Chapter 165: 165 Episode 144: Hidamari-tei at that time

a private room

It's a private space where I'm the only one.

No one is allowed to invade this sanctuary."

"Oppa~ Chan! How long will you stay here?"

The noise breaks into my sanctuary...

But you don't have to be disturbed by such a thing. I am invincible as long as I am in this sanctuary...

"Oh, well, if you don't mind, the door will break down~... Oh, is it open?"

The doors of the sanctuary were opened.

"Don't open the door when people are in the bathroom."

"Wow! Is it dazzling? It's dazzling, brother?"

Loretta broke in as I locked myself in the bathroom for an hour and worked hard to polish the toilet.

"I thought you were sick in your stomach... were you cleaning?"

"Oh! Clean the toilet, and you'll be beautiful!"

"...I don't understand anything at all?"

Well, I see.

"No matter how free the shop is, it's a problem if the toilet is occupied for an hour."

"What, do you want to go to the bathroom? You can do it." I brush the toilet bowl so that it won't get in the way."

"You're in the way!? You're in the way, that's it!"

"Are you going to take the bathroom to yourself!"

"That's what the toilet is all about!?"

He's a complete stranger.

How important it is to clean the waterside in restaurants... I think just because it's clean will change the impression it gives to customers.

"I want the toilet to shine so bright that my eyes will collapse the moment I enter!"

"Don't do that! I hope you don't do your best!"

I was forced out by Loretta, who didn't understand the importance of the waterside.

Oh, my mission... my dream...!

"Ah, Mr. Jiro. Have you finished cleaning? Thank you for your hard work."

"What! It's no big deal! Oh, yes! Let's go weed the garden next time! Yes, let's do that! Bye!"

Shaking open Loretta's arms, I rushed out into the garden.

"...huh." I can't..."

I can't see Jeanette's face properly because of this morning...

Listening to the old man... listening to Jeanette's past... I hugged Jeanette without thinking.

"Oh......what a thing I've done..."

d*mn, if you had at least fooled me with witty jokes like, "I couldn't get around my arms!" he would still have been able to treat me normally."

"Ah......grass, shall we?"

It's no use thinking about it.

Time solves these things.

Well, Jeanette is amazing. She's just normal... ...what do you think?

A little while ago, I looked lonely just trying to go somewhere, but these days I've been showing no fear of being alone.

It's after the tournament.

......no way, love buds in the competition.........?

"No, I don't,"

No, it's not. It doesn't make sense. There's no way there is there?

Why do you think so?　

Why, it's 'I won't admit it!

"Oh, Jiro. That's unusual, isn't it? Are you at work?"

raise one's head in a familiar voice

The old woman stood with a wrinkled face like a pickled plum.

"My grandmother makes me want to eat freshly cooked white rice."

"Oh, is that so? Whoo-hoo.

This old woman can't handle any kind of nagging or sarcasm. In a way, he's the strongest positive person. She's a good-will old woman who absorbs and sublimates any ill will.

......Sokushinbutsu?

"May I worship you?"

"Oh, my God. It's a little too early to pick you up."

...this old woman is going to turn any foul language into a joke.

"Genet is inside,"

"Oh, yes. Oh, yes. Hey, Jiro."

An old woman who was about to enter the dining room clapped her hands and turned around.

"Coffee jelly, can't you?"

"...is it a 'takeaway'?"

"Yes, that's it." I don't think so, do you think so?"

When it comes to take-out, you have to pack it into a lunchbox...

"I can't do it now,"

If you think about it in the future, it's impossible now. We don't offer that kind of service.

There are a lot of troublesome things to do with the exception.

Poor quality, worst, food poisoning...

"Oh... yes... Well, it can't be helped. I'm sorry, I've heard something strange."

The old woman, who was depressed for a moment, took a breather and entered the dining room....don't worry about it'

I stood up and happened to say, "Ah, Mr. Yashiro. I wiped the dirt off my hands with the clothes of the woman who appeared and went into the dining room.

"Hey!? What are you going to do all of a sudden?"

"Oh, ummallow," Were you there?"

"Unconsciously!? Unconsciously, this is what you did!"

They're screaming, but you don't have to worry about it'surely.

It's because it's a woman.

"Ginnette," Hello."

"Oh, grandma Moom! Hello!"

As always, Jeanette doesn't look happy when she sees an old woman.

Will it be beneficial to you?

"Is the usual tea all right?"

"Oh, not today,"

"No?"

"Actually, I came here to get some medicine,"

"What's wrong with you, old woman?"

She turned pale and Jeanette ran up to her grandmother.

Put a hand on your shoulder and look straight into your face.

