

Jeanette and Delia were chatting on the floor.

Oh, that's great. I feel more at ease watching a beautiful woman with big breasts than talking to a bitter Ossan. ......it's kind of depressing to think that I'm going to see Umaro now. Oh, my god...

"Perhaps the Magdas will come back if we cross each other, so you can eat first."

"No. I'll be waiting for your return."

"If you eat at night, you'll gain weight."

"Well... but we all want to eat together..."

Is that so?

"Well, if you don't come back after twenty o'clock, eat first."

"No,"

Jeanette smiles softly, straightens out her arms and says, as if it were natural.

"I'll be waiting for Yashiro to come back."

That's what I'm under a bit of pressure.

"Well, in moderation,"

With a slap on the head of Jeanette, I'm leaving the store.........I'm sure.

"Genet... What's the matter?"

"Oh... no... no... you know..."

Jeanette was holding the sleeve of her dress tightly... weakly.

My hand reached out to my stroking arm. That's what I felt.

"...well,"

"I'll be right back,"

"He..."

Gently wrap the fingers around the sleeves and slowly lower your arms.

"...yes,"

Jeanette finally smiled at me with a look of relief.

...what, what, what, I don't know.

"Well, I'll be back,"

"Yes. Take care."

I think I made a smile with a smile around my mouth.

However, he was not confident and quickly turned away.

As I left the shop, Jeanette followed me outside and added:

"I'll make a delicious pot and wait for you".

"Oh, I'll be back."

Raise your hand and I'll start walking toward the main street.

...it's hard to do anyway.

These days... Well, around the beginning of the year, to be exact... people around me have begun to look crazy.

When Mormat's field was improved by lime, when he repelled the harassment of the grounder, and when the eating contest... the people around him said in unison:

"As expected, he's Jiro.

...as expected.

Aren't you guys mistaken?

"If you ask Jiro, he will do something about it," he said.

That's no joke.

I'm a swindler.

I have stayed here to gather information about the city, and to devise a secret plan to break down the "Judgment of the Spirit" and such a playful thing... ...that I should succeed as a con man in the city."

"d*mn it..."

Where's this crooked con artist?

"...it may be about time,"

Well, that doesn't mean we have to do something right now.

I think it's a bit different to just put off saying, "Tomorrow, tomorrow."

"One of these days... when the opportunity arises,"

But I'm sure it's not now.

I still have work to do.

For now.........

"I think I'll see Umaro right away and go home to eat the pot."

It doesn't have to be now. But one day, the next day, I tucked it away in my heart.

If you think about it, you'll find out by Jeanette.

He's a dazed, unexpectedly sharp guy.

head down the dusk main street to the coachyard.

I met an unexpected man there.

"Oh, Mr. Jiro. Are you going to Ward 41?"

It was an imelda.

Imelda, who was riding in a large private carriage, put her head out of the window and spoke to me.

"If you don't mind, why don't you join me? It's a date for the two of us that I promised you before."

No, I didn't make any promises to you know.

"Do you mind, on such a bad date.

"I don't mind," You can keep making promises as many times as you like. It's not something to save for future generations."As expected, a popular girl has different things to say.

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If I were you, I'd think about how to make effective use of that once, and I'd probably run out of time without being able to use it.

If you have Genet's breast massage ticket and Estella's breast massage ticket in front of you, and you can only choose one of them... I'm looking for how to make the most profit...

"What will you do?"

`Then, in the case of the "rubble ticket!"'

"...what are you talking about? No, you're talking about breast milk, aren' It was a stupid question."

It's not even a stupid question.

"Go ahead, get on,"

"Are you going to the 41st leg?"

"Waxi is in forty wards." I'm going back to my parents' house."

"Well, then, I wonder if you'll let me ride you halfway."

The coachman will come down from the cab and open the door.

Imelda's horse-drawn carriage is large and has a loose interior.

"It's Mr. Jambold's design."

Janbold is the second largest Tolbeck contractor. Well, I haven't seen you recently, on that horse's face.

"You're doing a good job, too, Janbold."

