Chapter 224: 224 Reminiscence 2 Bertina

"Sister, water is coming to the flowers!"

`You guys are coming!'

"I'll tell you so from now on!"

"Hey! Don't wait!"

The children are still running around vigorously today.

All the kids here are really good kids, and they're growing up pure and straight.

They always encourage me.

"...that's not right." Such a gloomy look makes the children uneasy."

I tell myself in the empty lounge.

......Will Mr. Jiro's memory really go back?

"Sister! Give me some rice balls!"

"Sister, I didn't eat breakfast."

Two of Loretta's younger brothers brought me rice balls.

These kids are really good-witted and quickly get along with the kids who have been in church for a long time.

They're really nice, bright and well-made.

"Thank you very much. But... I don't think I can eat it now. If you don't mind, share it with us."

"The present from the Sister!"

"I feel like I'

After saying such things, they split a rice ball in half, and the two of us cheek in cheek. It was so cute that I was healed again.

I hate it a little too simple, but I sincerely hope it will continue to grow up like this way.

"Well, I will be in the chapel, and if anything happens, please call me."

`Yes!'

"Please come and hang out with everyone".

`Come on!'

"I'm good at that!"

Their cheeks loosened when they saw their backs running out cheerfully.

But I'll be stiff again soon.

Seriously. When will my anxiety be cured?

I often get dumbfounded by Genet. "Sisters are too worried."

I don't think Genet can talk about people either.

When I entered the chapel, I headed to the confession room.

and... "One more time," I swear to myself.

"……………."

I let down a sigh.

No matter how much you sigh, you won't get rid of the heavy feelings that have accumulated in your heart. I know that, so I try not to sigh."

"Spiritual God..."

I kneel down in front of the spirit god and pray hand in hand.

But what should I pray for?

I hope his memory will come back...

Or do you hope he doesn't strain himself into pain.

Regina said that if she lost her memory, she would have to start over.

From scratch, we meet and pile up again -- it's not like he's gone, so maybe that's all right.

He's kind, a little perverse and mean, but he's kind enough to walk around in clothes. I'm sure he'll show me that kind face again soon.

Regina also said that it takes physical strength to recover memories.

He fainted when he was forced to recall his memory...

I don't want to put such a burden on him.

What I can do is...

"Please... may his heart be at peace."

All I have to do is offer my heartfelt prayers.

`Oh, yes!'

Suddenly, the street became lively.

The children seem to be making a fuss in the garden.

The breakfast Jeanette always comes to cook is always early in the morning as Jeanette's shop is ready.

In keeping with that, the children are going to bed early.

So I'm always full of energy even at this time.

However, I always tell them to avoid running around loudly as much as possible until the sun shows up properly.

I'm sure some of you would like to sleep well in the morning.

Children always follow their orders and spend their time watering the fields and repairing daily necessities in the workshop until sunrise.

It's been a long time since such children had such a big time... ...that day, I guess, since he first visited here.

"...no way,"

I left the confession room, unconsciously feeling a rapid heartbeat.

I went round to the front door and went out into the garden...

"One by one!?"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

"Oh, my God! Scream!"

Mr. Jiro was spinning around with the children under his arms.

...just like that day.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

``Oh, my God! Oh, my God!'

`I don't know what pleased you!'

Mr. Yashiro puts the children down and breathes on their shoulders.

The language was violent, but it was so kind that it was impossible to imagine."

"Oh... I'm tired now. I'm already Ossan, so let's get over it."

````"Oops!'

"It's all right to say it yourself, but it's annoying to hear people say it!"

"'Oh! I'm angry,'"

"'Turn!'"

```` `Gurung-gurun-gurun-gurun-gurun-gurun!''

"You've been in line for a long time! Don't stand in line!"

...hurrah!

"Huh......Huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuh

It's strange.

As soon as I saw his... Mr. Jiro's face, the anxiety that had been weighing on him up until now disappeared in an instant.

I don't mind as it is.

If Mr. Yashiro could show such a calm expression... even if he forgot about me..."Wait a minute, will he?"

Mr. Jiro came before me, ripping off the swarming children.

He then turns his usual quiet gaze on me.