"Oh, my God! I'm not. Isn't it me?"

"Oh... no... I'm glad."

He breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately asked the old woman anxiously.

"Is there anyone who's not feeling well?"

"Yes. Jeanette, do you remember Zelmar? Look, that stern face."

Zelmal. I've never heard of a name.

"Yes, I remember. I often... fight with my old man."

"Yes, that Zelmal, who always had a quarrel with his sunny old man."

He seems to have known his grandfather.

That means that Zelmar is also a bit of course, isn't he?

"Well...I've got a little fever...It doesn't go down at all."

"Well...?"

Jeanette's face turns pale.

Well, if you're an acquaintance of an old woman or an old man, it's probably an important thing for Jeanette. You'll be worried, won't you? Well, I don't know which one I'm going to be because I'm getting more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more."

"Well... is it so bad that I can't walk?"

"Well, that's not the case. He came all the way to me this morning to say, 'Make porridge' or 'Come and take care of me.' Why bother living across the main street? Hmm... I'm quite fine."

Then it'll be all right to let it go.

Oh, that old woman, is she in love with her? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"And I said, 'Well, then, I've got some medicine for Jeanette, so go get it.' ... You're being bigoted, aren't you? After the death of my sunny old man, he's kind of stubborn, and he doesn't want to come here."

"...yeah, yes...."

"Oh... oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh... I'm sorry." I... Oh, my...

'I don't want to come here,'

Such words must have been stabbed into Jeanette.

It seems painful to be rejected by an old acquaintance of the old man.

Well, I've never seen it since I came. It must have been avoided for a long time.

"But I'm relieved that it doesn't seem too bad. Please pass me the medicine. And then.........."

start saying something and quit And the words that came out of my mouth again...

"Please tell him to take care of himself."

...maybe it was different from what I was trying to say at first.

This is just a guess, but here's what Jeanette first tried to say.

"Please come back to the Yangdamari-tei."

Yes, I must have wanted to tell you.

As for me, who has the equivalent of the Jeanette Examination Level I, I can read that much just by looking at my face.

Oh, my God. I can't help it.

"Grandma, um... what is it... "extinct"?

"Are you talking about Zelmar, Jiro?"

"Oh, yes, that dying jeez,"

"Mr. Jiro..."

Jeanette looks at me with a touch of anger.

... well, an unscrupulous joke, like this, or the other way around? It didn't make the atmosphere lighter... it didn't work. I won't tell you again.

"How is Zelmar doing?"

"He's in good condition? ... well, he said he had a fever."

"How many times?"

"Well... I haven't heard that much,"

"Well... I'm in trouble,"

I'll cross my arms.

Of course, I'm not doing this to bully this old woman.

"It's going to be a big problem if you don't check everything before prescribing medicine to see if you have an appetite, if you have a stomach problem, if you don't have a headache, if you don't have nausea, if you don'

I'll say something plausible.

"Really? Oh, my... I wish I had listened more carefully.""No, no, thanks to my grandmother's notice, I can do the next thing. Good job, old woman!"

"'Gojonu'?" Well, that's it. That's high-caliber."

High-calorie...

"Well, Mr. Jiro. So, Mr. Zelmar -- what will happen?"

"Huh? Are you worried?"

"Yes, of course. for he was an important friend of the old man."

a former regular who has disappeared from the store

While he was concerned, Jeanette probably found it difficult to say "come."

And time has passed so much that I can't even go to see them casually this time.

Living in the same 42 wards, Jeanette has not seen Zelmar for a long time.

You're so worried just to hear that you're sick.

Then????

"I see. Then get ready at once."

"What?"

"I'm going to see you, Zelmar said.

"What!"

--I'll force you out.

If you don't want to worry about it and keep on looking uneasy, you'd better make it clear even if you're bothering the other person.

Self-satisfaction? Oh, that's right!

Kindness is largely due to the merits of the person who does it. It would be nice if there was a little merit in doing so doing.

Well, if someone I don't want to see does the same thing, I'll skip it without any questions or answers.

It's a small kindness, thank you very much for your kindness.

"But isn't it a bother to you? Maybe Mr. Zelmar doesn't want to see me..."

"No, Jeanette,"

An old woman pats Jeanette on the arm to ward off her anxiety.

"Oh, you ask me about Jeanette every time? Oh, 'Is the store going well?' Oh, 'Isn't it working too hard?'"

"Is that so...?"

Jeanette is wide‐eyed at her words.

From what I've heard, it's like we've become estranged and lost an excuse to see each other.

Well, the grandfather to Jeanette and friend to Zelmar are gone. I understand how difficult it is to meet.

