Chapter 275: 275 Episode 187: Signs of Improvement

"I'm in Pudding Ala mode!"

"Pudding over here!"

"One pudding!"

"Are you guys going to eat properly!"

They came with us to the Yodamari-tei... or rather, the carpenters who rushed in were gazing at Tracy with their nostrils wide open.

Tracy should have seen it yesterday, but today's way of eating... how much do they like their breasts?

"Owful supremacy!"

``You are!'

Whoa!?

I was told back... I'm disappointed me!

I really understand how good your buttocks and thighs are!

"Loretta's thighs are rather erotic!"

"What's wrong with you? Suddenly? Did you have another disease?"

He hides his thighs in the tray and glares at Loretta with a slightly happy look.

Don't hide the compliment, it's a waste.

"...the Lori child is justice."

"Oh, my God! Magda, correct argument!"

Well, let's leave them alone. It's the same as always.

"Oh, you're the last man.

``So you are!''

What, you're so rebellious!? Oh, that's why young carpenters these days...

"Oh, um... I'm sorry to have kept you waiting... oh... don't look so long..."

Tracy, a purine-chan who brought her to the table in purine-ara mode, stands up just before she gets to the table under the gaze of the beasts.

They said they didn't bring a replacement for "Sarashi," and "Boyne" remains "Bye."

I wonder if it's been left exposed because of the disappearance of the 'harashi'…it's complicated.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! Why did I have to change my clothes?"

Tracy looks at me with tearful eyes.

She wore clothes for girls when she was crushed by "Sarashi," but now that she's freed, she's renting out Jeanette's clothes to wear them. ...I think I'll "flop" if I don't stuff it a little, so it's done.

"Again, Jeanette,"

"What are you talking about?! Please confess!"

"And answer my question, Mr. Obajillo!"

draw criticism from two boys No, the four bulges cast blame on me.

Oh, now that you think about it, it's kind of my ambition!

"Because, Tracy," It's as aggressive as destroying the 'harashi,' and if you keep wearing tight clothes, you'll tear your clothes and throw them on your hands."

"Huh!? . . . . . . . . . that's a problem."

"'Why did you change your clothes, Mr. Jiro?'"

"Shut up, muscles. I'll keep you out."

Bubbles are something you can taste in your heart!

Yodamari-tei is not 'that kind of restaurant.' Don't hold bad expectations.

"Yangdaljeong is a restaurant where you can enjoy breast milk with your heart!"

"No!? It's a place where you can have a good meal!"

Jeanette, the signature breast, disagrees.

I see. That's the way you look at it... well.

"Mr. Tracey," Here I am."

"Well... Mr. Nene... I'm sorry." It's very helpful."

Instead of Tracy, who is afraid of muscle swarms and can't get close to them, Nene takes the purine ara mode.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." I'm sorry to bring it to you!"

Nene's negativity seems to be working a little off.

Anger at his rudeness to Tracey?

Or is it... anger at a space full of colossal milk?"

"It's a very unpleasant place here."

"You are certainly the latter, Estella,"

With her arms folded, Estella glares hatingly at the rising muscles.

"If B is a skunk... if B is a skunk... if B is a skunk...!?"

"Are you... not angry with Nene?"

Are you the type of person who sees everything in your eyes as an enemy?

But the carpenters' enthusiasm... ...maybe we have to do something about it.

The public morals of the store fall into disarrayed.

"Nene-chan is Nene-chan, that's all right!"

"So naive and cute!"

"I like you who don't decorate!"

"Pick!"

"Nene! Run away!"

She loves beautiful girls, not just breasts, but muscles... whatever, after all.

"Don't bother Magda! To the Yodamari-tei... No, "Don't bother Magda!"

"Why did you say it again!"

"Don't bother the Yodamari-tei!"

Well, that's why carpenters...

"Yasilo... this might be a little too much fun."

"Well..."

Estella also seems to feel a sense of crisis about this atmosphere.

If I were to frighten them, they might fall into the Forty-two Fear... of the Forty-two Fearful Predators.

If Norma were to be with me, he might give me a good scolding of the bad guys. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

If you look at someone else's place, you can't you?"

Jeanette doesn't scold anyone, Magda's character will develop a strange disease, Loretta's normal, and Estella's "Jealousy B!" is a kick.

And for some reason, when I say, "Don't make a fuss about breast milk!" they say, "It's not convincing!" ... I don't understand.

"If only he were Ricardo, he would be so strong as to say, "Oh, you're going to bury me!""

"Don't you take Ricardo for a guild?"

I suppose it's similar.

Anyway, I don't have anyone here right now who can reason with those excited idiots.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."

