Chapter 174: 174 Later Tan 2 Flowers, words and love

"Oh, my dear lady. Come here.........many...

Milly, whose expression brightened up at the sight of me, looks confused at the large army coming behind me.

Well, it can't be helped.

Me, Theron, Jeanette, Magda, Loretta, Estella, Estella together, Imelda, and somehow Umaro and Becko, casually to Norma.

There are eleven in all.

"... any party today?"

"Well, well... I guess that's the case when it comes to parties..."

Most of them are just horsemen.

The day after Theron approached me for advice.

We came to Milly to buy a bouquet of flowers to propose to Wendy, but where did we hear the story, even the unnecessary ones, follow her?

"Oira, I'll use it as a reference in case of emergency."

"I'm sorry, too.

I don't think you guys will come at that time of need.

"Well, Theron," It's kind of increasing... Are you all right?"

As expected, there are too many galleries to get in the way, so I check with Theron.

"No. I'm sure I'll be able to do it if all these people watch over me."

He replied positively.

Then, with a slightly troubled smile, Theron points to his foot.

"... to be honest, I'm afraid I'll run away."

Theron's feet were trembling with jerks.

Well, how cute!

If I were an older sister in her thirties, she would be making you a pet without hesitation. support (him) for (to him).

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Millie is looking up at Theron with her big eyes shining brightly.

Theron seemed to be already hungry, and he had answered the question in a straightforward manner.

"Yes, I'm going to tell you how much I want to tell you."

"Oh...! Wonderful... Mr. Wendy, I'm sure you'll like it!"

"I hope so,"

`Never! Never! Never!'

Milly rolls up her sleeves and tries to make a lump out of her thin white arms. ...well, I haven't made it at all. That's right.

`I'll make you a special bouquet!'

The soul of a florist burns up.

Milly's craftsmanship seems to have caught fire. His eyes are shining further.

"Millie, you're very excited."

Jeanette says with a smile as she moves briskly around and struggles in front of the flowers.

She looks like an older sister watching over her hard‐working sister.

"By the way, what kind of bouquet do you like as a girl?"

"He?"

It was a casual question, but Jeanette froze after a brief sound.

Huh? Is it bugged?

When a cat kicked a Fami-Con, the screen froze like this... Did you get kicked?

I looked into Jeanette's face, which suddenly stopped moving, and the moment we met, Jeanette's face turned red. I felt like it exploded lightly.

"... well, I'm... ...anything... ...I'm glad... ...but...!"

Suddenly, Jeanette's whole body turns vermilion and her eyes begin to moisten.

Then mutter in a faint voice like a mosquito.

"...if you have any thoughts, and then..."

Really

What do you think...

No, yes.

Looking at Jeanette's attitude, you can see what she thinks and what she misunderstood.

But I dare not touch it!

Don't touch it!

... yes, d*mn it! have a hot face

"Well, why don't you tell me for your information!?"

"Sae, Saeron!? Oh, right! Saeron's reference, right?

My voice turned upside down in places.

But why don't we do that because Genet is the same? It's even.

This game, draw!

"Oh, hey, Imelda. What kind of bouquet would you like?"

At times like this, it's a big strategy to expand your target and say, "It didn't mean anything special!"

I just listened to it lightly until Milly's work was over.

So let's get Imelda involved.

"Oh? Are you going to choose a bouquet when you propose to a viper?"

"No. No, it's not."

Ah! I can deny it completely.

"Oh, I can't get along with you said.

Jokingly, Imelda puffs up her cheeks.

Come to think of it, I wonder if Imelda is used to receiving bouquets of flowers? If she approaches them in this kind of atmosphere, they'll take it as a joke. I feel like I've been shown off my daughter's social skills.

"Well... I like white flowers, so I use white as the base... with passionate red flowers."

As he says so, Imelda picks up flowers in front of the shop and completes the bouquet efficiently.

"I like this kind of feeling,"

"Wow! Pretty, Imelda!"

