Chapter 365: 365 Additive-free 20 episodes that had become commonplace before I knew it

In the heavy rain, after the heavy makeup army had left the Yodamari-tei, Loretta returned to the store not too long apart.

"Brother! Smell!? It stinks a lot!"

Oh, I see.

Well, for now... Iron Claw!

"It hurts!? It hurts, it hurts, brother!"

"Who stinks?"

"No, no! I called my brother because I had urgent business, and he just said, "It stinks" because the Yodamari-tei was full of makeup smell! I didn't even think he stinks at all!"

"Then, to clear my suspicions, I should say something like, "Brother, it smells so bad, lotus, kukakukuka."

"Oh, that's right! Magdachy is a very considerate lady. Now... brother, a terrible smell... a pervert, that!? I won't say that!?"

Loretta, who had been trying her best to hide it, realizes Magda's plot and stops short. This is a situation where we stood on tiptoe at the boundary between perverts and common sense people.

"And what were you so flustered about, Mr. Gitta?"

"It's Loretta!? That's not a good way to manipulate your impression!"

Hmmm! Loretta is taking refuge away from me towards Jeanette.

Jeanette caresses her head with a puzzled look: "It's all right, Mr. Loretta."

"I see. Is Jeanette safe to smoke?"

"No, no, no!"

"In the first place, I'm not going to hide it! Ah, the manager is going away from me casually! And when I noticed it, Estella is also evacuating a little far away! It's a terrible reputation!"

"... by all means. Loretta is noisy as soon as she comes back."

"It started with Magdachy! Don't do that!"

The restaurant is more noisy than when there were nearly twenty members of the Society for the Study of New Street Names.

Loretta's loudness is considerable, isn't it?

"And what were you in such a hurry, about twenty people alone?"

"You don't even want to look like me anymore! If you're going to play with me, do it properly!"

He gets angry and ends up in front of me, looking up at me with a relatively serious face.

He's oozing with joy.

"Teresa said, "It's bright!'"

The news causes an uproar in the store.

Jeanette held her mouth wide open, Magda straightened her tail, and even Umaro and Becko, who seemed to have little idea, loosened their cheeks, realizing that it was good news for the strange atmosphere in the store????

"The estella begins to scoop quietly."

"Let's get started!"

"... it's hollowed out."

"Don't put it on, Magda!"

With the exception of Estella, who seems to be the only one in a bad mood, everyone here has a look of hope on his face.

"Is that little sister's eye getting better?"

"Oh, perhaps,"

Originally, he had a great chance of getting well and prescribed appropriate treatment and effective medications to the fullest extent of nutritious food. It was only a matter of time before Teresa could see.

It feels like the time has come sooner than I expected.

"And Loretta," What about Regina?"

"Yes! Mr. Regina is probably at the end of something, and it's probably too late."

"Oh, yes. I'm not asking him what's going on, but who's calling for him?"

"Oh, that's what I mean! I'm sure I'm..."

Did you just give me the answer... I don't know what you mean, I don't know much about it.

"Our younger brother is calling for us."

"Then let's go to church first and wait."

"Ah, well, Mr. Jillo!"

Suddenly Jeanette begins to panic.

He wanders back and forth in front of the table, his hands wandering aimlessly.

What's going on?

"'I'd like to go see Teresa-san get well, but she's still open, so I can't leave the store. What should I do?'"

"Oh, oh... yes." That's what it looks like."

A little shy, he shrugs his shoulders and bows, and glances up to me.

I don't think you'd be so obvious to me...

"If you're a shopkeeper, you'll be all right because there's a womalo and Becko."

"Yasilo, please spoil your customers in front of the staff!"

"I hope you will excuse me from imposing labor without hesitation!"

Womaro and Becko come at me to find out what I'm not happy about.

What's forcing labor on you...

"It's all right. I'm not willing to pay my wages, so it's not work. "'Otechudai,'"

"You can't say it cutely!? Free labor, or something else that shouldn't be forced on others the most!"

"This is the first time I've seen someone who is so bad at using "It's OK."

"Oh, you know, it's all right. I won't leave the shop."