"Hey, carpenters. Listen carefully."

I went to Tracy and Nene's side, gazing at by the muscles, and said in a clear voice.

"This Boyne is the lord of the twenty-seven wards, and this simple man is the head waiter there."

"'Excuse me!'"

A beautiful lower seat stands in front of us.

That kind of understanding is rather likable, carpenters.

"Ah, Mr. Obajillo... ...is that all right?"

"Well, it can't be helped. If things go on like that, I won't be able to work. Whatever I say, it's only a few hours away."

And these two have already experienced quite a bit of what we call "normal feeling."

It's natural to call each other "sansuke" and Tracy's "spasmodic habit" doesn't come out.

Besides, Nene can think for herself and move.

The follow‐up from earlier is very good.

If we don't forget what we're feeling now, we'll have a good relationship back in the 27th leg.

...it's sad that as soon as I get home, I have to be swallowed up by the atmosphere around me.

"Mr. Tracey, Mr. Nene," Please rest for a while and eat."

Jeanette smiles as the carpenters kneel down on their knees.

Tracy and Nene, however, rolled their eyes together.

"What? Is it okay? Because..."

"Of course. There are so many guests..."

"It's all right,"

"...the carpenters,"

"The customer doesn't count!"

"'Hey! Mr. Magda, Mr. Loretta, that's a day!'"

"Well!? Well, I didn't mean that...!?"

a flustered Jeanette But... don't worry. Look at the happy faces of the carpenters.

They're happy to be trifled with, aren't they?

"Oh, man. Now that all the orders are out, I can go out to the floor, and Magda and Loretta are there, so in the sense that you can take a break... and neither of you has eaten yet!"

Jeanette desperately explains and tries to clear up misunderstandings.

Hey, Jeanette.

You're looking at me with a smile on your face. That kind of flustered gesture is unbearably cute to the bosses.

"The admission fee is 500Rb."

"'Too high!'"

"...and Magda."

"You guys! Pay 1,000Rb per person right now!"

"'The price has risen!'"

It's the same system as the first limited edition is expensive.

It's Womaro who has raised the price.

"Anyhow, have a meal." I'll make whatever is on the menu, and if you want, I don't mind if it's not on the menu."

"It's quite unsettling that you don't pay for your meal at the restaurant."

"They say it's called "food for dinner," Mr. Tracey."

The two of them, who work part-time, are naturally treated to catering.

Tracy looks uncomfortable because she doesn't seem to get used to it.

"Astella will ask for food to cover with just a little help."

"Mr. Estella!"

"... yes, the lord of our house is free."

"Hey, Jillo, Magda! That's the way you say it, it's like I'm mean!"

"Yes, both of you," Estella is just wielding power, right?"

"No!? Loretta's opinion is the most different! Then he's a bad lord!"

"Mr. Estella is a lonely person, so it's good to be with everyone. Well, Mr. Estella."

"Oh! I like Jeanette!"

Estella hugs Jeanette and buries her face in a natural cushion.

"'Ah!'"

Strangely enough, Tracy and I heard the voice.

The meaning and the point of the attack may be the opposite.

"Eh, Estella! Wow, I'm a lonely person too, so... I'd like to go with you!"

"Jinnette! I love breast milk, so I want to do a kissing.

"Confession!"

"Yes, yes, Tracy,"

"Mr. Jiro!"

Why!?

Why am I always the only one!?

Well, that's why Estella and Tracy, who are lonely, get along well and have a meal at the other's table.

When Estella and I sit down, Tracy sits next to Estella.

In doing so, Nene casually pulled back her chair and followed Tracy.

A casual follow‐up is naturally made. ...although Tracy is still ill.

Oh, I'm sick because I love estella.

The disease of 'spasmodic' overshadowed, and that's all that stands out.

What a shameful beauty of a big baby!

"I don't think I'll have to be yelled at any more,"

Estella says she sees Nene pulling Tracy's chair.

"I've been able to follow him, and I think I've come to think for myself because I've lost my respect for Tracey."

"Now that you mention it... maybe it is,"Perhaps he hadn't noticed that his movements had changed, Nene looked at his hand and looked surprised.

He looks as if he were possessed by a fox.

"Mr. Tracey has looked calm ever since he came here."

"Well... I can't believe she's calm... Estella is much prettier."

Huh~? That's weird. Is there something stuck in my ear?

I don't think the conversation is going well. Did you miss something? You didn't miss it. What kind of brain conversion is he doing?

"Mr. Obajillo is a terrible person, after all right.

Tracy says that with a smile.

I can't see a sign of fear.

"I can't believe you're changing me and Nene in such a short time..."