"Yes. Mr. Umaro is quite good, but Mr. Jambold's designs are delicate and have a lot of appeal to women."

"Well... that horse's face is delicate..."

Certainly, the interior of the car was designed to be fun and functional.

If Womaro's design is "excellent," then Janbold's design is "beautiful."

Why, Tolbeck has all the best carpenters, doesn't he? The future is bright, isn'

"The Tolbeck factory is going to be much bigger,"

"Maybe. Haha." I've been made to do such a thing."

It's only 640Rb that Goozoya has knocked down, and he's completely renovated the dining room.

but after that I gave him a decent meal, and I gave him a more delicious experience.

"...that's what happened,"

I won't name Gooseya, but I'll tell you some old stories.

Imelda knows nothing about our old days.

Well, there's nothing important to know.

It was a very good date, so I thought I'd have a good time.

But Imelda's expression doesn't clear up. On the contrary, it gets cloudy and cloudy.

His expression is vanishing from his face as if he were motion sickness.

"Why? Are you drunk?"

"Mr. Yashiro, will you listen?"

"What? Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...

Serious air drifts from Imelda.

What's wrong with you? Everyone looks serious today.

"Waxes have rivals that I don't think they want to lose. Who do you think it is?"

"Who..."

I'm sure he's the only one who Imelda recognizes as a rival.

"Isn't it Estella?"

"No,"

Answer right away!?

"It is not appropriate for a rival of Waxi to be such a hollowed-out acting lord."

I see... I guess it was a good thing to get hollowed out.

"And if it's not Estella, who is it?"

"Mr. Womaro,"

............what!?

"... you... ...about Magda?"

"No! I'm not interested in a child like that."

Slurping, slurping, slurping.

I wonder what this sounds like to point to some categories...

"Why are you a woman? You and a woman are in completely different positions, aren't you?"

"No, Mr. Womaro is standing far ahead of the way the viper should be going."

Umaro?

"He...had he tried to be the Queen of Boyne."

"That's not going down the road, is it?"

After staring at me for my playfulness, I comb my disheveled up my disheveled hair.

I guess she's a real lady when she's dressed up like that.

That means she's supposed to go, after all, on the road of a lady.

"Mr. Yashiro... I'm not going to blame you at all, but... remember what Mr. Yashiro said to him the first time they met."

The first time I met Imelda was when I went to see Javier to invite the Woodman Guild's branch to the Forty-two wards. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . to Imelda.

``Good-hew, dear, you've got a good breast,'

"I don't remember being told!"

"'Good-he-he-he-he-he-he-he-he-he-he-he-he-he-he-he-he-he-he-he!"

"You haven't told me!"

"Well, then... 'Good-heh... '"

`Not at the time of "Goo-he-he said.

Well, to be honest, I remember.

But... I've said a pretty tough thing... I hope you don't steam it up."

"Mr. Jillo said... 'The most beautiful Lady Imelda in the world!'"

"No, I told you! That's not it right now, is it?"

"'Dear lady, every day... how do you go to the bathroom?'

"I said that, too! I'm sorry that it was such a terrible comment, but! Not really!? It's a little different, right? You know what I mean, right?"

You know... what nerve do you have to be in this situation?"I'm sorry. I was hesitant to say what Mr. Yashiro told me... ...because he pointed out the bad part of my vaxx so accurately..."

Then you don't have to go out of your way to say it... when Imelda started to say it, she said it.

"'Beauty is the only attraction of mascots, only when welcoming and seeing them off.'

so

I was interrupted by Javier's negotiations, and even made fun of the Forty-two wards and Estella, and it was a bit of a rip-off, so I released the word Imelda would hate to hear.

When I was told that, I was convinced that it would be the most damaging, so it was too harsh to follow.

Did you remember...

"Honestly... it stuck in my heart."

"...I see,"

I think it's strange to say "I'm sorry" here.

I'm responsible for what I said and that was the moment I had to say. At least, that's what I've decided.

"To be honest... it was hard,"

I'm being blamed!

What should I do? Do you want to apologize for now?

