Chapter 251: 251 Episode 163: Early Morning Departure

"Mr. Jiro, please eat this in the carriage."

Early in the morning, Jeanette handed me a big basket.

"... beef cutlet sandwich?"

"No, no!"

After the night, Jeanette was finally calm enough to make a normal decision.

The mass‐produced beef cutlet was poured into the stomachs of residents of the 42 wards as beef cutlet sandwiches. a real stream of work I sold them out with some force.

Loretta's promotional power is useful in times like this.

When he announces on the main street, quite a few customers come to the store.

The trust and achievements that Yangtari-tei has gained so far, as well as Loretta's mouth, which directly stimulates the stomach, bring people to Yangtari-tei.

Loretta's Rice Lipo is a critical hit on a hungry stomach after work.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Paula... I'm reflecting on you..."

The fried food festival turned out to be the reason why we asked Paula to serve us cold beer.

Adult lunches and food courts at big eateries have led to the lifting of the ban on mutual aid in the 42 wards.

In other words, they created a system that allows them to go to other stores and offer products.

This makes it easier to help and collaboration projects when there is a shortage of ingredients.

It's not often seen in other wards, but it's 42 wards. Things are going well for now.

However, there are not many "emergency measures" like this one.

It is understandable that Jeanette is nodding her head off. Paula may have pushed herself a little too hard. I must make up for it this time.

Therefore, Jeanette, who seems to have reflected on herself at least a little, has been embarrassed for some time.

It's early in the morning.

We are now in the midst of preparations for donations to the church.

However, I cannot eat this meal. We must leave now.

"The twenty-ninth leg is a long way off, so be careful."

"It's right there,"

My gaze unintentionally turns to the northward.

The twenty-ninth district lies just north of the forty-two wards.

Adjacent to the new town, it's as far as a loud voice could reach.

However, it is blocked by a high cliff about 30 meters high.

Therefore, to get to the Twenty-ninth Ward, you have to make a detour around the perimeter.

We've reached the 38th leg, and it's only as high as the rest.

So we have to go north to the 38th leg at the worst. It's really troublesome.

"Spiritual God... please protect Jiro and all of you from disaster."

Jeanette, holding hands in front of her chest, praying to the Spirit.

I'm out this time, so I'm afraid.

Come to think of it, Magda and Loretta wanted to follow, but in view of the situation they didn't bother to listen.

"Mr. Jiro,"

"Huh?"

"...don't be reckless, please.

be gently admonished

Do you mean that I look like I'm doing so much... ...well, I'm pretty much out of course. No, but you know, it's almost always coming from over there. No, seriously.

"...will do good,"

"Yes, then, I'm relieved."

say so with a smile

...don't trust me too much. lose one's tune

I don't think I'll be willing to make a fuss, though.

"Now that you mention it, where did Lucia end up staying?"

"I told Estella and Gilberta to lock them up in the lord's house. for the well-being of the whole race of beasts."

"That's... I think it's exaggerated."

What do you say?

I'm afraid locking is not enough.

He's at a level where you can only rest assured by wearing a collar and fetters.

"... Jillo,"

I was about to leave when Magda came out. 　

I should be sleeping a little longer, but are you going to see me off?

"...I'm going to have a deluxe okonomiyaki made by Magda tonight."

"What is Deluxe?"

"The other day, I competed with Marsha and won a big shrimp."

"I didn't know... why did you fight?"

Does Magda win mean arm wrestling?

Marsha seems to have quite a bit of power, but she won't be able to compete with Magda.

"... s*xy pose competition".

"Did you win, then!"

"...a landslide victory."

"Really!"

It's such a result that I can only assume that the judge was a woman.

"... by the way, the judge is Marsha."

"You were just entertaining, weren't you?"

Marsha would simply have wanted to hang out with Magda.

Are you thankful for the shrimp?

"...so you can look forward to it."

Magda says, staring me in the eye.