"Ginnette, this is the duty of Yodamari-tei, who is in charge of his medicine. If there is a patient who can't come here, I must go and see him. Don't you think so?"

Taking advantage of Jeanette's personality, who can't leave the weak alone, he asks nasty questions.

I can't say no, it's a question with consequences.

"...yes, sir,"

Jeanette nods a little and still looks up a little uneasy.

"It's all right. If Zelmar says to you, 'What are you for, go home?' I'll hold your breath with a sock."

"No, don't do that,"

Why? As expected, I can win as much as Ziji.

"Oh, but... what shall I do with the shop?"

"Leave it to Magda and Loretta,"

As I say, I stand between two employees who have grown up reliably.

put one's hands on their shoulders and speak up

"These guys are quite full. You can trust me and leave it to me."

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, this is very important!"

"... I'm sure... a little pleased."

Loretta and Magda are proud and proud.

"Leave it to me, Mr. Manager! I'll handle the customers like crazy!"

"...Magda will steer Loretta and Umaro through."

"Ah! You're casually counted, but Magda-tan is a real angel!"

Listening to reliable statements and screams of pervert, he turns his eyes to Jeanette.

"Yes, yes,"

"... gentlemen,"

Jeanette bowed deeply, with a ticklish, but very happy expression on her face.

"Well, gentlemen," Please take care of me while I'm away."

"Yes!"

"...leave it to me,"

"Oira, do your best too!"

No, ummallow. Please finish the street gate and the road quickly. What?

"Mr. Jiro,"

"Huh?"

"Thank you,"

a bowing ginet

Hey, you're quick-witted, aren't you?

"Give the medicine to Zelmar before you do it."

"Oh, yes," See you later."

Jubilantly, Jeanette heads for the medicine box.

"Yasilo-chan".

Seeing that Jeanette has gone, the old woman calls out to me.

"Will you stay with Jeanette forever?"

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

"...only God knows,"

"Oh, is that so?" Huff. That's a relief."What a relief she felt, she patted her withering heart.

"I'm glad to hear that today,"

an old woman with a smile on her face

You can tell by the words and a subtle, special atmosphere.

I don't dare to mention it, but you remember the anniversary of the death of Jeanette's grandfather.

"Yasilo, you're ready".

"Why don't you go?"

I wanted my grandmother to follow me, but I couldn't because she said she had a job.

Jeanette seemed to know the place, so we decided to head to Zelmar's house together.

Zelmar's house was a shabby, one-story wooden building, long, albeit one-story, with residences and some sort of workshop.

The place is way down the main street, near Regina's house.

"Then I wish I could go to Regina,"

"... then perhaps Mr. Regina..."

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Jeanette stuttered loudly, perhaps trying to say something very difficult.

then

"Who goes into the Eagle's house without permission!"

A hoarse voice came flying from behind.

"Ah...."

"Oh... you're..."

Looking back, Jeannette and his eyes roll together, wrinkled like raisins.

"Genet, is he...?"

"Yes..."

"Is it raisins?"

"No! It's Zelmar!"

He looked very surprised.

It wouldn't be so surprising.

"Ah, Mr. Zelmar," I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Oh... oh! You look fine."

"Yes, thanks to you."

"Well... how are you...?"

Uncomfortable, Zizi is wandering his eyes.

"It's not cute at all even if you're hesitating."

"Why, you rude little boy!"

You've got a good shout at me, haven't you?

Are you really sick?

"Well, Mr. Zermal," This is Mr. Obayashiro, and he is working with me at Yodamari-tei."

`Oh......your master is Oba...'

...I felt a little annoyed when I was called a 'big fool.'

`There's something remarkable about it,'

"He's as handsome as you see,"

"Eagle was much better looking when he was young!"

Handsome...

What's with this jeezy thing? Don't you like to lose?

"Why don't you try to imitate her strangely?"

"Who is that girl? Just call her name, Jeezy".

"Who is that?"

"It's you!"

"The Eagle is still young!"

"Mr. Zelmal!"

Jeanette runs up to him and rubs him in the back when he chokes too much.

"Ah! Oh, that's all right! I'm sorry to let my grandchild in the sun do that!"

But Zizi immediately leaves the Jeanette.

"What are you embarrassed about, Jeezy?" in spite of one's age."

"Buck, Buckammon! I'm done with the wedding ceremony, and it shouldn't happen that men and women touch each other!"

Is there such a concept in this world?

"Well, little by little. It's only natural that people touch their hands and breasts in this day and age."

"No breast milk!? ... Huh!? What do you make me say!"

The "baby" remark I made now is probably a suicide bomb.

"d*mn it ... you!"

