Chapter 189: 189 Later Tan 17 "Important" order

"I think it was so much fun to see good things".

Gilberta says cheerfully after Ukrinness leaves.

Gilberta is a military-style pantyhose, but a Natalia-style long-skirt server might suit her. I'd like to try it on.

"Mr. Jiro, please refrain from looking at women like 'I want you to take them off once.'"

"I was thinking a step further!"

"... "One step further!"

"No! I want to put on a dress like yours, Gilberta!"

"And... you want me to take it off!"

"I don't think so!"

Natalia's delusion of running in the direction of the day after tomorrow when she tries to catch him, scatters harmful rumors on me everywhere she goes. What a nuisance!

"Guys, would you like something sweet?"

"Oh, it's a cream puff. Can I have it?"

"Yes, I'd like to reward everyone for trying on the dress."

Jeanette gazed at me and spoke passionately.

Are you going to use it as an excuse?

Well... I'm telling you not to give me the product free of charge...

"And I also want Mr. Gilberta to know about the cakes of the 42 wards... well, the future customer expansion... well, that's right! Mr. Gilberta will spread word of mouth and the 35 wards may be interested in it, and, um...!"

"All right, all right. as a reward."

"Yes!"

Jeanette happily begins to hand out cream puffs when I give her permission.

You're the manager, so I could be more dignified... ...but I don't mean to waste it.

It's special this time.

"... Jillo. Coffee."

"Oh, did Magda put it in?"

"... well,"

a proud, snorting magda

You seem quite confident, but my judgment is harsh, isn't it?

I'm particular about coffee.

"Let's see..."

take a sip of Magda's coffee

"Huh!? It's delicious!"

The taste of Jeanette has been properly inherited.

It would be a big deal if the coffee-impossible magda had reproduced this taste.

"When did you master it, Magda?" That's great, you know."

"...hmm. Actually...."

Magda beckons with her hand beside her mouth.

When I approached him, he secretly told me this.

"... I haven't mastered it."

"... to?"

"...this coffee was made by the manager."

"What was your face like before?"

"...I thought Jiro would like Magda's dirty face. US>"Services"

Oh... It was a service, huh?

You really praised me for a second... Give me back my "suge."

Well, certainly Magda hasn't said 'I made it myself'. ...d*mn it! I was fooled.

"It's so good! This is my favorite taste, this is it says.

Gilberta says with a touch of excitement.

I filled my mouth with cream and ate it up in one bite. There's cream all over my mouth.

Don't eat it in one bite...

"Gilberta... Wipe it off."

"Huh? "Huh..."

No, no, no.

Who told me to breathe a sweet scent?

Wipe it!

"Oh, come on. Are you a child?"

"Oh, my God?"

Gilberta is as dirty as a three‐year-old.

There is no sign of notice when I point it out.

I feel like I'm going to wipe it off with the sleeves of my clothes if I teach them badly. ... well, he'd do that's what he'd do.

So I can't help but wipe my mouth with a dry cloth.

He's a pretty guy, isn't he? He's something I carry with me instead of a handkerchief.

"What are you doing, pal Jillo?"

"Because I'm wearing cream like a kid."

"Well, I can do that myself,"

"I can't trust you,"

"I am still in charge of the chief waiter of the lord's house,"

"Oh, was that so?"

Well, anyway. Lucia's preference must have oozed into the selection.

He's such a man as to give up his duties by prioritizing his feelings, saying, "I want to go hang out." There's no way I'm doing it right.

"Well, to suddenly touch a woman's lips... is she a playman, or is her friend Jiro..."

Woman...?

Oh, sorry. I forgot to look at you from that perspective.

It's so big, but somehow I don't feel like a woman... Rather than a woman... ...sister?

"...Yashiro has a tendency to take a big brotherly stance toward a certain woman."

"Hey, don't call it s*xuality, Magda!"

What's wrong with the character setting that made her younger sister's moe look more complicated. I don't have that attribute."Well, is it Jiro's habit?" Hey! I wipe my mouth too~"

"Oh, this store doesn't offer that kind of service."

"Don't say that,"

"Don't hold back,"

"That's all right, that's all right,"

"Aesthetics,"

"I'm sorry. I can't handle it anymore."

Don't give up, owner.

Be sure to discipline yourself and this head waiter. What?

"Oh, I'm so cowardly... I'll lick your cream, Natalia tampelo,'"

"But if I say that, you'll pull it?"

"Of course, it's a draw."

"You're a scary fellow," What's that insectivorous earring trap?'