In short, they say, "I'll be waiting for you to cook delicious food, so come home soon.

"All right. Then I'll have to hurry home."

When I pat him on the head, he snort, "…muff."

Magda seems to be worried about me in her own way.

"…I hear that 'BU' has a lot of big breasts. Don't stop by and come back."

"Really!? Where is that information?"

"Now, Mr. Jiro. You can't say that when you're going there for the first time."

I could not get the details, though I had the most compelling information.

d*mn, since I said I'd come home early, I can't spare time on the field.........Magda, you're a schemer.

"Well, I'll be back,"

"Yes. Take care.""...I wish you luck in the war."

dangle out of a store with a big basket

Jeanette and Magda come all the way to the door and see me off.

I'm quite a householder, too. We've got to get up to speed here.

We're going to step into the enemy's headquarters.

With a short gasp, I headed for the lord's residence, the meeting place.

"Please tell me after the D-cup if you don't like hard bread or if you don't want to ride it."

"Your chest has nothing to do with it, Natalia!"

"Yes! Just because you're a little big doesn't get you carried away, Master Servant!"

"Not a little, but quite large." You see, baby without milk?"

"Yes!"

"Get along with me, boys.

When I arrived at the lord's house, I found the lord and the head waiter in the garden making merry.

They've been doing well since early in the morning.

"Oh, Mr. Jiro," Good morning The milkless ones are ready, too."

"Don't talk like a homeless kid."

Well, it's sad that I can imagine what happened to me without being told.

"People who have a lot of selfishness, called lords," I think Natalia's resolute attitude is amazing. I'd like to learn from you, as the head waiter."

"Don't do Gilberta," When Natalia increases, I have trouble dealing with it."

I'd be a perfect man if I had only worked silently."You can't keep quiet, can you?

"Listen, Jiro," Natalia says that such hard bread is breakfast, and that we should eat it in the carriage."

"Think of yourself as grateful as you can eat bread. Estella is too luxurious these days."

"As a lord, why don't you try to be as extravagant as your meal?"

"Give me weight, Estella!"

"You'll welcome me if you'really.

...are these guys so excited every morning?

"There's a suggestion from Jeanette," So get over yourself."

"Really!? Good job!"

I showed them a big basket and Estella came close to me at such a rate as to leave an afterimage.

Don't go beyond human intelligence.

"...beef cutlet?"

Estella's face, which had been full of joy, clouded for a moment.

As might be expected, I'm afraid you don't want to eat beef cutlet, which you ate so much that I didn't want to.

"In the morning, I saw a sign of remorse, so I think the contents are just plain lunches."

"You did it, Jillo!"

Estella grabs my hand holding the basket with both hands and huddles.

What did you do? in a proud manner

"Don't mess with me for breakfast."

"Oh, that's not what I meant!"

Estella's face immediately boils to Natalia's attention.

Take your hands off me and stay away from me more than you need.

"But if you have the manager's lunch, you'd better leave the bread behind."

Saying so, Natalia takes the basket out of the carriage.

Cracky bread makes a noise in the basket.

"You don't have to go out of your way to drop me off, but you can leave it there." I might eat in the middle."

"No, I think it would be wise not to bring anything suspicious in, as long as we drive towards it."

"Suspicious?"

What? Does the bread look like a bomb?

"Have you forgotten yet, anchovy?" the source of 'BU' income."

That reminds me at last.

Oh, I see.

"If you bring in a large quantity of bread, you will be subject to tariffs."

"That's right. Especially when you're an enemy like this, you don't know what kind of harassment you're going to beholden to."

They went out of their way to call us in.

I'm afraid I'm going to do it to the extent that I'm going to check the load in the carriage and impose a small tariff.

"It would be cute if they were able to impose tariffs, but it would be troublesome if they didn't dare to make a fuss about 'tax evasion' later on."

"Dodging taxes?"

