Chapter 194: 194 Later Tan 22 Nostalgic scenery

I have never experienced a period of high economic growth, but if I were to talk about it in terms of the impression I received from movies, I would imagine that there was a townscape with that atmosphere.

an old wooden wall or row of sparsely built houses The bare earth road is bumpy.

"I miss you, dear,"

"It's a strange thing, anchovy. I think so, too."

Lucia agrees with me with a retrospective look at the streets lined with scattered houses.

I wonder if this town used to be the mainstream.

Gently, Lucia puts her hand to the wooden pillars on the road.

a telegraph pole?

There's no electric wire, but there's something like a wooden telegraph pole standing up and down. I've heard that it's a place where insects who can fly can relax. ...there's a guy who can fly.

"Only a limited number of people, such as the Chow and Dragonfly races,"

Lucia says somewhat lonelyly.

His face looked as if he had said, "I'd like to jump around with you if I could."

"In the scorching heat, there will be countless Gengibothals parked on this pillar, and it will shine a beautiful light."

"Oh... a firefly?"

I honestly thought that it must be a beautiful sight.

I remember the countless fireflies I once saw on the river with my stable masters.

The river in the neighborhood where the delicious gori lived was very beautiful. There were a lot of fireflies every year, too.

"Well... it's kind of irritating. I can't believe we're on good terms."

"You're really happy,"

"Out of the way,"

Lucia shrugs off her shoulders. Is it a friend?

Somehow, the slow passage of time here makes it so. Lucia has kept a calm look on her face.

There's no way... I suddenly get the illusion that I can hear even a tofu shop trumpet.

"Do you like this place, pal Jiro?"

On the other side of Lucia, Gilberta peeps in and asks.

Well, that's right. If you ask me if I like it...

"You like him," It's kind of calming me down."

"Well, I'm glad to hear that. Actually, my birthplace is near here."

Now Gilberta seems to be living in Lucia's mansion, but is his family home around here?

Isn't it strange that these are areas where many insects live?

"If you don't mind, I'll invite my friend, Jiro, to my birthplace."

Is it the house where Gilberta was born?

I'm a little interested. If you're going to call me, you might want to go and see me.

"I'd love to introduce you to my parents. As a friend who will be with you forever."

...what?

You know, Gilberta... You call me a mate, don't you?

"... Jillo. You're not a guy..."

Estella. Would you mind not looking down on me like, "You know what, you...?"

I wouldn't have said anything.

"Anchovy... You..."

No, so, Lucia. Lucia. Would you mind not looking at me with murderous eyes like, "If you touch me with a finger, I'll make you feel bad?"

I didn't say anything.

"Oh, uh... Mr. Jiro..."

Jeanette... Don't even look at me with anxious eyes like, "Are you going to leave the Yodamari-tei by any chance?" . . . . . .

"Gilberta, I'd love to go and see you. with Jeanette."

As you say, grab Jeanette's elbow and pull her towards you.

As we lined up, Gilberta nodded with an even happier smile.

"Yes! I think we're the happiest together!"

This guy has no particular intentions or secret feelings behind his words.

I want to cherish my first friends. That's all.

Don't make a fuss about yourself.

"Well, I mean, take another day off."

"Yes, I'm looking forward to it."

His expression of uneasiness is all over the place, and he's always excited about his plans to visit his friend's house.

"Oh... but if this continues, it's bad for Magda and others..."

In fact, Magda and Loretta were quite lonely.

When this matter is over, you may take good care of yourself.

I'm going to let you be a little spoiled, too. a little bit

"No, we're going to have lunch for adults next time, right? We're going to build a special facility in Central Square."

"Yes. There seems to be a vacancy in the main street, and we're going to use it for a limited time."

After the big eatery, a special venue was set up on the main street of 42 wards for adult lunch for about a week after the street gate calmed down, but as soon as the sales period ended, there was a flood of calls for the resumption of the lunch.

Even now, it seems that the Estella still receives the application form by the unit of ten.

That's why there's a plan to sell adult lunches again.

"If adult lunches are offered, customers will go there, and adult lunches also have the taste of Yodamari-tei. It would be all right if you could put up with it for a little while."

"Well, that means..."

"Why don't we take a break somewhere and go hang out together?"

Jeanette's face sparkles at the suggestion.

"Yes! I'm sure it'll be fun." Magda and Loretta will be happy, too."

If you give them a notice in advance, they'll be satisfied.

"Then I would like you to see the flower gardens in the thirty-five wards."

"Well, let Magda and Loretta drink the nectar of the flower garden."