When you get close to something that looks delicious, you'll get really tired.

I don't want to wipe my mouth and stare at criminals.

"... oh, the cream,"

"Today's cream puff is really fresh."

"Don't play with food, you two."

Again, magda and loretta with cream all around their mouths come close to each other.

Can't you eat normally?

"Yes, both of you," Don't waste your food?"

Jeanette scolds them in an admonishing tone. ...with cream on one's cheeks.

"... a desperate joke."

"Mr. Manager, when did you get there..."

"Oh? What do you mean?"

Jeanette's guy... That's natural, isn't it?

"It's not persuasive at all."

"What!"

Wipe the cream off your cheeks with your thumb and you'll hear a crazy voice.

They bring out this kind of sticky blob... That's natural.

"... the manager was wiped off."

"It's absolute breast discrimination. Gilbaechan's breasts are big too.I'm sure it's limited to E or higher."

Hey, Loretta. Don't spread any strange misinformation.

I didn't discriminate against you like that. for the present time.

And Gilbaechan.

"But it's actually hard, isn't it? Cream sticks out of my buttocks when I bite."

"What!? As soon as I ate it!"

"It's not mine! From the creamy butt! ... Don't look at my butt!"

I was gazing at Estella's tiny buttocks when she turned around.

Because they say the cream will stick out.

"In the town where I was, it was said that the cream wouldn't stick out if you put the bulging side down."

"Really? I'll try it."

I've seen such information online.

The Estella bites the cream puff, with the puffy side down as you're told.

The cream is pouring out at the same time.

"But after examining it, it wasn't so,"

"Tell me first, that's not the case!"

Put cream on the jaw, and Estella screams.

The dough in the bulging area must have been thinned out. It overflowed with force.

"Don't be so angry. It's the beauty of cream puffing out."

"...what's the real pleasure?"

"Look, don't move,"

"He......what?!?"

I'll wipe the cream with my thumb, as if I were picking an estella jaw.

"Ya, palms...!"

......yes.

It's kind of like a 'goat' ... you know, lifting the jaws up before you kiss them ... ... I'm not going to do that at all."

"I see. You mean 'my dessert is O Ma-e-Da-Ze.'"

"No, no, no!? No, Jillo, right?

It was just like a lobster running backward with a red face.

... Don't be shy, I'm getting angry.

"Ya, Jiro just took responsibility for what he said and wiped the cream!"

"... sloppy,"

"It's sloppy!"

Magda and Loretta flock to Estella like a hunt.

"...you don't have milk, but you're out of turn."

"Mr. Estella must be on this side! She has no milk!"

"You... will get angry at last?"

Supporters of the theory, which has been wiped out by breast discrimination, denounce irregular preferential treatment.

...so, I don't, breast discrimination. for the present time

"Is it a preferential treatment for natural girls?"

"... Magda is natural and cute."

"If Magdachy were natural, most people would be natural!"

"Before that... I'm not natural."

"Oh, well, I'm not either... you know?"

"""Shut up, natural two-top"""

"You're going to be so mean!""It's terrible, gentlemen!"

Estella was finally identified as Jeanette.

When I first met him, I thought he was a smart, alert fellow... ...but he still has a long way to go to see me.

But I'd like to say just one word.

"You guys, just make it milky."

"No!"

"... Estella is beautiful."

"I wish I could cultivate it..."

"There are many impossible things in the world,"

"Noisy, Magda, Natalia, Loretta!"

Estella barks because she doesn't understand the preciousness of natural things.

Absolutely deplorable. To despise natural things...

"May Estella have a curse on her breasts."

"Will you stop!"

"Yasilo, I can't be any worse."

"There is a possibility that he has already been cursed!"

"... a little hollowed out... ...horrible."

"Noisy, Natalia, Loretta, Magda! And Magda, there's not much difference!"

Estella barks when you squeal. No, that's not the fastest estella. It's Petagon, a suspension monster!

He's a lord... ...peaceful, 42 wards.

"I think the 42nd leg is amazing."

Gilberta snaps at the bustling crowd.

"You're always so excited about your breasts,"

"You're misleading people in other districts!? Everyone, please take care of yourself!"

Jeanette screams with a sense of crisis.

Perhaps soon, the 42 wards will be recognized as 'Omaiden Town.'

"By the way, Gilberta,"

"What is it, my brother, Jillo?"

"...will you stop, relatively seriously?"

This guy absorbs too much of everything. Takano tofu? You are...

"Where is the carriage parked?"

"A carriage?"

"You'll have time to go home, and you'd better head for the cab before dark?"