Jeanette gave up going out, paying attention to the two disgruntled Ossanes.

Oh, you took care of me.

"Jinet, poor..."

"Yasilo-san, that feeling is enough, so I want you to turn to the Oilers..."

"One millimeter is a luxury... if you can give it a micron, it will greatly improve your treatment."

Somehow complaints from regular customers are noisy.

This may require reform. in order to make clear the difference between the staff and the customer

"I think I'll have a nice Avenue and New Road."

`You're starting to mutter something disturbing!'"What a precise and powerful threat!"

I'm sure that the Forced Translation Magic translated "etaru" in an easy-to-understand way. The intent of my words seems to have been conveyed correctly to Umaro and Becko.

"Mr. Manager! I want you to tell them that the Oylas are watching the shop, go to church with Mr. Jiro!"

"Mr. Umaro remains the same," However, I am willing to cooperate, so I would like you to go out without worry. "I can't cook, but if it's for the service...it's only my acquaintances who come here in this rain, and they'll forgive me for being a little rude."

"What are you going to do, Jillo?" Your biased service policy has been handed down."

"Hey, boys. Don't confuse public and private matters. Are you licking the hospitality industry?"

"I don't want you to tell me!"

`I'll return it exactly as it is!'

"Ah, gentlemen," I'm sorry to have troubled you. It's all right. I'll be waiting at the store. Mr. Jiro, please go to church."

Jeanette is worried because Umaro and one other person are reluctant to do so.

You'd really like to go and see Teresa, who's getting better soon.

"Are you sure you won't come to church, Mr.

"Yes. Instead, tell them, 'I'm really happy about Teresa's recovery.'"

"Teresa-chan, I wanted to see the manager... "Yasashie no Oneshan, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

"What!? ...Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Go away!"

"Mr. Jeanette, you look more distressed than you think!"

"No, no. I'm aware that I've been opening too many stores lately..."

In the first place, Jeanette likes Yodamari-tei.

Jeanette herself probably doesn't want to do anything derogatory.

However, more and more people want to cherish it as much.

Yeah. It's bad for Jeanette, but...

It's kind of interesting to see Jinet that's worrying.

Wow, I'm in a state of course.

Magda quietly approaches Jeanette, who is in agony about not being able to give up, but being asked to meet her and not being able to make it come true.

"... Mr. Yodamari-tei has Magda, so I don't mind going out for a while."

"Mr. Magda..."

"…Magda's work in Cantaltica has taken her to an even greater level. You can leave it to me."

"But! I couldn't work with Magda for a long time, and now I'm having fun working with him, and I don't want to leave him..."

Before the confession was over, Magda jumped into Jeanette's chest and hugged her, "Ugh!"

"...I like the manager,"

It's an all‐out confession.

Magda expressing emotions so clearly is rare.

Magda must have been lonely with Magda, too.

"Ah... I still can't leave the Yodamari-tei..."

"Well, I'll go with Loretta, who's not very well liked,"

"No way!? Of course it's precious and I love it!"

Oh, my God!

I invited Loretta's tsukkomi saying, "I like you, too!? Hey, manager!" but Jeanette bit me first.

Then Estella stared at me sternly, saying, "Don't bully me."

"d*mn it! Loretta is so slow that it's become a reward event where people say they love Loretta. Loretta, thank you!'

"That's all right, isn't it!? I'd like you to say "I like you" or something more!"

"...."

"Oh, Jeanette," Magda is sulking. I haven't been told."

"Magda, of course, I love Magda and Estella."

Our employees are feeling lonely, perhaps because of the holiday.

Don't tell everyone you have to tell them everything like that.

"Of course... Mr. Jiro, too... that big s... the same, right?"

「…………」

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Yes, consideration, kindness.

Yeah... ...don't look here.

"Oh... well, I love you all here."

Jeanette says something loudly as if to mislead. Your impatience is oozing into your smile.

You don't have to go that far with your mind doesn't have to go that far. with a drift

"... does the manager love everyone here...?"

"Well, yes, ladies and gentlemen, they are my precious people."

".........and Becko?"

