Chapter 291: 291 Episode 203: A Great Escape of a Boy in Love

The door of Filman's private room is flung open.

The sudden loud noise makes the servants in the hallway stand on their guard.

As soon as the door opens, the man in Filman's clothes jumps out into the hallway and runs as fast as he can.

`Feel-feel-feel-feel-feel-feel-feel-feel-feel-feel-feel-feel!'

"Mr. Filman..."

The servant raised his voice in spite of himself, but the ending of the word changes to a questionable form.

That's quite the case.

The person in Filman's clothes in front of him is clearly different from Filman. look nothing like

He was taller than Firman and had a flat chest.

Whoever, the man in Filman's clothing is Natalia.

"Here! If you can catch me, I'll catch you!"

Natalia exclaims in a slightly lower voice, conscious of the boy's voice.

When I said, "I'd like to try to look a little like a Filman," the ending and the way I laughed became "fil." Hey, hey!

"Now, the beginning of the game!"

Like a monster trying to escape, Natalia dashes through the corridor.

Just in case, some of the servants seemed to have followed him in bewilderment.

A black figure breaks out of the room.

Wearing a black cloak all over his head, he steered down the corridor as if to steal the eyes of his servants.

But servants who were not caught by such blatant sunshine immediately encircled the black cloak.

This black cloak is flat‐chested, unlike the obvious shambles of a bumpy chest.

Almost all the servants waiting in the hallway judged it genuine.

"Mr. Filman," Please let me know when you go out. for we shall be with you."

When the servant called out to him, he looked very subtle -- he was completely believable, he was flat -- and ripped off the cloak which covered his head.

"Sorry. I'm not Firman."

"Mr. Claremona!"

Estella smiles bitterly at her servants.

This is the information I've heard so far.

As for me, I was walking out of the house with Filman while the two of them were in a trap.

Filman, who frequently escapes at night.

As I stepped on the idea that I would not be able to get out of the front door no matter how late it was, I asked Filman, "Is there a way out?"

As expected, there was a way out of sight.

a loophole through the backyard and a secret loophole through the backyard

Filman and I had left the house through it.

However, this loophole was at high risk of being discovered if employees did not turn their attention to other places, so they carried out a diversionary campaign.

"Are you all right, Clare Mona?"

"Well, you won't be blamed. I have a secret plan."

If he was blamed by his servant or butler, Bennon, he told him to declare that "this is for the happiness of Firman, and thus for Donis."

Maybe that'll get us through... the servant of that house was just a bit of a fool.

They crawl under the floor, squeeze themselves into a small hole in the wall, and move headlong down an obscure back alley.

It's mind-worn to travel carefully so that you can never be found.

I've made the Estella's do the acupuncture.

I can't just complain that I'm tired and tired.

Whatever happens, he takes Filman to the koji mill and lets Libeka meet him.

It took us a long time and we finally came close to the koji mill.

"If you leave here, you can get out in front of the main gate of the koji factory."

It was the corner that Filman was hiding this morning that he was brought in. 　No one really found me... I'm afraid of this thoroughness... stalking. I'm saying, "How do you feel? Isn't it amazing?" with a big smile on my face, but I'm getting goosebumps.

"By the way, Percy,"

"Who is it? It's Filman!"

No, I'm sorry.

I couldn't help but look like Percy.

"Why don't you say something strange all of a sudden when you see Libeka Whitehead?"

This type of guy is likely to break the critical point in an instant when he sees his favorite daughter, and say something impossible.

"It's all right, Mr. Jiro,"

a confident Filman

"How long do you think I've been staring at you?" Even if we meet, we should be able to respond smartly and gracefully."

...I'm anxious.

He must be very nervous to hide here and see a glimpse of himself.

Now, I don't know how to get him to talk...

"It might be safer for us to call you first and talk to Libeka first."

Estella's voice comes down from above me.

"What!? Why are you guys here?"

Looking back, I saw Estella and Natalia standing.

They should have been surrounded by Donnis' servants and made excuses by this time."

"Oh, you're chasing us? Oh, it's not good." If the servant finds out that you are here..."

"Oh, yes. That's all right."

Estella's face began to twitch, perhaps heartlessly.