Jiro's unique eyes are always as calm as the sky at dawn and sad as the sky at dusk sky.

Mr. Yashiro always has a secret in his mind that he doesn't tell anyone. It seems to me that way.

I'd like to get a glimpse into the depths of my heart... I can't say that I don't have such a deep feeling.

However, Jiro's heart belongs to Jiro.

All I can do is stay by my side and watch quietly.

So the answer to the question is always fixed.

"Yes, it doesn't matter."

I'll do everything I can.

I'd like to do it.

Distancing themselves from the children and moving to a place where they can talk alone -- the silence between them is now strangely calming down.

That's a strange person!

I can't believe that you can feel at ease just by being there.

"To tell you the truth..."

As he walked, Mr. Jiro began to talk.

They probably thought it would be smoother than to start talking face to face.

I look at him casually, as if it were flowing.

"For a while -- specifically, I thought of hiding somewhere until the seed blooms."

For a moment, the world turned dark.

It was only a moment, but I felt like I was hit on the back of my head with a blunt instrument.

Mr. Yashiro must have been sensitive to my slight agitation. Suddenly his tone changed to a gentle one.

"I thought I could do it well. After you forget everything, pretend you haven't forgotten and start over again. I'm a liar."

Perhaps Mr. Jiro could do that.

I didn't even remind myself or Jeanette... but it was......

"Isn't it hard?"

To keep deceiving people for a long time, perhaps, is... to carry a load that exceeds the capacity of the human mind.

I don't want Mr. Jiro to bear such a task... ...I don't want to.

"I hope that Mr. Jiro will do as he wishes. But there is only one thing --"

It may be a selfish wish.

I understood that, but I couldn't help but say it.

"If you forget about me... tell me honestly." From there, I want to make memories of the two of them again."

I don't want to keep bothering Mr. Jiro without knowing it.

For example, I would let Mr. Yashiro take over the pain and loneliness that I was supposed to suffer...

"Perhaps they all feel the same way,"

Suddenly, Mr. Jiro said something like that.

It was leaked unexpectedly... It felt like it was my real intention.

"I think so,"

I answered so.

This is just my prediction, but I'm sure everyone feels the same way.

"Because... everyone loves you very much. -- including me, of course."

Mr. Jiro must never suffer by himself again.

That's what I thought on that big eatery day.

"Yeah. I think so, too. I wonder if they're all thinking the same thing. ...that's why."

"...."

Mr. Yashiro's eyes seemed very lonely at that time......

"... I think our memories would have been particularly good if we lost them." You can do it again from the beginning... you can do it over again."

I regretted it very much.

That kind of course...

"That's not the case!"

I was so out of character that I almost got a failing grade as a guardian for my children.

This sense of impatience is frustrating to me.

How thoughtless I was!

I thought, "All I have to do is start over," and even said words that made me think... it wasn't something that people around me could do.

"...I'm sorry. I raised my voice......I'm sorry."

My second apology is to be ashamed of myself for being careless.

"Dumb.........."

"...what?"

While I was wondering how to apologize for my insensitive behavior, Mr. Yashiro suddenly began to shake his shoulders and laugh, didn't he?

I didn't know what was going on, so I had no choice but to open my mouth wide.

"...I'm sorry... ...just kidding."

"Well... what?"

What do you mean by jokes?

"I don't think so," Even if my memory is confused, all I can remember is my name. I haven't forgotten the time I've spent so far. So..."

`--Hum!?'

I was suddenly deafened, and I could hear a voice I didn't really understand.

What's going on? "Hmmm" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Oh, you know... you can't just pop a woman's ear without... you know..."

I'm ashamed to say that I don't want you to... ...but I'm just a little happy... ...but if someone sees me like this...

"It's strange. I remember you would have been happy to muffle your ears..."

"Isn't that Mag... a different memory?"

Mr. Regina said that Jiro couldn't remember our names now, and that he was in pain when he tried to force them to remember us.

Let's refrain from naming anyone else.

"Well... I wonder if it was so."

"Hmm... again, that's a joke." Mr. Jiro, you know what I'm doing?"

"Did you find out?"

"I understand. ... I understand what you're doing to get caught."

I'm sure Mr. Jiro can fool us all.