No, no. It won't look cool if you break it there. Words uttered out of one's mouth are one's responsibility. If you don't think it's a mistake, you have to be proud, no matter what anyone says.

"...I cried for three days and three nights,"

"I'm sorry!

I apologize!

Should I kneel down?

So I hope you don't stare at me like that!

"...but even so, the vaxxer did he?

"I wish I could get that realization a couple of turns earlier.

My heart is in a state of great admiration...

"Mr. Yashiro, will you listen to me. Dream of a viper."

"Dream?"

"Yes, I want you to listen carefully, not laugh." I can't help but Mr. Jiro."

Serious eyes are staring straight at me.

Thanks to the hard work of the hamsters, the road to the 41st leg is well maintained.

It kept the carriage from shaking at all, and all the noise in the car was the rattling sound of wheels.

I've got to listen to this seriously.

I've never seen Imelda look this way.

I thought Umaro was joking around with his rival... this is the face of a serious but determined man.

"A viper..."

Imelda declares in front of me.

`I'll complete the Woodman's Guild's branch, and I'll be a fine branchmaster!'

It seemed like a natural dream... a little surprising to me.

She is the daughter of the Woodman Guild, so you don't have to stick to the branch, and if you stay at the headquarters and hang around with a good successor, you'll find your life safe, even if you're a little too much for it.

But he says he will work as a woodcutter's guild.

When you become a branch manager, you don't have to play or get drunk.

The shallow dream of a naive young lady... she says with her serious eyes, which doesn't seem to be the case after case.

"It's still incomplete, but once it's completed, that branch will be an important base beyond its headquarters." Waxi wants to protect and develop his base with this arm, brain, beauty, and strength."

It doesn't seem to mean to give up being a woman at a time of beauty.

As the daughter of the Woodman Guild, she wants to be at the top of that branch.

"There will be a lot of friction. You may be subjected to heartless slander. But Waxi wants to make that branch the best woodcutter's base in the city."

It's a distant dream. At first glance it seems reckless.

But he made up his mind to take steady steps toward the dream.

But why?

Such questions were revealed by a lonely-eyed Imelda.

"I was envious. No, I've always been jealous...

"Are you jealous?"

Breathe out and Imelda changes her tone a little.

"You are going to see Mr. Umaro at this hour, I suppose?"

"Huh? Oh, I understand very well.

"Other than him, Mr. Jiro's associates will return to the 42nd leg at night."

"I see. That's an excellent deduction."

If I were to go see Ricardo, it would be much earlier.

If you go out of your way to the 41st leg at this hour, you'll find only Umaro.

"What are you talking about?"

"No, I'm going to invite you to a big eater. for he may be the strongest man in any way he uses it."

It's not known how far Magda Power will go.

"...I envy you,"

"...what?"

"Mr. Umaro, I'm really envious of the viper."

I can't see the story.

What are you talking about?

"Did you want to participate in a big eating contest? But I still have a place to go..."

"No, sir,"

Imelda closes her eyelids and interrupts my words.

Closing the eyelid gives a strong impression of sharpness.

Then, as the eyelids opened again, a large, impressive, powerful eye gazed upon me.

"It's you, Mr. Jiro,"

"...me?"

I look surprised in Imelda's big eyes.

"If you ask, Mr. Yashiro will invite us into the same field. You will give me the right to stand with you and stand in line... but he... Mr. Umaro is not."

clench one's fist tightly

Imelda's thin, white, delicate fingers, as if they were just for picking flowers, are tightly held.

My thumb nails were red and bloodshot.

"He... is always involved in Mr. Yashiro."Wow. Always... I've been approached by Mr. Yashiro. Mr. Umaro is being relied upon by Mr. Jiro."

"That's not true," Just because I'm using it boldly and nicely..."Oh, I envy you!"

Imelda, rising to the waist and coming up to me.

The sudden movement swings the carriage.

He reached out to support Imelda, who was about to lose her balance, but her hand was held back by Imelda. "You don't need it."

"Until now, vaxxers have been boring people who just make requests and enjoy what they are given." -- just like a beautiful mascot..."