"If you buy and sell goods that have passed through 'BU' and are not subject to 'BU' tariffs, you will be evaded and you will be charged a large fine later."

Estella's explanation chills my spine.

I... once tried to sell spices brought from outside the city in the 29th and surrounding wards.

At that time, because of the "forced translation magic," no one would buy the spice because it was found to be stolen... but if the sale had been concluded, would they have been later accused of tax evasion and paid a large fine?

Selling stolen goods and fining them for tax evasion......you're stuck, you know. I'm glad no one bought it.

I was saved by the spirit god unexpectedly. ...what a shame, b*tc*!

"Even if you don't intend to buy or sell, if you carry a large number, you'll be 'suspected'. "It's a very troublesome city, 'BU'

Putting a hand to her waist, Lucia sighs.

As a lord, he must have something to do with the BU. His face was ingrained in his annoyance with BU.

"Well, we're all here, and we'll start." Lucia, thank you very much for letting us ride with you today, Estella and others. I thank you very much."

Natalia bowed deeply in a polite manner.

That's great! He's as if he's in charge of a great man.

... well, he's the head waiter for the lord.

Lucia, too, slightly distorts her neat face as she understands it.

"Don't do it, Master Servant," I don't want to have a formal relationship with you. Keep it normal."

"Lucia..."Lucia with a broken face and Natalia staring at it.

Forty-two and thirty-five wards have come close in a good way.

"When I'm usually at home, I'm naked..."

"Now, let's get into the cab!"

Passing between Natalia and Lucia, I get into a carriage.

This is the end of the conversation! It's the end of termination!

Who told me to do that as usual?

"O, anchovy! You must be polite! I am the lord!"

Then I'd like to tell you to behave like a lord.

You've been exposing yourself to nothing but molestation in front of me lately, haven't you?

"Well, I'll take the upper seat,"

"You! Leave the lord alone!"

"Yasilo, I'm a lord, too," Why don't you sit at the top of the table without asking?"

"Beautiful, in order of heart!"

`I'm not beaten!'

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The entrance of a narrow carriage is crowded with two stupid lords.

d*mn it! What a classless nobleman! He's no better than the churchboy!

If this happens, I'll sit on top of you!

At the very back, facing the direction of progress, by the window!

"Mr. Gilberta,"

"I'll ask you what it is, Mr. Natalia."

"Please pull it out".

"I understand,"

"Strongly,"

"I know, I know,"

``What!?'

Our clothes are pulled relatively hard.

There's no reserve or moderation.

I'm knocked down to the ground, and Estella and Lucia cover it.

Get rid of it! It's heavy!

"Oh, I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen.

"I think so,"

Two chief waiters are looking down at us falling.

"Why can't your face be buried in your breast when a man and a woman fall over each other?"

"That's where you're grieving!?"

"I think it can't be helped. The phenomenon of "burying," which cannot occur with the size of two lords."

"You're noisy, Gilberta!"

a lord ranting at each head waiter

That's what happens because you're not disciplined properly.

... d*mn, neither of them is decent. There's not a single decent person.

"If I don't get it right, I'm going to have a hard time negotiating with BU...!"

"It was originally because you were joking! This is the result, anchovy!"

"Oh, my God... I'll be worried about the future before I leave."

Get up, brush the sand off your clothes, and re-enter the carriage.

Oh, my God! We're leaving at last.

I took care of the owner of the carriage, and sat well, Lucia, Estella, and then I.

Natalia and Gilberta sit across from us, in the opposite direction. These guys are always under the table.

Maybe Lucia is in the upper seat, but Gilberta is in the lower seat.

"I will open and close the door. as the owner's waiter."

There seems to be a kind of pride there.

The head waiter of this world is never too great. He's as loyal as a bell.

"Unexpectedly, there was a milk gap between the upper and lower seats."

"I'm sorry I got the upper hand,"

"'You don't have to say anything!'

Well... it seems to be a little different from the 'loyal' I envision.