"Of course,"

"The flowers,""...was it necessary to emphasize that?"

"Well, don't worry about it. There is no ill will in Jeanette's words."

"...I know,"

Naturally, the bouquet that Imelda created was beautiful, so Jeanette didn't say anything wrong...but I guess it was a little bit of a bad time. Imelda seems to have been slightly shocked.

"Oh, you're so pretty."

Estella approaches her smile when she notices a bouquet of flowers made by Imelda.

"Flower".

"That's a load of malice,"

"I know,"

Imelda reveals her antagonism to the smirking Estella.

You guys are still on bad terms.

"Why don't you make a bouquet that suits you, Estella?"

Natalia, who probably had plenty of time on her hands, makes such a proposal to Estella.

The usual Estella may just say "no," but Imelda has made a beautiful bouquet of flowers, and you can't just shy away here.

"Well, then I'll show you. my aesthetic sense."

"Oh, Oira, too!"

"Well, my man,"

"...it's funny, it'

"Oh, this ought to be a ride.

For some reason, even unrelated people announced their participation one after another, and began to search for flowers at the florist's discretion.

Buy me the flowers you used?"

"What are you going to do with Jeanette and Norma?"

"I won't,"

"I'll give up on you, too," If it's a flower to decorate your house, Milly should choose... and if it's a flower like that... the other man should choose...."

Jeanette, let alone Norma, is a "I want to dye your colors!" person. Well, that's the idea, isn't it?

"I thought Jeanette would like these things."

"Yes, I like to fiddle with flowers. --but."

scratch one's cheek with a shy smile

Such a shameful maidenly gesture adds a touch of loneliness.

"...when it comes to flowers that suit me... ...I don't know much about myself."

Jeanette is still repenting of her childhood mistakes.

Perhaps they hesitate to express themselves with beautiful flowers.

Jeanette has a habit of underestimating herself.

If so, some day. I'll make a perfect bouquet for Jeanette.

Like the sun, a bouquet of flowers perfect for Jeanette's smile.

"What'said he.

"Mr. Jiro!"

give a headbutt to the wall

What am I thinking about?

Aren't you feeling a little too relaxed these days?

Is it a peach-colored tie-hoon's head?

Let's make it more refreshing!

I haven't completely forgiven myself for quitting being a swindler.

Not yet... Not yet...

I won't let you be happy until I can forgive you!

I have a lot more work to do.

More like this... more like this.

Until then, no!

"Mr. Jiro... Are you all right?"

"Oh! I'm completely awake! I'm all right!"

"But the blood..."

"Don't worry! If you spit like this, you'll get better!"

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

"You don't have to!"

No, no, Mr. Jeanette. You're so devoted!?

On a day when your forehead is smashed, you'll be smacking the two big bulges you'll find in front of you. It's barter... ...both of which are beneficial to me.

"It's done!"

It was Loretta who raised his voice first.

"Look at the bouquet I made! The theme is 'Burning Love'!"

It was a passionate bouquet based on red roses.

"Oh, Loretta!"

"What do you think, brother?"

"Very ordinary!"

"Why!"

No, because... a bouquet of red roses for a proposal... isn't it a good idea?

"Is it like eating at a restaurant with a beautiful night view and saying, 'Cheers to your eyes?'"

"Oh my gosh! What's that? It's so romantic! It's so pretty!"

Yeah... the smell of the bubble economy is amazing, but it's kind of biting...

"...Yasilo. I made Magda, too."

Muham pushes away the writhing Loretta and Magda comes with a small bouquet of flowers.

With round flowers at the center, the flower bouquet with a very pop finish was really magda-like, but it was still a stylish finish with a glimpse of some mature expression.

"...please give Magda the same sort of guy as before."

"A guy like before?"

`...'Cheers with yolk and white,'

"It's an egg, isn't it?

Neferry would be very pleased with it.