"Yes. You both love sweets, so I'm sure you'll like them."For Jeanette, Magda and Loretta are working companions and are now like family. I want to please the two of them.

For that reason, I'm willing to stay away from the store.

Jeanette's heart, once bound by the Yangtang Pavilion, was liberated in a good way.

Perhaps he has come to realize that spending time with Magda and Loretta is indispensable for Yodamari-tei.

That's much better than running a restaurant out of obligation.

"Hey, anchovy."

"Yes,"

Lucia with a stern face interrupts my vision as I look at Jeanette smiling softly. ...your face is close.

"Are those Magda and Loretta human beings?"

I'll hear that again... you, get rid of that habit. That's disgusting.

"...they're both of a race of beasts." The Torahs and the Hamsters."

"Are you a girl or a cute girl?"

You got even the worst question!?

"I was in the shop when you came. A little expressionless girl and an average girl."

"Oh, those two! Good! I'll be with you."

"Come on! You work!"

Please refrain from showing your true intentions!

Oh, you've got too much to play with, the lord and his chief waiter!?

"If you don't like to be with me, don't come, snarl!"

"It's my plan!"

How self-centered are you!

"If you're going to leave me alone, I won't introduce you to the Swans!"

"You were the first to meet him! Let him meet you responsibly there!"

I don't like it anymore, nobleman!

Do you think the world revolves around you?!

"Don't talk back! You may not know, but the world must revolve around me!"

I thought it was real!?

Or does Lucia believe in geocentric theory, or is this also a playful free translation of Forced Translation Magic?

"Mr. Jiro, if Lucia joins us, we may find it difficult to cause problems. and the people of the Thirty-Fifth Ward have great respect for Lucia."

Jeanette follows Lucia's selfishness. …but…

Hey, Jeanette.

Above all, this guy is likely to take the initiative in causing trouble. I'm sure it will happen.

"That's a good thing to say,"

Lucia praises Jeanette with a triumphant look.

As for Jeanette, despite this pompous compliment, she was ashamed to express her shyness.

"Unlike the anchovies there, you seem to have good sense." As expected, Jeanette is a breast."

"Did the name take root?"

Jeanette makes a strenuous protest at the name that would have definitely come from Gilberta.

What a shame, Jeanette. I don't think the lord here had any good sense.

Milly and Wendy, by the way, were talking passionately about the nectar of the flower garden during this lively conversation.

Or rather, Milly was bombarding Wendy with questions. It was just like digging everywhere, and I thought it was going to be troublesome over there.

Well, Wendy looked happy with some wry smile, so it wouldn't be a problem.

Milly can get excited too.

Estella then walked quietly through an unconcerned expression, avoiding the troublesome stories that unfolded in all directions.

You're a cold‐hearted man. If you're a lord, you should buy him a favor.

"We'll be arriving soon, Lucia,"

Gilberta writes such a report as he walks down a narrow alley between wooden walls and is about to hit a big street.

There must be a tribe of geese down this alley.

Beyond the alley comes a fine gate.

A large one-story house stands on the other side to protect it.

It's a one‐story house, but it's wide. It's a reminder of a gorgeous Japanese house in ancient times.

"The family, who felt sorry for the white-haired swan tribe, raised donations and gave it to them."

Lucia tells me to let the whole thing go, not tell anyone.

I don't know if my friends gave me this gorgeous estate out of pity for my daughter, who had been hurt by humans and returned to this land... it's kind of a big story on a scale, but... it's not such a pleasant story.

Sympathy turns into money, and money is the way to heal your mind.

But money can't heal a real wound.

Rather, poor money can lead to emptiness and loneliness.

Sometimes it's easier to forget everything and concentrate on your work.

If you could send me such a big house and land...

'You don't come out of there,'

I don't think it's necessary to feel that's what you're saying.

That may be because the old but luxurious mansion is so quiet.

Because of its large size, it looked old... lonely.

"It's a big house, isn't it?

Jeanette muttered as she gazed at the house of a swan.

The voice sounded somewhat fleeting and pitiful.

Perhaps there was something to feel about Jeanette, who lived alone in a big house.

"Well, Gilberta. Is that Shiraha living here alone?"

"That's right, on paper. But not so much, as it is."

"What do you mean?"

"Every day, there are several people who come in turns, the Aegeans,"

This house is the only one inhabited by Silaha, but the Aegeans of the same family come to take turns to look after him so as not to leave him alone.

"I'm not saying I've done my best..."

I thought it was as if I was being watched.

"Who is it?"

I was suddenly called over my head.