Disagreeable

It's true that it's a measure that can be expected to have some effect, but it's just a matter of "care."

The only reason why you've shown such a serious effect is because you've been swept away by the atmosphere around you more than you imagined.

You might want to think about improving your constitution.

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"I can't stop shuddering to think that this is someone who is plotting to conclude an unequal treaty."

"We may be able to tie them together now,"

"If that happens, I will ask Estella for help."

"Well... I'm not sure if I'm against Jiro, either... if I don't lose, I'm a very troublesome opponent."

Where did the confidence come from that I won't lose?

I'm completely confident that I'll cheat you.

But Tracy confidently said to the disapproving Estella.

"No. Mr. Obayashiro is no match for Mr. Estella."

This is an opinion that cannot be used as a reference for Estella's favoritism.

I'd like to ask you if you have any grounds.

"Because Mr. Obajillo is just like me."

Big breasts?

What, me?

"Mr. Obayashiro is no match for Estella. It's a guy called the weakness of love."

"'What!'

At the same time, Estella and I heard a crazy voice.

"Who's in love with whom?"

"Oh, ... to Estella... ...hey!"

"No, I know that!"

"Oh? No? As far as I could see from the side, Mr. Oba Yashiro's words and actions towards Estella seemed like a love affair with someone who was longing for her."

"Where and how does it look like that!"

Is his eye a knothole? What a knothole! His eyes have become knotholes because of the milk. I must have misallocated the volume a little.

"Well, Mr. Nene," You thought so, didn'

"Yes,"

Nene, too.

"But in my case, it is the result of a logical conjecture."

"I hope you will tell me what logical point of view it is."

"It's a simple story,"

Standing behind Tracy, Nene spoke out her opinions in a pompous and dignified manner to fully affirm Tracy.

"""Love is the only reason why a giant breast supremacist, Mr. Oba, is kind to a lonely Estella!"""

"Good, Nene! Take off your shoes and lend me your feet!"

Estella and I stand up at the same time and rush towards Nene.

I'll have to push the silent pot so that I don't pick up the crap!

"But! At least you don't hate it!"

Escape to the wall with tremendous speed, Nene appeals.

...wow. I certainly don't hate it. No... You can't say yes or no at such a time.

"... Hmm! That's ridiculous." That's why "Nadakara" is...!"

"Huh!? You've been accused of milk!? I'm sorry! I'm sorry for the terribleness I've seen!"

"Yes... Nene." Shall we learn?"

Estella is putting her arm around Nene's neck and putting a magical smile on her face.

Oh! I'll get you punished later. Take it at your mercy, Nene.

"Oh, come on. You can have Jeanette put your foot in your hands later."

"Huh!? Why me!? It was Mr. Tracey who started!"

"Nay, Nay!? Stop selling the Lord every now and then! I don't think that's good for me!"

take one's eyes off the noisy 27‐leg duo

I don't know what to say... My face is hot. d*mn it!

"Hey, Jeanette," I hope you'll get a lot of foot pressure later."

「…………」

"... Jeanette?"

"Huh!? Oh, yes! I'm sorry. What!?"

Jeanette was waiting to hear Tracy's orders, but she was kind of dazed.

Estella peeps into my face and bounces my shoulders.

"No, I'll put my footpots."All right, Mr. Estella! Then go to the kitchen!"

"It's not me! Not me!? Nene! Put your foot on Nene!"

"Well, come with me!"

"So I'm not!"

Jeanette's gaze wanders through space like a tuna.

He... He's in a mess right now. You look completely unthinkable.

"Hey, Jeanette,"

"Yasilo, with you?"

"No! Let them go."

Calm down Petit Panic Jeanette and rescue Estella and Nene.

... Estella, this loan is huge.

Well, more than that...

"They're mistaken,"

"... to?"

Whatever the truth, if you don't have to worry about it, don't worry about it, don't worry about it.

...I wonder what Jeanette is worried about and worried about, though I don't care.

However, if Jeanette's petite panic is left unchecked, the number of victims may continue to increase. That's why I'm not going to stop. That's all.

So... this is no excuse.

"The people of the Forty-two wards seem quite close to each other,"

Ricardo was so proud of the team's solidarity.

"...that's what a stranger might look like." You or Magda."

"………………, yes." Yes, maybe not."

The stiff cheeks unravel and give an awkward smile.

But as soon as we met, we dyed our faces red, our eyes enlarged, and our eyes turned to us, "Huh!" and "Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

"Oh, um... today's meal is curry!"

With that much to say, Jeanette ran into the kitchen.

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"... Darling,"

"What kind of game is it asked?"

After seeing Jeanette off, Magda clings to me in amazement.