Since coming here, Gilberta has never said "I'm going home."

But it wouldn't be good to be too late. It's about time the sun began to set.

If we use a carriage now, we'll get to 35 wards at night.

"No, sir,"

"...what?"

"I walked here today."

"Walk!"

"I ran a little bit, actually."

"No, I don't care about it! What? Are you going to walk home?"

"That's what I'm going to do, I'm. Or rather, there's nothing I can do about it."

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Far from midnight, there is a possibility that the worst day will break.

"By the way... can you run fast?"

"More than a carriage? Ah, that's funny, my friend Jiro."

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!～.

"So what? Are you going to... stay?"

"No way. I can't trouble you so much at this store. I'm fine. I'm a bit accomplished in martial arts."

Well... I guess that's the case...

Why don't you go home alone in the middle of the night... you know, Gilberta's a little small. Speaking of height alone, I'm only as tall as Molly, the chief executive of the sugar factory.

...what? Molly is the chief executive, right?

"...Yasilo is showing his brother's character again.

"My brother has a disposition to be a big brother. I know very well."

"I don't know how to mix it all the way to Loretta. I don't have that nature or attribute."

It's just... I'm just a little curious.

"I can't help it," I'll take you there."

"What!? ...are you all right, Jillo?"

Estella peeks at me with a sour face.

"If you leave the Forty-second leg, the road will be pitch dark, and you'll be alone on your way home...?"

「…………」

It's easy to imagine.

It's impossible.

I'm going to cry if someone who's very reliable doesn't stay with me.

Magda.........don't fall asleep on the way.

It's not good to take Estella and Natalia with you.

Ask Delia... ...to involve someone who has nothing to do with it.

"Well, Mr. Jiro. If you don't mind Mr. Gilberta, why don't you stay?"

Jeanette says such a proposal, perhaps because she couldn't stand to see me stiffening.

The word 'night' brightens Gilberta's face. though…

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"That's impossible,"

"I think so, Jeanette,"

It's impractical.

"Gilberta is the lord of the Thirty-Fifth Ward, Lucia's favourite chief waiter, and he has come all the way here today without notice." I can't keep him dark."I'm afraid Lucia will get mad if I don't send her back quickly.

Even if I have no fault, I feel like they will blame me perfectly. I'm sure it will happen.

If I don't manage to send it back by the end of the day...

"My friend Jiro..."

When I was thinking about how to send Gilberta back and whether there is a motorcycle service in this world, wouldn't I make a fortune? Then Gilberta called my name with a serious look on his face.

"When it comes to the crunch... ...I'll do it."

Grabbing her little hand tightly, Gilberta muttered, staring me straight in the eye.

"... Mr. Lucia,"

`Don't say too many things!'

"Do" doesn't mean "Sap" in "Pesticide", right? No!

They're all coming down on me, so be careful what you say, seriously!

Well, his belief that 'friends are the most important thing' is a little dangerous... should I make some modifications?'

"Gilberta, I'm your friend, and you value your friend more than anything else, right?"

"I think so, I said.

"Then you will listen to me more than your mother?"

"Of course, I think,"

"Then, "Take care of your friends next to your lord."

"Lord... after Lucia...?"

"Yes,"

This will keep us on friendly terms while carrying out our duties faithfully.

"But then,"

Put your index finger on your lips and make a little thoughtful gesture.

Then he looks at me with a serious look on his brow.

"In a day or two, I will give my friend Jiro to the Blood Festival."

"...yes. Lucia probably gives that kind of order... you know, we'll just be flexible there..."

"Yes?"

"No, you know the word, don't you? Or know it." Remember now."

"Forced Translation Magic" should not be a word that cannot be translated.

There is no way that "flexibility" and "paiotsu" are equal.

"Well, why don't you do it like this?"

Jeanette gives a big smile on her face with a pop of hands.

He looks like he has a good idea, but... well, Jeanette would say, "Why don't you take care of everyone as much?"

But that would make it impossible to tell which way Gilberta would run wild. I can say it's a dangerous instruction.

If you don't give them instructions that they can give you a moderate degree of superiority or inferiority without being taught by anyone...

Jeanette says in a very natural tone to me, feeling uneasy.

"Why don't you take care of Mr. Gilberta in the order in which you think he is important?"

"...Is it important? I want to ask if it's for me."

"Yes,"

In order of importance, Gilberta looked as if the scales had fallen out of his eyes, like a revolution witnessing a person whose values had been turned upside down.

You can decide the order of the important things yourself????

I've just noticed this obvious thing.