"But it's a very early start,"

No matter how far away the twenty-ninth district was, I wonder if I had to leave so quickly.

I think the call was made this afternoon.

"The expression 'afternoon' is very vague. You might be ready to make a fuss about 'I'm late, I'm rude' as soon as it's past noon."

"In terrible cases, if you're late, you're sometimes judged to be a one-sided cancellation of the negotiations."

"... childish harassment,"

"The nobility... so,"

Estella shrugs, including a little self-deprecation.

What does this guy think of the fact that he is an aristocrat?

He seems not to want to behave like many other disgusting aristocrats.

I suppose that the only way to deal with aristocrats is understand how to deal with aristocrats.

I'm earning money without working, so I guess you're going to think about such unpleasant things in your spare time. I hope you'll learn a little from Estella.

"Yasilo! I'm hungry! Let's eat!"

"... a church boy, you?"

When they saw Jeanette's face, they sang loudly, "I'm hungry."

... for better or worse, Estella is not aristocratic.

"Well, let's say you're going to have the courtesy of the manager.

The basket has been handed to Natalia, who will take the initiative in preparing the food.

Fried chicken, rice balls mixed with salmon flakes, thick egg rolls, and whitefish fritters are beautifully arranged.

...no beef cutlet. Have you refrained from doing so?

"Natalia, share it with everyone."

Estella gives instructions.

I guess he's grown up a bit in putting other people first.

When it came to Jeanette's cooking in the past, people used to say, "I am, I am."

"Give me all the rest when you're done!"Oh, nothing has grown!?

You love Jeanette's cooking too much!?

"Well... you don't grow up,"

"It doesn't matter what you's talking about!"

"It's not about my heart!"

`'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''

"You don't trust them all!"

Everyone but me is pointing at me with their arms straight out.

What, are you thinking I'll only talk about my chest!?

"I'm disappointed! I'll just talk about my heart!"

"You always talk about your heart, don't you?"

"Oh, I wonder if it's fallen somewhere!"

"Are you talking about your chest?"

Stupid stuff is a different world.

It wouldn't be strange if anything happened!

"Now that you mention it, aren't there any Oppais?"

"Can't you be there!"

Hey! That's boring. Keep it together!

"You don't have to deal with the anchovy, Master Servant. It's enough to let him grass along the street."

Lucia says something rude.

Natalia, watch out for all the abuse you have gone too far.

"Lucia, if you do that, you may find a real breast drop. That's what Mr. Jiro is all about."

"You were the rudeest, now that you mention it! Forgetting it!"

We had breakfast in such a lively atmosphere that it was almost impossible for us to have a dinner with the lord.

Jeanette's food was as popular as ever, and Lucia was astonished.

Although bento is becoming common in the 42 wards, Lucia and Gilberta still seem to have a strong preconception that "cold food is not delicious" and cannot hide their surprise at the taste of bento.

It seems that it is unusual in this world to have a portable diet that is not conserved.

If the concept of bento spreads, there might be a little revolution.

"First of all, I will go to the lord's residence in 29 wards in the morning and tell him that I have arrived."

Lucia explains her plans for the rest of the day, pecking at her lunch box.

...there's a grain of rice on your cheek.

"You'll probably be told that it's too early or that you can't be punctual, but ignore it with all your might."

That seems to be a warning to me.

It must be common sense among the aristocrats. Trouble...

"And then I'll put down my carriage and look around the city for a while."

"Look at the situation in the city and see how serious the water shortage is."

Following Lucia's words, Estella supplements.

"Perhaps the lack of water is a pose, and the city is very peaceful."

It's meaningful to see it in practice.

There's a huge difference in persuasion between "I'm sure it is," and "I'm sure it was."

"By the way, shall we look at the sluice gate?"

"Yes,"

"And I'll have lunch, too," As long as you don't know exactly when 'afternoon' is, you'd better have a meal when you can."