"Don't look at me like a soldier during the war, jeez."

raise one's fist to hold his trembling arm

It's pretty hot.

"Why are you going out when you've got a lot of fever?" Sleep at home."

"Huh! If you stay indoors with only the heat, you'll be licked by a virus!"

There aren't many people who don't like the word virus so much.

Don't use horizontal letters as much as you can. I feel quite uncomfortable.

"Today I came to see you at the word of old Moomba. Isn't it not manly of you to worry about Babaa and Jeanette, and still mess with them?"

"What!"

"If you're a man, you'll have to endure this moment, get over your illness quickly, and give women peace of mind."

".........a shitty kid is talking to me all the time......that'sure. Get up."

It turned out just as I thought I wouldn't be able to go against this type of jeezy.

With such an easy‐to‐understand personality, it will be easy to handle and helpful.

Zizi's house was simple, with only the bare necessities.

"What are you doing now?"

"I don't know what I'm doing... I'm going to retire."

Retirement is a system in this town, isn't it? ...I think I can still work, though, you know.

"Is it because she's self-employed?"

"Yes, my old man was in the shop until he died."Zelmar's Zizii frowns at Jeanette's words.

The last moment seems to have been a bit stabbed.

"Oh... I'm sorry,"

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

Jeanette notices it and a little bit of a deep air begins to drift.

Oh, I hate this air.

"Well, I'll begin to examine you," Stick out your tongue, Jeez."

"Buck! Buck! How can you show your pants in front of women?"

"It's not 'below' it's 'tongue'! And don't say 'pants'!"

Tsukasa... Is this the same here? "Bottom" and "Tongue"... Hey, "Forced Translation Magic."

After examining Zizi, I guess it's just a cold.

You'd better give him some antipyretic. If it gets worse, get help from Regina.

... oh, I see. I found out what Jeanette was about to say earlier.

If this Zizi comes as a guest, it's true that Regina may fall flat. I'm afraid I'll get a lot of yelling.

"Well, if you have an appetite, shall I make you something?"

"Hey. Mind your own business."

refuse Jeanette's offer flatly

"I see. I'm sorry, but I'm sorry to interrupt you."

"No... to have a woman and a girl cook home-cooked dishes without a wedding ceremony."

"No, jeez," You begged old woman Moom?"

"What!? How do you know that?"

"No, I asked old lady Moom,"

"No! No! No! There's no deep meaning!"

After denying it with a bright red face, he covers his head completely with a futon and hides.

...I don't mean to love you so much, you know, wrinkly.

"You're in love with old lady Moomoo."

"To tell you the truth... from a long time ago."

Jeanette whispering in her ear in a low voice, paying attention to the zizziness wrapped in the futon.

"I heard that my grandfather and I had been fighting for my grandmother for a long time ago.

"Don't... I can't laugh at the love rice."

"At the end of the day, we haven't been able to settle the matter, and we haven't been able to deal with either of them."

"What!"

Well... What then?

"Are they... unmarried?"

"Yes, my grandfather was unmarried, too."

... I've been falling in love with you for decades, guys... I'll pull it out.

"Jinette, make porridge or rice porridge."

"But,"

"All right. I'll give you permission."

"Yes!"

Jeanette answers happily and runs to the kitchen.

"...do what you want." At someone's house...

Like a specter who lives in an old house, he glares at me with only his face out of the futon.

"If you have anything to complain about, cure it with spirit. Come to the Yodamari-tei after you get well. Then I'll listen."

"Well... now..."

murmured Zizi.

"I'm afraid I can't ... go now. The old man in the sun is dead... he couldn't go all the way. Even when she is in trouble, the eagle... ...how can she go down to the sun-dormante?"

Oh, that's too much trouble. It's very troublesome.

"Stinky. It stinks."

"Who stinks!"

"I'm sorry, but I didn't have enough words. It's troublesome, sir.

"... Hmm!"

I haven't been there for a long time, so it's hard to get there.

It's hard to call Jeanette because she hasn't been here for a long time.

In fact, Zizi wants to go, and Jeanette wants to come.

But this jeezy has twisted even his simple feelings with logic and continues to stubbornly reject them.

"I'll get that medicine at the Yodamari-tei."

"What!"

"I don't have any details right now."

"...a smooth talker,"

Now, I wish you would give up on it. . . . .

"Ah, Mr. Zelmar,"

Jeanette, who had thought she was heading for the kitchen, stood right there.

"My grandmother told me. They want to try coffee jelly."

"... Uh... no, that's..."

"Will you come and eat it? I don't mind if it's once."

`Uh... uh... uh...uh...