...I was just joking, but Magda was staring at me.Magda with these stubborn eyes will never break and never give way.........it can't be helped.

I picked up Magda's bouquet, hid it behind my back, and grabbed Magda's arm.

"I arrest you,"

Then he hugged Magda and thrusts a bouquet in front of his face.

"...took my heart away."

「…………」

......yes. It's good enough for me to do it, but I wonder if you can stop talking. die of shame

"...."

Is that so?

"...no one is telling me to do all I can."

My little arm pushed me and Magda, whose face was covered with flowers, ran away like a bolt.

......no, no. I'm not doing my best at all. Rather, on a practical level...

"Here... Mr. Jiro. Even for the vampire..."

"The interesting proposal show of Oba Yashiro has just ended."

"'What!'"

cried Estella and Natalia, and Norma, who had earlier said she would not make a bouquet. Hey, Norma. What are you casually making a bunch of flowers? Don't play with me.

If we don't get rid of these things early on, we'll end up doing them to everyone. It's a rule of thumb I've learned.

`...huh!' I'm sorry."

I saw Jeanette holding some flowers in her hand.

... Well, you know... ...it's not like first come first served.

"It's like a stereotype that's famous in my hometown, and if I do that seriously, it's a proposal that makes me laugh."

"Is that so? I think it was quite a touching line."

Really, Estella?

Are you okay with that?

"And you'd jump out in front of a fast-moving carriage and say, 'I'm not going to die!'

"What? You won't die if you get hit? Are you bragging about your strength?"

"No, he won't be run over!"

"Then you're sure you won't die,"

... Yeah, this is unpopular.........I don't know.

"And are you done, bouquet?"

"Well... I wish I could get a little more red."

Estella, with a bluish bouquet in her hand, catches her eye on the red leaves of Natalia.

"Natalia! What's that red flower?"

"It looks like a leaf,"

"Leaves?"

"It seems so. Well, the name is... "Poissetia."

"Is that really the name!"

"That's too bad, Mr. Estella," It seems to be a plant that you can't buy."

"I've never heard of a plant that's not flat!"

big and small milk arguing over poinsettia

But this city still lacks a sense of the season.

Poinsettia is something you can only see at a certain time in Japan.

Well... it's a season of rialing!

I don't feel the need for couples to flirt with each other to celebrate a foreign celebrity's birthday!

"Ugh! I'm afraid it's a good job!"

"Oira, you've made your own work!"

"Milly~ Is it almost done?"

"Yes! It's done!"

Okay, let's go see it!

"I want you to be a little interested!"

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`I had a faint feeling that this would happen!'

I'm not interested in the flower arrangement between Ossan and his wife.

"I tried to express the cuteness of the magda tongue overflowing!"

Yes, reject it.

I'm not interested.

"I have tried to express Mr. Norma's wild boob... oh, it's hot!"

Becko is wriggling around the ground and Norma is spinning the flue.

To my great regret, the bouquet of flowers representing Norma's little interest had been ruthlessly dismantled by Norma's hand and returned to each pretty flower.

"...let Regina look into your head once."

Well... I think it's going to get worse if I show it to Regina.

Norma gives a disdainful cold stare at Becko, smacking a pipe into her hand.

Well, it seems to be a reward for a particular person... I'm glad to hear that, Becko. Lucky luck!

"Oh... this is beautiful,"

In Theron's voice, our eyes are fixed on the bouquet Milly made.

"Wow..."

"Well..."

"Well..."

A breath of admiration breaks out from here and there.

Well... I'm sure this is...

"It's beautiful..."

Jeanette muttered.

Putting his hands close to his mouth, he gazed at the bouquet with sparkling eyes.

The white, yellow and pale pink flowers are beautifully arranged as if they were butterflies fluttering through a field of flowers, expressing Wendy's purity and brightness.

If you look closely, heart-shaped flowers are introduced here and there, giving you a feeling of overflowing love.

Milly... Don't do it!