"I'll explain,"

Instead of Estella, who stifles a bitter smile, Natalia begins to explain the situation in a calm tone.

"We were caught by servants and were asked by the butler, Bennon, 'Why did you do this?' Depending on the response, it seemed like it would turn into a diplomatic issue."

"And what did you answer?"

"'They went to catch Mr. Donnerty's happiness,'"

What, that subtle phrase... And I don't like it when it's not so far off.

"In addition, I said, 'If you let us miss you here and let us act freely, Mr. Donnerty will be very happy,' and he let us go out without supervision."

"There's a lot of security problems..."

"They all love Mr. Donnerty... ...to the point of pulling back a little."

He seems to have let us go, showing us a disturbing movement, hoping that it would lead to Donis' happiness.

Is it for the Lord's sake?

Well, I don't mean to do him any harm."

"... to be honest, if you could understand me so easily, what was our effort... it made me feel so empty... ...hehehehehehehehehehmm."

Natalia, dressed as a man, and Estella, dressed only in a cloak,

Comparing the two, Estella was clearly more men's.

...that's probably the reason why he's so soberly gouging his minded.

I point to the place where I'm going to be in pain right now and express my gratitude.

"Your scoop will surely bring us good luck,""What you're pointing at is my heart, right? Not my heart."

Well, it's a similar place, isn't it?

"As promised, we had our clothes disposed of. It was a waste of time, even though it was new..."

When he dressed up as Filman, he decided to use new clothes and cloaks he had never worn, at Filman's strong request.

And the Estella's clothes were burned immediately so that they never fell into Filman's hands.

. . . . . . . . . . . I'm afraid of it. This guy's thoroughness.

"...I feel like I've become a bad fungus..."

"Don't worry Estella. If I were in Filman's shoes, I'd give him a good hiding."

"Are you going to follow me? Then I'm worried about that, in a different way!"

"Yes, Mr. Jillo," Estella-sama likes to smell rather than smell."

"I have no recollection of belonging to such a faction!"

a raucous Estella in front of Estella

These guys walk normally from the house to this point, and here they are making a fuss without hiding themselves. It's getting ridiculous that I've come all the way here hiding...

"Well, shall we call him now?"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

I grab my arm as I leave the corner and head for the gate, and Filman pulls me back with all his might.

"What should I do?"

...who can handle it smartly and gracefully?

"We'll go and call you first, so you can watch it here."

"Oh... I'm getting nervous when I imagine it..."

"Did you just tell me to look!"

"Well, then, me," I'll be back when I see him."

"Don't go home! I'll call you when you've got some exploration, and you'll come to us."

"...will it take some time?"

"Come quickly," How long are you going to spend?"

"...about four years,"

"Natalia, you stay here, catch him by the neck and drag him."

"Wow! Da, don't do that! If you see me interacting with other women, I'll hate you!"

"...yes, that's probably all right,"

Every time Firman says something, Estella dries up somehow.

Such an extremely fastidious woman would only exist in Filman's brain.

You care too much.

"Then walk on your own feet, lest you should touch Natalia."

"Well... that's..."

"Natalia, if he's tired, carry him under your arm."

"All right. We deliver it in an infinitely s*xy way."

"You're going to get me wrong! You're going to get me wrong!"

"Then do your best to prevent it from happening. Here we go, Estella."

"... Yeah. Let's get on with it now..."

Too careful a man can exhaust a girl to this extent.

"Wait! Wait!"

"Why, now!"

When I started walking, he held on to his waist.

I'm sure we'll get on with it!

"I'm getting nervous all of a sudden! If I talk about it now, I think I'll be ruined! Let's change the day! Let's do that!"

"You... if you run away here, you'll never come and talk to me again."

"Well, I am a blood relative of the twenty-fourth arrondissement!? I will show my courage in case of emergency!"

"I'm anxious because I'm a relative of Donnis!"

She's been in one-sided love for decades!

Can you trust words of blood that are self-contained and contented?

"Well, then! Tell us something about love!"

"Is love for bananas inherited?"

"My heart flutters when I hear about love! Anyone who's ever been kissed before?"

"You're too s*xually harassed, Filman."