"Oh, I think that's great! Then I won't have to worry about leaving my loved ones behind, too! Genius, my friend Jeanette!"

Gilberta grabbing Jeanette's hands and swinging them up and down.

Jeanette looks a little troubled because Gilberta is so excited and happy.

"I'll put my friend Jeanette's opinion first as much as possible!"

"Oh, um... yes." Moderate, please."

"Let's sleep together today, my friend Jinette! With me!"

"Yes......what?!?"

At the same time that Jeanette understood Gilberta's words and hardened, my thoughts stopped.

...what? Do you want to sleep with me?

"I'm excited to stay here for the first time!"

"No, wait, Gilberta!"

Should you return to the Thirty-Fifth Ward at once, if you care for those who are dear to you?"

It's important, Lucia!? You're the one who should risk your life!?

"The most important thing for me, for me. That's what my mother and Lucia said."

"Well, that's the case..."

"So I'll give priority to what I want to do".

"Think about the trouble around you, what!"

"Of course, I am thinking,"

"Somewhere!"

"I'm sorry. I'm still thinking about it."

"Not just what you think, but what!"

I don't know... I might have awakened something ridiculous.

What is this low-key bigot...

I can't speak badly in front of him. It's getting more and more cumbersome.

Moreover, it seems that once the version is upgraded, it can't be restored.

"I want to sleep in a river! My friend Jiro and my friend Jeanette!"

"What!?"

Jeanette screams strangely.

But if you look at it alone, it seems like a great proposition.

Jeanette and Gilberta It feels like an omnidirectional low-resilience mattress, sandwiched between two large breasts...

"I want to sleep in the middle!"

Are you in the middle?

"... Gilberta. That's not permitted."

"Yes!"

Magda and Loretta raise their voices of protest.

"...Magda should do it first."

"I've never done it either! I'll keep the order!"No, you guys were after me, too... you gotta pinch me anyway.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, wow, I'm an al-Vistan... oh, that's not the case."

Jeanette glances at me.

My ears turn red as soon as my eyes meet.

"Well, um... ...today... ...no, that's not it."

"That's too bad for me, I'm afraid.

Loretta nods triumphantly to Gilberta, who is depressed.

...or rather, "today" is... ...you'd expect it.

Well, that doesn't mean I'm going to lose my head or be happy.

That's not it. It's what we call an "adult response." I'm not the one to take verbal promises.

"Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze?"

"You are easy to understand, Jiro..."

I don't know what's easy to understand at all. I just chewed it up a little. That's hard to say, Gilberta. I can't come out at once.

I'll never say, "Huck, Gilberta!" It's a phrase that's hard to get used to. That's why I can't help biting you, right?

......this book.

It's not the time to do that.

If Gilberta is not sent home early, it could be the worst diplomatic issue.

Shall we try to persuade him seriously?

"Look, Gilberta. Think about it calmly...

".........are you mad? My friend, Jiro."

"... Uh, no... I'm not angry..."

I can't do it.

I don't like this atmosphere and that expression. I feel like I'm oppressing you.

But that doesn't mean we can spoil them...

"... Jillo. Leave this to me."

"My brother's personality is too strong for this kind of thing. It's kind of sweet."

"Well... I see. Now, please."

I can't help but say...

I'd be grateful if Magda and Loretta could persuade me well.

Girls might do better, so let's leave it to them.

"... Gilberta,"

"The Tiger's Daughter."

"I want you to listen to me for a moment."

"Oh......well..."

"It's Loretta!? I don't mind giving you a hundred steps and being the daughter of a hamster!"

As expected, Gilberta has more absorptivity than Koyadofu.

I've already learned the right way to deal with Loretta. an insult to be reckoned with.

"... Gilberta. I understand why you want to prioritize fun."

"Yes, I understand very well. If possible, I want to work with a demon sausage every day. I also want to have the right to let go of my business when I have a lively conversation with customers."

"... Loretta, shut up."

"What!? Did you get in trouble?"

"...and do your job right,"

"Whoa!? This is a more serious tone than before. I'm scared of my eyes! It's not like Paula's yelling!"

Magda is strict with her work.

Loretta, however, never skips. They just tend to be a little too busy in the course of their duties. It's so lively that I and Magda get a little angry... ...yes. Remove the grain, Magda.

"…I don't deny my desire to do something fun. But there are rules in the world that must be followed."

so

Man must work.

If you indulge in the pleasures of the moment and give up what you have to do, you'll be ruined.

That's what Magda is trying to teach her.

"...the letter of the river is magda." I can't give it up."