I looked up to find a girl standing at the gate.

The back is studded with feathers of a swan.The black lines paint a beautiful pattern on a dazzling yellow.

The large but delicate pair of feathers were very fine.

"That's fine,"

"I ignored the appearance of Watashi and talked about the gate!"

"I didn't say 'great gate'! I said about you!"

a swan girl who tramps at the gates in indignation

Every time I step on my clogs, the estimated E-cup swells slowly.

"Calm down, Nicka," My friend Jiro is talking about breast milk."

"No!"

"My dear fellow! What an outrageous impersonation of the people of my ward at the last minute of the anchovy!"

`That's why it's not right!'

"Yasilo, there's something called the 'Judgment of the Spirit' in this city..."

"I'm not lying! Believe me, Estella!"

"But hero," Her breasts are certainly magnificent."

"Yes! That's great! But now I'm talking about something else!"

"Well... Mr. Tento-mushi, you always talk about your heart... you're all mistaken..."

"What!? Milly too!? Did you think so, too? I'm shocked to hear that!"

I wonder what it is. When I complimented the beautiful feathers I saw for the first time, it felt like I was beaten up.

Can I cry?

"Well, gentlemen,"

At times like this, Genet always follows me. He interrupted me this time again, looking a little embarrassed.

You're the only emotional support, Jeanette.

"Mr. Yashiro sometimes talks about things other than his chest. This was a very precious occasion, I'm sure."

"You haven't followed that up very subtly!?"

What's a precious once!?

I didn't talk so much about breast milk!

"... obscene, deuce,"

"Don't give me such a derogatory glance when you meet him for the first time."

It's a misunderstanding in general.

It's amazing to have no friends despite being surrounded by acquaintances like this many acquaintances. That's impressive.

Can I cry?

"Nicka, these are the guests whom they have informed."

"These guys are the scars?"

A girl of the Aegean tribe called Nikka gazes at me with a wary eye.

"This plainly suspicious man is anchovy,"

Oh, my God.

Is there such an introduction?

"Didn't the sardine come?"

"Did you really say, 'Anchovy is coming!'"

What? Are you stupid!?

You're stupid, aren't you?

Why are you stupid?

"Well... hearsay is not exactly conveyed,"

"It's your way of speaking, the problem is!"

"Oi, anchovy!"

Nicka points at me and screams angrily.

It has penetrated, its name...

"If you're rude to Lucia, I won't forgive you!"

A knicker spreads its wings menacingly.

Then he fluttered his wings quickly.

"I'll give you my eyes full of scales!"

"Don't do that, it's annoying!"

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It's a soberly irritating attack.

"Well... don't blink."

"Yes, my eyes, too.

and the lord and his entourage have been harmed.

Whoever is rude, you are the first. You're talking from a high place.

"Stop it, Nicka," These people are guests. Let me see Shiraha."

"But Dene..."

Nicka looks at me.

It's getting sharper, and even hatred seems to float.

"Are these people human Desyone? Desga who allowed to meet anchovies, and if they are human, another desyone!"

My personal grudge against people seems to be very deep‐rooted.

"Human beings are cowardly, sloppy, dirty, and stinky!"

"You and this lord are human beings,"

When he gave a word to the exasperated Nikka, Nikka closed her mouth and went silent.

Sweat oozes on my forehead.

"... ...except Lucia,"

"By the way, here are the lords of the forty-two wards. He's a human being, too."

She pushes Estella in front of Nikka.

Nicka blinked at the effect of the word lord.

"...the lord of the manor is a separate death."

"By the way, this lovely girl is also a human being."

"Huh!? Oh, wow!? What!?"

When I introduced Jeanette so much, she began to be confused by her strange voice.

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

`...what a shame, dear Death...'s kind of cute Death..."

However, such dismay seems to have worked, and Nikka's poison has been completely removed."Nicka, there are many things in man. Don't hate me all at once."

"...but Death.........Yes Death." I'll be careful from now on."

A knicker hangs his head at the gate.

He couldn't argue with Lucia's words and probably conceded his defeat.

Well, I'm the one who took it there.

`But only anchovy stinks!'

"Yes. I agree with that."

"Hey, Cola, Temae!"

Shall I give you a good beating? By the way, the swan too.

He's always in tune with me.

"Oh, you know. Mr. Jiro doesn't smell anything special, so you don't have to worry about it."

Yes. Jeanette.

If I get comforted there, I look like a person who cares a lot.

I'm grateful, but will you stop? I understand your kindness.

"Oh, it's all because of you! If you don't mind, you'll get into trouble!"