Estella made the same tsukkomi as she did.

Isn't Filman Donis' son after all? He looks too much like him.

The environment is scary, isn't it?

"Then, give me a hundred steps... Mr. Yashiro! Tell me about the woman you like!"

Why does he... hate talking in his sleep with his eyes open?

"I think I'll be encouraged if I think that there's a boy by my side!"

"Stupid. Who's going to do that?"

"Yasilo".

I put my hand on my shoulder.

That kind of person is... Estella.

"I thought it was helping others."

"...Taemae,"

When he finds out that he's not going to get a spark out of him, he goes around to make fun of me.

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You're going to get a bitter revenge, like that. ... in my case it's like, "I'll let you eat it."

"I, too, reluctantly dressed as a man and cooperated!"

"You've always been dressed like a man, haven't you?"

"I'm quite reluctant to wear someone else's cloak,""It must have been new!"

"It's an emotional matter!"

You know... you just want to hear my love banana...

"I don't know what I like about him..."

"...I'm the only one who's worried about love... ...oh, the world is dark... ...I'm afraid I'll be swallowed up by anxiety."

Filman thrusts his limbs and begins to emit dark aura all over his body.

If you look at it carefully, it seems that the mouth of hell opens and the background of the dead man's visit is a depression that makes you feel like you're going to be able to see a vision."

"I'd like to stay in my room for a while... ...about four years."

What's that four-year cycle of yours?

Is your courage shown only in the Olympic year?

"Mr. Jiro... I thought I'd help him here... ...love bananas...poo!"

"Natalia, do you want to persuade me, or do you want to be completely rejected?"

Seriously... love bananas aren't worth it's no good.

"Who do you like?" "I'm so in love with you," he said to an outsider.

That's what you should do to show your attitude to him."

"Ah... I'm in love with Lonelynes..."

"It's kind of like an orchio poem, Filman!"

Boys and girls in this town run away to Poem.

I don't think that's good!

...... oh my gosh.

Donis won't cooperate unless he's positive, talks to Libeka, breaks the ice if it works, or clears the ice if it doesn't work.

I can't help it... Let me tell you a little bit.

I don't usually talk to anyone like this...

"The woman I care about is..."

The eyes of the three of them are on me.

Filman had tearful eyes, Natalia had an unusually serious look, and Estella -- a little nervous.

All right. I'll play it for you.

The story of a special woman that always exists in my heart.

"... he's a good cook, a kind, warm person."

"... ah," murmured Estella.

I don't look, I go on.

"When I get home, I smell the sweet smell of dinner." Whenever I open the front door, they always greet me with a gentle smile. No matter how late you come home, you'll always accept me..."

The mere thought of it makes my heart warm.

The three people in front of me are listening quietly, without a word of humor.

"She is such a woman who can feel at ease saying, 'Oh, she's back.'"

As expected, I'm a little embarrassed, and I'm going to cut it off a little faster.

There was a strange atmosphere there when I heard my story.

...somebody, say something.

"It's warm ... "

A smile comes to Firman's face.

"Mr. Jiro's thoughts... his feelings... pierced my heart!"

"Well... I don't care what you're stabbing me at will, but... well, I'm glad I got the courage."

"Yes! I'm getting courageous!"

Standing up, Filman exclaims with hopeful eyes.

"I'll do my best too! To be back like Yashiro someday!"

`I haven't!'

Can you not fabricate it?

You didn't mention anything like that, did you?

"I'll do it! It's the chance you gave me, so I'll have the courage to talk to you!"

Filman keeps heating up like a switch on. ...to be honest, it's very hot.

You're shaking too much, aren't you, adolescent love?

I guess I'm the type who is easily influenced by movies.

Oh... well, he's a BU lad, too.

"Then I'll call you back before you change your mind." Here we go, Estella."

"………………Yes."

"Leaving Filman on the spot shouting ""Muh!"", Estella and I head to the rice malt factory together."

Today is the second time.

Bertha, if you put me through, I'm sure I'll be able to talk to me.

"... you know,"

Estella, who walks just a little behind me, approaches me.

It's a voice that looks fleeting and almost disappears.

"What's the matter?"