He has that brain, that courage, and that kindness.

You can fool us all for us... with all your strength.

That's probably why we deliberately make this obvious joke look transparent.

It's a joke Mr. Jiro likes.

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Generally..."Actually, I wanted to try it once." These sharp ears."

I thought it would be so.

"No, I can't believe you have a desire to touch a woman's skin, and you do it without permission."

"I'm sorry, spirit god".

"...is it meant to be a confession?"

"Huh? Isn't this enough?"

Oh, my God. You.

If you say that with such an innocent face... you can't get angry, can you?

"Now, let go of my hand," -- my ears are gone."

If you're dealing with Mr. Jiro, you can say this kind of joke.

It's a treasure.

...I'm actually just embarrassed to be touched by my embarrassed, heated ears.

"May I be so selfish, Mr. Yashiro?"

"Do you want to have a wedding cake all to yourself?"

"That's fascinating, but it's something else."

"Do you want me to turn around under your arm?"

"That's true, was it an extra charge for adults...? Uh-huh." I may be able to pay now. I had extra income."

The lord paid me for this and that before and after the wedding.

I offered that I didn't need money to do everything I did with my wedding with a spirit of dedication, but Mr. Yashiro said, "We need to draw a line, otherwise the wedding itself will collapse," and "If you think so, save it without using it and use it as a reward to the children."

I was presumptuous enough to be paid for it.

And Mr. Yashiro has one last word.

Even so, it's your money, so it's the right way to spend it as you like.

What a tickle, "my money," etc.

When I am told that I can use it freely, I am worried about what to use it for.

I see. It might be a good idea to use it at times like this.

"May I ask you, Mr. Yashiro?"

"Huh?"

"I want to spin around".

"Hey, man... I meant it as a joke.

"Yes, I know," But just now, I really wanted to go around."

"Ah... was it a thicket?"

Mr. Jiro covered his eyes with his hands and looked up to heaven.

this feeling

When you show this kind of attitude, it's time for you to grant my wish while saying 'I can't help it.'

What shall I do? I'm getting a little nervous.

What should I do if there is a loud voice like children?

Isn't there anything I can do?

"I can't help it,"

Hmm... you know, I knew it.

"Then it'll be 20Rb once."

"Oh? It was surprisingly cheap."

"It's a limited price for the first time. I'll get 500Rb next time."

"Well, it's a good deal, isn't it?" Well, I must ask you by all means. Hmmm."

The more I talk to you, the lighter my heart gets... You're a really strange person, Mr. Yashiro.

"Adults can't hold them under their arms, so can they hold them up from behind?"

"Yes, I don't mind,"

I'm sure you shouldn't be ashamed if you're not hugged face to face.

"In that case, it was inevitable to resist force majeure, and I had to grab both breasts..."

"Mr. Jiro, the confession room just opened."

A grin stopped Mr. Jiro's mouth.

I don't mean to look so frightened, but this always keeps Mr. Jiro silent.

Is it that scary?

But Mr. Jiro is to blame.

"Well, then, I'll hold my feet and wave them around." At that time, the skirt is rolled up by centrifugal force, and the pants come out completely..."

"Mr. Jiro,"

Mr. Jiro's expression became more convulsed.

Why do you do what you see in a dignified way?

If I don't talk dirty, will my life expectancy shrink?

"Well... is this all right?"

Say so, Mr. Yashiro, with his arms spread out gently.

...oh, after all, if you're going to swing an adult around, you'll need to fix it firmly.

Embracing each other face to face, I put my arm around Mr. Jiro's neck... ...and Mr. Jiro put his arm around my waist.

The joke I made earlier was probably because Mr. Jiro was embarrassed by this posture.

Then you can rest assured.

I wasn't the only one embarrassed.

"Excuse me,"

"Well... Oops,"

I'm a little nervous, but I gently rested my body on Mr. Jiro's chest and put my arm around his neck.

Mr. Jiro's arm is put around his waist and he is gently embracing him.

......it's quite embarrassing.

"Then I'll turn it around."

"Yes, yes, yes,

I hear Mr. Jiro's voice in my ear... I can't see his face anymore.

I clung to my neck and stiffened myself.