"Yes, I agree with you, too, Mr. Natalia said.

At worst, it's possible that you'll be detained from noon until midnight, so you'd better eat.

It's really troublesome that we have to take precautions one by the way.

"... Is it "BU" for dinner?"

"Well, don't look so disgusted, Estella. If you give up on such things, you won't be able to eat them."

"What? Is 'BU' rice that bad?"

Estella blatantly shrugs her shoulders and looks disappointed without concealing them.

Estella, a self-styled gourmet, is rather picky about the taste of rice.

I used to appreciate the brown sugar bread-level cake (laughs) of the 41 wards, but I'm an eater. Whoop! A connoisseur of food!

"Yasilo... will you stop blaming me in silence?"

"How do you know?"

"If you look at me with such a grin, I'll understand!"

Well, even though I'm a food connoisseur, I'm Estella after all.

It's easy to handle, because they were making a fuss just by putting fried eggs on a hamburger, "...or revolution!"

And when Estella blatantly makes a sour face, it means that the food tastes irredeemable.

BU...you're a notch higher than the outer circumference, but you don't like the rice...well, the 41st and 40th wards used to have only the rice that wasn't as good as the taste of Yodamari-tei a little while ago.

"Well... you'll find out if you try it. The reason why I look like this."

Estella puts herself on a seat and relaxes as if her soul had escaped.

It's very childish to be clear about what you like and dislike.

speaking of childishness ... How long have you been putting rice on your cheeks, Lucia?

"Anyway, I'm going to act in a way that gives them as little opportunity as possible to take advantage of them. Good, anchovy. Be careful not to tread on a tiger's tail."

The explanation seems to have been made to remind me not to do anything unnecessary.

...if you don't give me a chance to take advantage of it, I'm telling you to get rid of the grain of rice right away. . . . . . . .

"It's not persuasive to say so,"

"What!?"

I can't help it, so I'll stretch out my arms and pick up a grain of rice from my cheeks.

Lucia's eyes roll when she suddenly touches her cheek, but it would be better than leaving the rice on. Put up with it!

And I'm the type of person who values food very much.

Therefore, it is outrageous to throw away rice grains picked with your fingers. However, it was impossible for someone to "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

`--?!?'

Lucia's face turns astounding, as seen in shocking images.

The color of surprise... or rather, it turns red.

"Is that......…………………………?"

With his trembling fingers, he pointed at me and tried to distance himself from me as if he were pushing his back against the wall of the carriage.

".........indirect kiss!"

"Where!"

An indirect kiss would be the act of bringing something to your mouth!

Don't put a small "tsu" in your kiss! It's even more embarrassing!"Indirect 'cheek kiss'!"

"And that would be the other way round!"

If only I had put something on Lucia's cheek!

"Oh, I got dirty!"

"What about you, man?"

"Well, you are a bad man! You bad man! How dare you do such a bad thing to your lord!"

"It's kindness!"

"You mean that I was not popular, so I made fun of you with kindness!"

"That's not the case!"

"I was a little nervous! Thank you!"

"Calm down Lucia! I'm thanking you!"

"Oh, no! Don't look this way! Keep your eyes on me!"

Finally, Lucia turned her back on me, covering her face with her hands and throwing plates at her.

...the cold and cold gaze of Estella sitting next to me...I wouldn't have done such a bad thing.

As I was told, I tried not to look at Lucia as much as possible, and Gilberta stuck salmon flake onigiri to my cheek with "Gum!"

"It's on my cheek. Me, too."

"No, it's big... Gilberta,"

"Talking about breast milk, my friend Yashiro"

"No, it's too big! It's not like that!"

"Yasilo, you're still full throttle today."

`I don't mean it!'

What's the word "full throttle" translated into? You don't have a car or something like that!

As usual, I spent the long, long journey to the 29th leg feeling very uncomfortable, sighing at the easy-to-understand words of "Forced Translation Magic."

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