"I'd rather have this, Vaxi,"

"Me, too,"

`Me too!'

No, you guys. You were making your own bouquet, right?

Was it a complete defeat before professional work?"What Oira wanted to make was that kind of guy!"

`I'm afraid!'

What you wanted to make and what you could make are two different things. an all‐too‐nothing trap

"Oira, when you propose, I'll ask Milly to do it."

`I'm afraid!'

No, that's why you guys can't do it.

First of all, I won't let you do it.

I'll do my best to disturb you.

"What do you think?"

"It's wonderful, Milly! I've never seen such a beautiful bouquet!"

"Well... I'll be glad to hear that,"

A smile comes to Milly's face, which looked uneasy.

I wonder if he felt any uneasiness.

If anyone complains about this bouquet, his sensitivity is more strange. Sticking insects suit you.

"Wendy is sure to like it, too.

"Well, good luck, Seron,"

"Yes!"

Milly pushes her back, and Theron nods refreshingly.

Well, I've done a lot of things that have nothing to do with it, but... I'm finally going to propose.

Ceron, you've got to decide exactly decide.

"Well, shall we go?"

"Well, hero!"

Theron stops me trying to start with the momentum.

You won't say you're not ready, right?

He's timid.

"May I come to Mr. Neferry's before I go to the meeting-place?"

"Neferry's?"

"Yes,"

"Are you still short of bullshit?"

"No, no! No, I don't... I have something I want to get..."

All I want to get is eggs at the Neferry.........oh.

"... Theron, you're not going to... 'Cheers with yolk and white,' are you?"

"Shock!? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."

As expected!?

What? Did you look at the series and think, 'This is it!'?　

What? Are you stupid?

`I'm not trying to do the 'yolk and white' one!'

Choose "In Your Eyes" even if you yield a million steps!

"Anyhow, don't do that," --you'll burn yourself."

"Isn't it a raw egg? Is it just boiled?"

"I don't know where you're surprised, but don't do it for free!"

"... a fee, I see."

"No, I don't mean 'I can't do it for free' ... oh, that's enough. Just don't do it."

in danger

If I hadn't done well, their marriage would have been broken off because of me.

"Then... "I'll arrest you!"

"Why don't you stop there, too.

I have no intention of bringing the culture of trendy dramas to the 42 wards!

I'd be very happy if the body contestant would make you wriggle on the platform!

"Forget the two anyway." Is that all right?"

"Well, yes... there must be some deep reason for the hero to say so."

Hey!

It's just, 'It's cold, so don't do it.'

"Well, I'll make a proposal in another language.

"'What's wrong with you'... but don't do that."

"…………………………………………………………What!?"

"A few drawers, you!"

I'm always making bricks, so that's where I get clumsy!

You don't have to look cool, just do it!

"Yasilo, you're in trouble. If you don't go, you'll be late!"

"I wonder if it's impossible to have the other person wait to propose to you... ...let's hurry up to the meeting place."

Theron heads to the meeting place, from which we will be waiting a little further.

Of course, Wendy must not perceive our existence.

The action is swift and prudent.

"You know, Theron," Think of another word before you get to the meeting place."

"Well, yes... I'll try."

I'm a little uneasy, but... what you need to propose is not rhetoric, but a sincere heart.

If you get your feelings across to the other person, it's sure to work.

Believing that, we headed for the meeting place.

The meeting place was on a small hill on the way to Becko's house.

It's a somewhat romantic place with a fine view and a field of flowers that bees play in the distance. One drawback is that Becko lives in the neighborhood.

When Wendy arrived at the meeting place, she had not come yet.

It looks like we've made it in time.

"Well, good luck!"

"Yes!"

Leaving Theron behind, we hide in the grass nearby.

"Will it work?"

Jeanette prays with a troubled face.

It's as if you're worried about yourself.

Shall I get rid of some anxiety?

"It's all right, isn't it? There's a bouquet of flowers that Milly made for me."