--and

"Huh!"

"Oh......what!?"

Suddenly, my body floated into the air.

No, it wasn't all of a sudden because you said, "I'm going to turn it around," but I can't keep up with the floating and running feeling that I've never experienced before.

"Oh, my God! ... palm... ...oh my gosh!"

I felt like my feet were lifted up and my body was level with the ground, and I felt like I was going to be blown away if I wasn't careful, so my arms clinging to Mr. Jiro's neck were filled with strength.

I'm scared.Why do children want to do such scary things over and over again?

"Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

I can't control my voice.

A loud voice naturally escapes from my mouth.

I'm really scared.

But... I can feel Mr. Jiro's warmth right there, so it's kind of calming down... ...the scent of Mr. Jiro... ...oh, I think I can understand a little why children are so into it.

The children just want to be spoiled by Mr. Jiro, don't they?

Just like me.

"Oh, my God! That's it!"

The feeling of floating disappeared and my feet touched the ground.

But...

"Oh, my dear fellow.

"Are you all right!"

My knees were weak and I leaned against Mr. Jiro.

My legs are trembling.

"Yes, I'm sorry... ...just a little?"

"...can you refuse in this situation?"

It was a voice wrapped in an atmosphere of "Shoganayana."

"...oh...I was scared."

"It's pretty tough for adults, isn't it?"

"But... it was fun."

"...because it's 500Rb next."

"Well, I'll do my best to save money."

To hide my embarrassment, we shared such jokes... ...and suddenly I felt unspeakable loneliness.

I really wanted to express my "outrageous selfishness" that I didn't mention when I was about to say it.

It's probably a selfish thought that chases and torments Mr. Jiro . . . . .

"Mr. Jiro........."

Maybe I shouldn't have it because I'm a sister......

"Don't forget me..."

And yet, I felt like a child... ...and I just said it.

"...."

My head was hugged and pressed against Mr. Jiro's chest.

At the back of my nose, I could hear Mr. Jiro's scent and his heart beat in my ears.

"... a long time ago. You did this when I was so nervous before the big eating contest, didn't you? Oh, calm down."

His voice was as warm as if it had come from Jiro's heart, shaking his eardrums and penetrating into my heart.

"So when Bertina gets anxious, I've decided to do it like this."

"...what!"

I really wanted to be surrounded by that warmth... but I pulled myself apart and peered into Mr. Yashiro's face.

"Yes, now...."

Mr. Jiro said, "Bertina."

"I'll listen to your selfishness." I will never forget Bertina."

"Yasilo........."

I was so happy...

I was so happy to say such a single word...

There's something hot inside my eyes...

But don't cry.

There are still so many people who are worried, so I'll try my best not to think about myself and be happy......

`Well... call him away again,'

I turned my utmost strength on him.

"Oh, that's all right, isn' I don't think it's our first meeting. Am I on Bertina's terms?"

absolutely

He's sloppy...

You can't... you can't get angry at me, can you know.

"Yasilo is the only one."

...you can call me off.

I didn't mention that.

"Oh..."

Suddenly a seed fell from Mr. Jiro's clothes.

This is a parasitic species of sorceress...

"Ugh! The first step!"

With a spirited voice, Mr. Yashiro clenched his fist.

The first step... meant Mr. Yashiro had not given up from the start.

I guess you meant to remember everyone's names from the beginning.

That's right

Because it's Mr. Jiro.

Mr. Jiro will never do anything to make us sad.

It was obvious that... ...I still have a long way to go.

"Mr. Jiro,"

From now on, Mr. Yashiro will take on a fight against himself.

with a strong mind

I guess I should give him a gift, but I can't, once he's spoiled, he seems to have developed a habit of being spoiled... I decided to express my honest feelings.

"I'm glad you came here first."

The first place where Mr. Jiro can run when he is in trouble.

I want to stay in that kind of place.

That's what I've always thought.

"If anything happens, you can always count on me."

"Oh, I know."

Is that so? Did you understand?

"Well, I'll be back for a while,"

"Yes. Good luck."

Mr. Jiro runs with his arms up.

I kept seeing him off until his back was out of sight.

Mr. Jiro.

Don't forget.

I'll always be watching you.

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