"I recommend that!?"

What? What did you want to teach me? Like the order!?

`And I want to sleep in the 'skin'!'

"At least three of us can't do it!"

What kind of translation do you do? What did you say originally, "Forced Translation Magic!"

"And I'm the one to follow..."

"Natalia, you shut up,"

The owner handled all the selfish blobs on the other side of the ring.

That's great, Estella. Please discipline yourself properly like that.

"I think we should keep it, in order,"

"...I thought Gilberta would understand."

"That's great. Gilbae! Sometimes patience is important."

"Then I'll stay for three nights,"

......what?

「…………」

「…………」

Gilberta, full of feelings of "I've told you so!" and Magda and Loretta, in contrast, look back at me like "Oh my gosh, it's gotten worse...?"

... Gilberta. Where are your thoughts going?"Ah, Mr. Jiro. Outside...

Jeanette, who approached me softly, looked out the window.

The sky was already quite dark. Oh, I can't do it anymore.

"... Estella,"

"Well... I had a feeling that somehow,"

Estella and I lowered our shoulders almost at the same time and exchanged glances of embarrassment.

Well, what? I'm sure you're the only one who can share this feeling.

Forty‐two wards, for better or for worse, are too quiet.

We're worried about our troubles, aren't we?

"Can I ask you to help me?"

"First of all, I'll have Natalia write to me again, and then I'll see her to-morrow with sincerity . . ."

"Ah... there's only about a 20% chance that I'll be forgiven."

"Huh. Do you think it's double digits?"

Passion will be inevitable.

But it would be impossible to send him home when he has come this far. get off at midnight

You can't overlook it as expected. No matter how strong Gilberta may be.

"Then it's just to-night,"

"Thank you, friend Jiro! I did! I got permission from my friend Jiro!"

"Good job, Mr. Gilberta,"

"I'm glad I did it because my friend Jeanette suggested it! Thank you, I am!"

Jeanette and Gilberta jump hand in hand and hand in hand.

... Oh, my. Tomorrow is going to be a tumultuous day. It's the day Lucia calls me, and I can't run away."

"But there is no word for it,"

"I understand that, I'll keep it in order, I'll keep it in order."

"...and today Magda,"

"That's next time,"

`...wow,'

I wonder if the three of us can get along well when Gilberta is staying.

"Ginnette, get me a bed for Gilberta."

"Yes. Leave it to me."

"... does Gilberta use an empty room?"

"Well, shall I ask you to do so?"

"... well, Magda's going to get ready.

"Really? Then, please do it."

As soon as Gilberta decides to stay, Magda begins to prepare the room, and Loretta looks next to her, "I hope I'll stay here today too."

"Wait a minute, my friend Jeanette and her friends."

But Gilberta stops Magda trying to move.

Then, with Jeanette's hand in his hand, he gazes at Jeanette.

It's as if you're begging me...

"I like it with my friend Jinet".

Or rather, he seemed to be begging for it.

Jeanette couldn't refuse to look at me like that...

"All right. Please use my bed."

He answered so without any particular pretense of thought.

I'm thinking... maybe I'll ask you something like that.

"... a Jeanette bed... can I use it?"

Gilberta gazed passionately at Jeanette's chest.

a ginet bed ...yes, it's a low rebound and it feels really good.

"What!? This isn't a bed!"

"It's so nice to sleep".

"That's not the case!"

"Jinette! I want to use Jinette's bed, too!"

"Mr. Jiro, please confess!"

Why am I the only one?　

That's unreasonable! I'm going to cry!? I'm going to cry!?

"Yes, all right, let's sleep in the same bed."

"Okay! I wanted to do that since I was young!"

I wanted to try it, too! Since I was in puberty!

"Then we'll be back," I'll have to write a letter."

"I will arrange for it to be delivered to-night,"

"Oh, don't ask, both of you."

drive Estella to the exit

"You have a lot of troubles on your back, don't you?"

"You jump in from over there,"

It's not the mascot of Edo Village.

You're not going to jump at me, are you?

"Anyhow, I sincerely hope nothing more troublesome will come in."

I'm heading to 35 wards first thing in the morning tomorrow... I hope you'll rest peacefully tonight.

and it was God who wouldn't grant me even such a little wish."

The loud hoofs and wheels echoed from afar, and tonight's largest and most troublesome guests came to the Yodamari-tei.

"Let Gilberta go home!"

It was Lucia, the lord of the Thirty-Fifth Ward, who opened the door with the look of an ogre.

... you guys should know your place a little more. What?

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