"... Jiro is Jiro until he gets angry..."

Ignoring Estella's sigh, I point to Nikka.

"Your heart!"

Then he points to Lucia.

"You're the butt!"

"...why am I not a chest? Tell me if there's any reason. what?"

"Shut up! The presumed B cup. Ask yourself. It's the chest of that presumptive B-cup!"

"Good! Estella, war!"

"Wait, Lucia!? Jillo! Cancel it now!"

"Shut up! Official A-cup!"

"Well, war!"

Estella and Lucia hold hands tightly.

It was the moment the coalition forces of the 42nd and 35th wards were formed.

"You're not doing anything stupid. with two lords."

"Because you're the culprit of the fool, Jiro!"

"Oh, come on! Don't interrupt me, snarl!"

I wasted my time on such a waste of time.

I hate waste and waste more than anything else.

"Hey, Nicka,"

Hold a plump E-cup against the gate and call out to Nicka who glares at me.

"As you can see, he is a good man without harm. Let me through."

"Nothing is more believable than your words!"

Why!? You're so gentlemanly!?

"Mr. Shiraha is hurt both mentally and physically by humans! I can't let him see a man as insensitive as you!"

"Hey, Nicca! What abuse do you make at the lord of our lord.

"You, Jillo!"

What's insensitive about me? disappointing

He's so nervous that he thinks it's disgusting to have a warm chair right after he stands up.

"There's no problem, as Nikka thinks. I assure you."

Gilberta steps forward and faces Nikka.

stretch one's chest and thump on the chest

"I believe my friend, Jiro. My friend Jillo, who said, 'What a beautiful breast!'"

"Death-n-not to be trusted.

Nicca's reaction gives Gilberta a look of surprise.

...no, no. I take it for granted. Oh, don't you remember that?

"I'll take all the responsibility."

Lucia says in a tone full of lordly dignity.

Nicka, as expected, is frightened for a moment and stifles her words.

Or is it the relationship that the lord has to say this much?

How well are you treated, you know, Shiraha?

Everything will be fragile if you take too much care of it.

"Wentan here is a member of the Yamayuga tribe,"

said Lucia, pointing to Wendy. ... "Wen-tan," don't do that.

Feeling ashamed, Wendy strained her shoulders and looked up timidly at Nicka.

"This man now has a family with a human being."

"Human and Desca in subline..."

Nicka looks surprised and frowns on her frowns.

The eyes contained awe and contempt for the incomprehensible.

"It's not a subline. a member of the Yamayuga people."

Lucia corrects the words.

Wendy's expression relaxed for a moment, but she still seemed to be nervous.

Wendy once said she had begun to study glowing flowers so that the Yamayuga people could play with them like butterflies.

For the Yamayuga people, the Aegehachou people may have longed for.

At least Wendy must have found the scene beautiful when she saw a tribe of geese playing with flowers. That's why I wanted to be like that.Isn't it hard to look at someone who looks down on him?

Maybe they've been treated the same way in the past.

'Don't let the subline come this way'…'

"He who chooses to become a slave to man will never be allowed to see him."

That belief has taken root that marriage to a human being is like that.

However, the remark was not a good idea.

Wendy's body flashes.

"...theron is not that kind of man,"

"I think so because you are ignorant. Death is proof that you don't know the world, you don't know history, and you can only see what's in front of you. You don't know anything about human cruelty...

"That's not the case!"

Lightning spread all over the area.

Nicca and Lucia and Gilberta roll their eyes at the intense spark.

Earlier, knickers scattered scales, which made it easier for the light to spread.

Wendy's excitement rapidly subsides, as she cannot hide her surprise at the greater power than she had imagined.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry for the trouble..."

bow one's head to make amends

Wendy has a habit of being extremely emotional when she speaks ill of Theron. That's a matter of improvement, isn't it?

"Just..."

With a reserved glance at Nicka looking down at the gate, Wendy declares her feelings firmly.

"I didn't fall in love with Theron only because of his good points."

a clear manifestation of one's ignorance

It seemed like Wendy's own expression of affection to keep Theron from being denied.

"It's an unwavering feeling to spend time together, to meet and interact with so many people in so many different places."

Wendy probably wants to say, "Don't clean it up with a word of ignorance," or "don't speak like you know it without knowing it."

I wish I had said so.

"Well, Nicka,"

Wendy never says anything to corner others.

It's kindness and sometimes cruelty.

Look, Nicka's face. You've been completely denied and there's no sound to complain about, but you haven't been declared a clear defeat, so you can't pull it out. His expression is full of embarrassment.