"...what? Uh...uh...uh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh, of course..."

"...I swear to the Spirit?"

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"Mr. Magda!? Why do you wish to exclude me so far? I am well aware that I am not in the position to be called 'I love you' by Mr. Jeanette!? But it should have been a kind world ending which would not hurt anyone, albeit happily!"

"Oh, my God, Becko," Magda-tan is right."

"Mr. Womaro would be a disappointing man in the top three 42 wards under certain conditions!"Magda's drive has sealed off Jeanette's words, and somehow Becko's eyes are in tears.

"Well, Mr. Becko and I are good friends. You know, Mr. Becko?"

"Yes! Again, Mr. Jeanette is one of the few consciences in the Forty-Second Ward!"

"It's one of the few ... first of all, it's me, isn't it?"

"Mr. Jiro! You're wrong from the first one!? I just want you to keep your bent thumb straight!"

Stupid!

If you exclude me, there would be only human beings, but this city!

"Now, Jillo, Loretta," I'm going right away~"

Estella was preparing to go out, ignoring everything she'd been doing in a row here.

You should be a little more interested here. What are you rushing to do?

Maybe it's because you're rushing forward, and you're catching up with the milk that's about to blow up, and you're always flat.

Now that you mention it, isn't that the reason why the soft, laid-back Jeanette, Bertina, and Imelda, who uses others in their jaws before they move themselves, are big breasts?

When I told them passionately about the great discoveries of the century, Estella rocked me and Jeanette strongly scolded me for "repentance."

... these guys are not fit to be scholars, by any means.

"If that theory is generally correct, how do you explain that Delia has a big chest? Delia is also moving about restlessly."

"That's stupid, Estella. That's hereditary."

"There's nothing like that, but it's all like that!?"

I... unintentionally rejected my own hypothesis.

"Well, I'm going to stay in my room for a while and come up with a new hypothesis."

"I'm going to church!? Don't forget it!"

Oh, I see.

Well, shall we go now? ...although it's raining.

"...wouldn't it stop?"

"If your daily actions are wonderful, you may have the mercy of the spirit god."

`The Spirit's daily actions are not very good, so I'd be a little better off if I looked at them altogether.'

"Your thoughts are not so much positive as fearlessly close, aren't they?"

press an umbrella against me with a dumb look

Well, this is yours, isn't it?

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"Are you forcing me to share an umbrella?"

"Huh!? No! I just gave you an umbrella because it's raining!"

"No, I have my own umbrella. Jeanette~"

"Yes, please be careful."

They seem to have gone to pick it up before I told them, and they'll give it to me right away.

It won't get wet if you put it on by yourself, rather than by yourself.

"And take this towel with you." so that I can wipe it right away when it gets wet."

Say that and put a bag of towels on my shoulder.

There are towels in the church, too. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

With towels, umbrellas, Jeanette and Magda seeing us off, we leave the Yodamari-tei.

A few steps on foot make the hem of my trousers heavy and cold.

... by all means. as if one remembered it was pouring down

If I walk this way to church, my pants will get wet by the time I get there.

and so on, and so on. . . . .

"Oh, it was just right, ourselves."

I was approached from behind.

on a wet Regina

"What's wrong with you?"

"A unique combination of umbrellas!"

I saw Hammaro holding a small umbrella for children underneath Regina's feet all wet.

Protect Regina's knee from the rain to the extent you feel comfortable.

"What are you going to do with it!"

"I've heard that a boy wears it,"

"A girl is not under an umbrella at all!"

With Hammaro's height, no matter how hard you try, you can't put Regina under your umbrella.

Then you should put up an umbrella.

"Didn't you do anything before you left?"

"Oh, my... I'm not good at seriously admonishing Mr. Natural."

I'm good at throwing myself into a stupor something like that.

I see. Regina and Hammaro are not compatible. You can't be nasty if you don't have a shred of malice.

"Anyway, put it under my umbrella."

"Yes! My brother and I share an umbrella!"

"Not you, Hammaro!"

"Hummallow?"

"Well... it's rather cold, you know? Usually, I don't want to get my hands out of the blue.