Imelda suddenly falls down.

Sit deep in your seat and breathe a long, thin sigh with your back straight.

"He will act as the head of the Woodman's Guild and make it worthwhile."Wow. It's a future I've never thought of before... but I really want to try it."

Talking made me feel a little better... with such a neat look on my face, Imelda smiles at me.

"Mr. Yashiro... will be the man you can rely on." as a business partner and as a woman no matter how many years it takes."

"...why not me?"

"It's decided,"

Imelda is proud and says with the biggest smile here.

"Because you are the only lord that this viper has admitted."

Clearly and refreshingly...

That's what you say without a trace of cloud.

Don't realize to me... that it's not worth that much.

"That's why you should go to win this tournament with all your might. Without a street gate, the dream of a viper... No, you can't achieve your ambition!"

There is an unwavering and strong will behind my eyes.

There's no one who can have eyes like this.

These are the eyes of a dream‐seeking guy who can stick to his beliefs.

It's the eyes of a guy who makes his wish come true and changes his surroundings.

"Thank you for listening. I'm so glad you listened, Mr. Yashiro."

"... oh, I see."

That's all I could say.

If you're not good at it, it's more important than a confession of love.

I wonder if I can bear the burden of this... of my life."

The driver's side window knocks from the outside.

"Oh, I see you've arrived now,"

Imelda opened the window and it was the 41st Avenue.

"Well, Mr. Jiro," Give my regards to that blessed fox. `I won't lose,'

"You don't understand what I'm saying all of a sudden, do you?"

"If you can't understand it, it's a level of comprehension."

"What a mess,"

As I got out of the carriage, Imelda looked out of the window and left this remark at the end.

"Since I met you, I've had a lot of fun with Waxi."I'll make you think that way, so please wait a little longer. Have a good night."

A carriage moves away.

"……………."

What came out of my mouth was a heavy sigh.

It's heavy...

I'm expecting too much, boys... too much.

I'm just a swindler, and my specialty is just farting."

"I'm not that much of a fellow, I'm not..."

Aren't you being deceived?

......d*mn it!

I'm getting tired of going to the dorm where Umaro is staying and explaining various things!

Isn't it okay to report afterwards!?

You envy me! I'm sure that's a good thing!

"Oh my gosh! Hurry up and go home and eat hot pot with Magda!"

`I'd love to be with you!'

I was able to catch a sea urchin at a very good time, either by chance or by aim.

Women's phishing boasts an incredible rate of eating and eating rate.

You're a better game for beginners than a elabna.

"It's a coincidence that we should meet here, Umaro,"

"Oira, I've just finished my work and I'm on my way home. I happened to pass by and heard Mr. Jiro's voice."

I just want things to go this simple.

Everyone is thinking too much. Live a simpler life!

though it's contradictory to what I've been saying."

"Well, Mr. Jiro," There's a cab out there, and I'll go home with you!"

A woman who tries to drag me by the arm and take me to the carriage stop.

Do you miss Magda so much?

"Oh, yes, ummallow," I have something to tell you."

"What is it?"

"'I won't lose,'

"...what is it?"

"That's how good you understand!"

"I don't know at all!"

Well, I guess this is about it. Yeah. That's about it.

It's easy to handle.

Don't get tired even if you're with me.

"Oh, the cab came at the right time! Now we're going back to the Forty-Second Ward!"

a woman who gets into a carriage in high spirits

I'm sure he doesn't even think about tomorrow morning.

But I suppose I'll be able to get my work done."

He's quite a man, isn't he? It's being evaluated here and there.

Maybe we need to change our relationship a little bit...

"Oh, yes, yes. You're one of the big eaters. I hope you will you?""What!? I didn't hear it!"

"I told you just now,"

"Wow! You always do that! ... Well, that's fine."

I'll drop into the carriage with a simple answer like that.

It's a very sunny place, humming nonsense like "Onabe, Onabe, Magda and Onabe."

Yup.

As expected, this is the way he should be.

Oh, it's so calming. It's like this.

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