"That's true...Jeanette tears her face at the sight of the wonderful bouquet.

"Shh! Be quiet, everyone! I think Wendy is here."

Estella, who was watching the street, quietly sends a messenger.

As she said, Wendy walks lightly up the hill.

She's still dressed in black today, but her expression doesn't make her look gloomy.

The large brim hat gives off a ladyly feminine look.

"Theron!"

"Hello, Wendy,"

"I'm sorry," Have you kept me waiting?"

"No, I've just come, too."

"(All right, throw stones together!"

"(No!? What are you trying to do?")

Estella takes hold of me with an affordable pebble.

Yes, let go! Can't we just let go of a couple who are as fresh as those pictures? No, we can't!

"(I'll wait and see to it that the proposal is successful!")

"(...all right)"

I'll put up with it only today.

Theron and Wendy were standing talking.

You must have met me yesterday... Are you so happy to see me again after a few hours?

They both wanted to unleash a happy aura in all directions.

"(Oh... there's some unfortunate aura oozing out of my brother...!"

"(Loretta, don't look at it.) be engulfed by negative forces)

Estella tries to guide the hordes well and isolate me.

Becko and Womaro were placed between me and the girls. ......it's unpleasant.

"And then, Theron," What's the story?"

Therons also took action when the Operation Obayashiro Petit was completed.

Wendy broached the subject.

Well, I guess you've noticed that... you want me to speak up.

... say it quickly and finish it quickly.

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

"Well, actually... I want to tell you what I want to give you."

Says Theron, a little stuck in words.

I'm going to say it at last.

Make up your mind, Theron!

"Oh, this!"

"Well... beautiful..."

When Theron offered her a bouquet of flowers, Wendy gazed at it enraptured for a moment, and smiled broadly as she received it.

"Thank you Theron," I'm very glad."

It was the shining smile of a girl in love.

"Well, so...."

Crunchy, tense Theron chokes, almost as if he could hear us swallowing far away.

With a deep breath, Theron burst open his eyes.

Shall we go?

"Wendy!"

The girls gasp in the grass.

Everyone is holding their mouths and staring forward at Therons.

In the face of such a passionate stare, Theron jumped.

...Jump?

Then he spread out his arms and screamed at Wendy.

"I won't die!"

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......you idiot!

Why did you choose that?

Oh my gosh! Why didn't I include this in the banned word then?

The proposal that I saw for the first time in a different world has a feeling of visibility!?

Theme songs and things like that are starting to play in your brain on their own!?

You're Nanida Tetsuya!?

I can't do this...

I thought, perhaps, that Wendy would be dumbfounded. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Ugh,"

Wendy nodded happily, with a warm smile like the sun breaking through a tree.

And...

"Live a long life and stay with me forever." Theron,"

He put his arm around Theron's neck and kissed him gently on the cheek.

......what?

...success?

Uh......is this all right?

"(...good job...Mr. Theron)"

`...that's strange...that's a man...that's why I'm crying...'

Yeah... Jeanette and Estella are crying...

Loretta and Norma are holding their mouths in their throats, and... they're going to cry like crazy, aren't they?

"(...for your information)"

"(I, too)

Oh, oh, look at it. Use it as a reference and make a big splash!

...huh!

Is this all right, Theron's proposal?

From an objective point of view, it doesn't seem like the intention to get married has been conveyed...

And maybe we'll have to start over somewhere else......

By then, I think we'll need to educate that handsome man with few drawers......

A pleasant wind blows through, and the couple, surrounded by flowers and sunlight, smile happily.

I guess I'm the only one who feels kind of gloomy.

Anyway... we must do our best to prevent this from going viral."(...what? Come to think of it... where's Magda?"

I looked around, but I couldn't see Magda.

--at that time in the Yodamari-tei...

"……………… Whoo!"

There was a thumping noise and a satisfied breath of Magda coming from Magda's room.

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