Looking back, I saw Estella staring at me with a serious expression as if she were about to burst into tears.

......what?

"... what did you say before?"

Are you going to steam it up again? . . .

"...that's...that...that's...that's him, isn't it?"

Before she finishes, Estella's gaze escapes.

What are you making such a serious noise about...

"Oh, yes,"

I know him, he's an important and special person to me...

"...I see. As expected...."

Who is he????

"You mean the landlady,"

"To…………………………?"

Filman seems to have been obsessed with "love bananas," but I just talked about "the woman I care about." Actually, I said that and started talking.

It was Filman's selfish misconception that involved love. I won't bother to correct it.

"No, but... you're good at cooking and you're waiting for me to come back..."

"The landlady's cooking was excellent. More than that... well, I can only count with one hand."

"Yes, what was it?"

"Oh, in club activities -- well, it's a group activity like exercise -- when I get home late, it floats under the sunset sky, the smell of the landlady's cooking." I can't stand this again."

When you walk down a dark road and see the house, a nice scent comes out of the kitchen.

I loved that way home.

"After exercising and coming home covered in mud, don't give a bad look, 'Welcome home. "It's almost time to wash your hands, because it's time to eat."

Oh, no... I'm about to cry."...the landlady's boiled fish was delicious..."

......what! I'm going to cry! Shut up a minute, my mouth!

"It was important, a woman...."

"Oh, yes,"

spit out one's words while making a mistake of slurping

"The landlady is my mother... No, she's my mother." She must be a woman."

I have neglected my filial piety to my parents, but I have cherished it. That's all I can say to be true.

"But I'm not a mother-in-law. Rather, I think what's wrong with people who don't care about their parents?"

I can't even say that I'm indifferent to such a kindness.

The same goes for the stable master.

"Well, Filman seems to have taken it for himself,"

I'm the one who tempted you into thinking so, but I'm going to cut the shilla here.

If you've got courage, you've got a pretty good result, haven'

"Well... I see."

I felt that my stiff voice had become just a little rounded...

The sound of Estella's voice changed, and I thought, "Why????

"It's confusing,"

"Yes,"

I was struck on the shoulder blade.

Oh, no... no bones, no bones.

"Oh...... I'm tired."

He laughed at me at the end, complaining for no reason whatsoever, and putting the blame on me.

"Well, let's go,"

This time he'll leave me behind and walk away.

with a springy gait, perhaps in one's imagination

......well, that's what you're going to do this time.

keep one's mind on one's forward back

I didn't understand the reason for your displeasure -- I'll leave it to you.

If you get involved in someone else's love affair, you'll have a high chance of losing your mind.

So if possible, I don't want to get involved.

There's nothing we can do this time.

I'd like to do what I do and put an end to it quickly.

Before I get any more painful revenge.

The leading Estella is speaking to the gatekeeper.

I visited it in the morning, and it has a friendly atmosphere.

After a few words, the gatekeeper bowed lightly into the factory.

Another person comes out of the station standing by the gate and runs away.

I wonder if they'll deliver a message.

"You're going to see me".

Estella comes back to me with an unusually smile on her face.

When I looked at Estella's face, I felt... embarrassed for nothing. It doesn't make any sense at all right.

So I lean against the gate with my back behind me.

Then Estella followed me and leaned against the gate in the gate in the same way.

...is it a scene from a youth movie.

First of all, let's have a conversation and wait.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing. I just want to talk to you."

"Is that all?"

"And I and Jillo are here."

If we don't tell them that Assent is not here, it seems like another business meeting.

Estella seems to have told me that it's more comfortable.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Mr. Claremona --"

In a few minutes, a call is made through the gate.

I sat up and looked back to find Bertha.

`--and Mr. Jillo...Pop,'

in close super‐mini skirts

"Out!"

He thrusts a red card at his appearance, but it doesn't reach Bertha's ear, who started running wild.

"I heard that Mr. Jiro came to see me, so for the first time in my life, I got paid leave! ... Today is OK until night."

"Listen, talk about people! And don't hold hands! ... plainly powerful babe!"

After this, Estella and I explain the situation and desperately suppress Bertha's runaway.

It took about half an hour to get Libeka to call.

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