"There are a lot of coffee beans." "Even if you put coffee on the menu, there are not many people who drink it...it's a waste to make it too much..."

Jeanette has changed.

I gained the strength to carry out my will, even with a little cowardly hand.

Moving people creates responsibility. Without fear of the responsibility, Jeanette is trying to move people.

"... well, I see." If that's the case... and it can't be helped, you know.

Then he made a splendid move.

"I'll call Orchio, Bobba, and Floft, and I'll show up soon.""Yes, I'll be waiting for you."

"...hmm. I'll sleep a little. When the porridge is ready, leave it there."

"Yes, good night. Mr. Zelmar,"

I'm sure the people who made a name for themselves were old regular customers at the Yodamari-tei.

I'm sure they... wanted to show up, but couldn't.

"Jeez, don't waste your money on medicine."

`Well! Don't worry about me!'

Spouting abuse, Zizi covers her head with a blanket.

"... it is somehow that she came to see me on this very day... that I shall go."

Having said that, Zelmar's Zizii began to breathe early.

Don't go to bed early, Zizi.

On that day, he left and waited for the visitors at the Yodamari-tei.

two days later

They haven't come yet.

"Have you had a prolonged cold?"

"You'll be all right. I was so healthy that I couldn't beat the virus."

"Yes,"

There's something weak about the voice that comes back like that.

"...maybe you don't like me?"

"That's not it,"

That's all I can say for sure.

"...you've said it all right?

"Of course. What did you call your old man?"

"Well... "Old Man in the Sun"...

"They're close in age, aren't they?"

"Yes, I heard that Mr. Zelmar and his grandfather were the same age."

That's for sure, isn't it?

"Why do you think Zelmar's Zizii and Mumma call them "old men in the sun"... Do you know what I mean?"

"Well... I'm sorry, I don't know."

"It's because of you."

Even in ordinary families, when children are born, they call each other "daddy" or "mama." When the number of younger brothers and sisters increases, they are called "Oppa" or "Oppa."

"You were the center. This sun-dormouse-tei is."

From your point of view, the name "old man in the sun" has taken root because he is an old man.

"...I...?"

"Well, you don't have to worry about it, but before long..."

Before I could say anything, the door of Yodamari-tei opened, and four people with wry orange faces came to the store.

"Mr. Zelmar, Mr. Orchio, Mr. Bobba, Mr. Floft!"

"I'm here, too, Jeanette."

"Grandma Moom!"

Following the four wrinkled jeezers, a wrinkle-ridden babaa comes to the store, which greatly increases the wrinkle rate inside the store.

At their visit to the restaurant, Jeanette is leading the five to their seats, almost crying.

`Oh, she's pretty!'

"It's too good for an old man in the sun,"

"Can you drink coffee for the first time in a long time?" I'm looking forward to it."

`That little child is so fine... oh my gosh!

"You're stupid! What are you crying about? It's disgraceful."

"Now, gentlemen," Please take your time."

At first, they seemed awkward, but gradually calmed down and began to talk about their memories.

a ginette with coffee

The coffee jelly served is very interesting.

an occasional, jerky joke that one can't understand at all What's more, it's pretty funny.

Oh, I thought... this one...

I was looking at the circle of jeezers from a distance alone.

The interior has changed, but this is what Jeanette called the "Yodamari-tei of those days."

A loud voice swore at him and the people around him laughed so hard that he ignored it.

Jeanette is laughing merrily, too.

A shop where you can gather naturally, talk nonsense, and smile together.

That's the Yodamari-tei.

What's spreading out in front of me right now is... the sunlit pavilion I don't know.

The scenery Jeanette used to see almost every day when she was a child...

Jeanette wanted the old sun-dormouse...

It took some time, but... I'm back, and the scenery of that time...

I've been holding the 20Rb in my pocket ever since.

It's 20Rb for the crapy stir-fried vegetables I ate and ran away with.

If I return this to Jeanette... I... I... I really...

"Mr. Jiro,"

Suddenly Jeanette calls me.

and--

"Would you like to join us, Jiro, coffee jelly.

invite me into the circle

I went to the Yodamari-tei in those days ago.

"Ah..."

Gently let go of your 20Rb grip.

"I'm going now."

I was just a little happy at this time... I was kind of happy to be invited into the world of Genet that I didn't know.

It might have been like a kid, but...

Whether it was the past or not, I probably didn't like the fact that there was no place for me to stand next to Jeanette.

I join the circle of bad-mouthing jeezers, and I'm going to give in and curse.

return a retort with a farting argument If you say so, you say so, and if you say so, you say so again.

And he stood... by the Jeanette.

Oh, d*mn it... ...I wonder why it's so calming... ...this place.

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