He's in a position where he can't admit his fault.

It's kind of you to beat him here.

So I'll tell you for you.

"How many people do you know? It doesn't matter if you know them, if you know them, or if you know them. How many people have you exchanged words with? Have you seen your face?"

"Oh, you don't need to see me! The Watashi are a race that is incompatible with human beings..."

"'How many people do you know?'"

"...Lucia, and a few others... ...death yo, hmm."

frown one's face

That behavior is like raising a white flag.

"You shut yourself up in a place like this and don't want to interact with anyone other than a particular person, refuse to meet new people, and give up knowing..."

Nikka wriggles backward.

If you can't argue with it, you admit it.

How could you say that you shut your eyes and ears in such a deep place that no one could step in?

It's a closed country, isn't it?

Wendy, on the other hand, ran away from her parents' home and moved to Forty-two wards without recourse, devoting herself to her studies.

Then I met someone who could share time, joy, anguish and emotion.

Come on...

"Who is ignorant of?"

"Oh... noisy Death! Oh, there's a subspecies' way of thinking!"

"Oh, I'm sorry. The logic doesn't work."

I can't listen to such excuses.Oh, my God!

Because...

"I'm sure you're the same man as me,"

I have no reason to go out of my way to give you special treatment.

"It certainly looks different," You have wings and touch, and you can fly in the sky? It's an art I can't imitate. But what is that?"

The logic of not being able to understand the mind because it looks different is broken.

It doesn't hold true. There's no way it's going to work.

"It's only natural that you don't understand your heart,"

It's impossible for a family to do such a thing.

I can only do things that I can relate to.

If you're in Genet, Estella, Magda, or Loretta, you can tell by looking at your face what you're thinking. But it doesn't mean I understand your mind.

Only the guy himself knows what he's thinking.

"But isn't it important to "try to understand" as soon as you don't understand?"

If you're willing to understand the other person's mind without effort, it's just arrogance.

It's not easy to understand your mind.

It doesn't matter whether it's related or heterogeneous.

That's the kind of creature a human being is.

"If you, like me, were to lock your heart and reject it from the beginning, you wouldn't understand it."

"Oh, shut up death! That's how people always do it, and with all the words..."

"Oh. 'You understand a lot of people, don't you?'"

"d*mn!"

I'll make a roundabout accusation, 'Oh, that's your imagination, isn't it?'

Nicka distorts her expression to make it easy to understand.

"Nicka,"

A beautiful hand like white silk is inserted between me and Nikka, staring at each other.

Lucia breaks in among us and calls out to Nicka.

"If you are against this marriage, you may ask Shiraha to persuade you. Let me tell you about Silaha's story of being hurt by marriage to a human being."

「…………」

Nikka closes her mouth and begins to ponder how she received Lucia's words.

The bloodthirsty atmosphere that had covered the whole body had faded. I suppose you've shown a certain level of satisfaction.

As for me, I feel refreshed knowing why Lucia brought us here.

Lucia was unsure whether she was for or against Wendy's marriage.So it's always been a mystery what he wants us to do to meet Shiraha."

I'm expecting him.

We hope that Wendy and Theron's marriage will break the ice.

If you act as the lord of the thirty-five wards, which have policies sympathetic to the former subspecies and the sub-populations, you will surely find "sympathy" in the future.

It is because the lord's sympathy is rooted at the root of the feeling of 'I will follow the lord's orders and give you the upper hand' like the Montblossom couple I met in a flower garden.

Human beings once did terrible things. We must make amends for it.

There is no real happiness in such a negative attitude. There's no way to

I've never changed my position.

those who give and those who give

The social status system remains intact.

I'm not sure Lucia is aware of it, but she certainly wants to do something about the current situation.

Lucia may have taken advantage of this marriage story because the situation had been prolonged. He's a man who's.

Lucia won't hurt herself if she fails.

You're a strong lord.

"Well, then, you'd better meet me." a good death to meet and see I feel sad for the suffering that Mr. Shiraha has suffered."

At last the knickers broke.

Spread out their wings and jump over the gate.

He fluttered down before us.

"But if you're rude, you'll be kicked out as soon as you do it!"

"Do you think I'm a man to do such a thing.

"I can see you!"

They don't seem to trust me, but they seem to let me in for now.

One step forward, I wonder.

"Death to be prepared... to accept heartbreaking grief..."

Saying it, Nikka walks through the gate.

We followed suit and set foot in the garden.

The one‐story house I saw up close to me was unnecessarily large... and seemed to emphasize the sadness of it all the more.

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