"...as a result of accepting Jiro's wish to be seen as a couple by others."

"Magda, I'm glad you're not the god enshrined in the shrine. After the New Year's visit, I almost received a flood of letters of complaint."

Who made such a wish and when?

I'm embarrassed if I get what I don't wish for.

"Big brother!"

As soon as I snatched the magda, Loretta came.

"What about me, brother?"

"Loretta,"

"No!"

"No?"

"It's not different, but it's not!"

Loretta, who doesn't understand what she wants to say, becomes like, "Oh my gosh!"

Calm down, don't worry.

"How does it look to me!?" "Loretta, you love me so much! My heart is pounding, my heart is pounding, my heart is pounding, my heart is pounding, my heart is pounding, my heart is pounding, my heart is pounding, my heart is pounding, my heart is pounding, my heart is pounding!"

"If I were to be seen like that, I wouldn't take you around any more."

Younger years ago, that sense...

"It seems to have been our misunderstanding, Mr. Nene,"

"I see,"

Tracy's misunderstanding seems to have been cleared up after the mysterious psychological damage.

"Well, I'm going to monopolize Estella-sama... whoops!

"That's not the case, so wipe your nose out of it. Let him wipe it off, Nene."

"Yes, sir!"

Tracy with a stuffed nose by Nene. Estella is giving a wry.

You've made a hell of a mess.

"Well, Tracy," What kind of man is the lord of the twenty-fourth leg?"

Whether you're going to see me or not, I want to get some information in advance.

"He's a stubborn old man,"

"Oh, stubborn..."

"... Jillo. Why are you doing this to the lords of other wards... ...well, it's too late. Don't do it in front of you."

Estella sighed under her temples.

I'm sure you can't grow up because you care about every little thing like that.

"But, as Mr. Oba Yashiro said, behind the scenes, people often call me "stubborn."

Tracy giggles apologetically.

You'd have been called "The Spasmodic Princess" by a disgraceful name... maybe they've all been called behind the scenes.

a nickname that seems to represent a negative part of a community that cannot be said face to face

"He's the one who's going to argue until the end, even in a majority vote."

Are you a person who can carry out his opinion in BU, where the phenomenon of synchronization is darker than others?

I'm an old type of person, so it may not have much influence.

"Only one person voted against the majority vote on whether to seek compensation from the 42 wards."

"...that means you voted for it, didn't you?"

What do you mean by asking 42 wards for compensation, even though you're an Estella fan?

Show yourself and protect yourself there, beautiful Estella.

"Because..."

Tracy glances at Estella, hesitatingly "picking."

"If the majority vote for reparations were passed by a majority vote... I thought I could see Mr. Estella in person... oh dear!"

It's not "Oh!"

Why do you agree!? I'm going to be forced to pay a lot of compensation!?

Because I miss you?

Well, I'll send you any time at a low price! ... Oh, you can give me the fee.

"That's how I got to know you, and that I've made no mistake in my choice!"

"...hmm...mistake,"Estella laughs bitterly.

Nene nods "Ummm" as well...they really don't seem to understand.

Or is that a good idea if you like? No, I guess you haven't even thought about harming others.

"Even in Japan, there are many people who write ""why do you do that on the internet?"" on social media."

They are conscious of their immediate feelings, and they are unconscious of their future developments.

And such rash judgments... sometimes lead to irreparable situations.

in this way.

"Magda, Loretta... Take the two part-time workers to the manager."

"... all right?"

"It's hard to say, brother... but I think the manager of the restaurant right now... doesn't seem to be able to do anything about it..."

That's right.

The shy Jeanette is a pure maiden who is not good at that sort of talk, and who is disturbed by a little thing. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

however

Even that's their fault.

"I don't care... Mr. Magda, Mr. Loretta! Take me there!"

"...all right,"

"Leave it to me!"

Magda and Loretta, like trained soldiers, approaching Tracy in unison.

Magda and Loretta restrain Tracy and Nene's arms, forcing them to stand up and take them away.

"Oh, hey, Yashiro Oba!? What's this?"

"Well, wait a minute, and you'll understand...!?"

Such a plea...I can't listen to it's hard to listen.

But, you know, "the lord of the smile," perhaps, will give him mercy."I looked at him.

"Mr. Tracey, Nene..."

"Ah, Estella..."

"Oh, that kind face... "Smiling..."

"Good Luck".

"'Mr. Estella!'

an estella waving with a big smile

--that's it.

The two resisted to the end, but were unable to compete with Magda and Loretta's beastly duo... ...and were swallowed up in the kitchen of evil.

A few minutes later, there was an unprecedented roar -- the sanctions against the 27th leg had been successfully completed.

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