"Oh, my God! I'll scold you later, and put away that little bottle of suspicious liquid in my hand! I'll apologize instead!"

Regina warns me in a subtle tone.

Here, wipe your hair.

I never thought I'd use it before I got to church, towel.

Jeanette's foresight...? No, even Jeanette wouldn't have expected to use it here.

"Oh, I don't think it's the right size for me. I don't think it's the right size for me... oh, you put it in quickly."

"You chose those words on purpose, right? I'm going to throw them away in the rain."

"Don't do that! If you get wetter, you'll be crazy... Stop it! It's raining cold! Sorry, it's raining cold! It's raining cold! It's raining cold! It's raining cold! It's raining hard.He's got one thing after another...

Fountain of obscenity? Your mouth is...

Put it in an umbrella and let it wipe its hair. in the meantime

"You -- I have a child, will you take care of yourself?"

"Don't tell me. They're all these erotic glasses."

"Who's the wet shirt boy?"

"I didn't tell you!"

"And you, wet shirt Boyne!"

"Mr. Estella, that tsukkomi is wrong!? I'm sure my shirt got wet and it's going crazy! Don't be ripped off!"

Regina laughs happily, wrapping her long green hair in a towel and squeezing it.

There seems to be no more shyness or negativity in the presence of certain people.

"Oh... I'm saved." Towels, big."

"Tell that to Jeanette,"

`Well, let's talk on the breast next time we meet,'

"If that's the case, I'll be there by all means,"

"Yasilo! The irrigation channel is rising a lot. Can you get in?"

The canal running along the fields of Mormat is another great thing.

I think it's a lie that the water here was running down so much that it was in trouble.

So who goes into this fast‐flowing canal? I'm not an Omero.

"But... it's a little cold..."

"Well, I'm sorry," Mr. Regina. My clothes got wet because of my brother..."

"Well, don't worry if you take off your wet clothes,"

"You can rent a change of clothes at church. Jeanette said she had clothes for adults, too."

"You don't mind if I'm naked?"

"You care!?"

"No, wait Estella. I'm not impressed with other people's actions that distort individual principles."

"Yasilo, there's a reservoir there, but I'm going to push it off?"

Then I'll be naked, too, in church.

"The starting point of life!"

Hammaro bansai and screams when he sees a deep reservoir near the canal. willing to get wet in the rain

"What's the starting point of life?"

I'll put the umbrella back in place and splash the wet water on your face.

She smiles tickly and hugs me tightly.

"Here's where my brother let me work for the first time,"

Oh, I don't think so.

I had older brothers and sisters do things like selling things or building stalls before that, but younger brothers and sisters got a job when there was a flood like this last year.

"Here?"

"Yeah! I dug a hole with my brother!"

I've had so many different jobs lately that I don't know what I've done.

I see. Is this the first place?

"Every time we pass by, we're all talking." I'm glad you're here."

These guys are brothers and sisters...

`Praise her for bringing her!'

"Why are you looking at me from above? I respect you well!"

"We're all saying it!"

Throw your umbrella, bang with all your might, and shout unreservedly.

`I love you!'

I don't care about the raindrops falling on me.

with a smile on one's face

Ah... yes, yes.

"Don't throw your umbrella," to get wet"

"It gets wet no matter how much you wipe it, it's endless!"

"Which one!"

"I couldn't think of it!"

"I'm free..."

I'll wipe Hammaro's head with a towel that Regina lent me.

Then, he is hugged again by his legs.

My pants are all wet. for a different reason than I had expected when I left the Yangtari-tei

Gently wipe Hammaro's face and return the towel to Regina.

"What's wrong with you? With your face loose?"

"You're noisy. I'll run you down the canal."

I don't want to imagine what Taro will be born.

Is it Ero Taro or Shimotaro... ...Kotaro?

"That's the first time we put an umbrella in ourselves, and we did it on such a rainy day."

"Of course. If it's not a rainy day, do you have an umbrella?"

"Well, I went to church as I did today,"

"I suppose it's because you're only going to the Yodomari-tei or the church."

`Why, don't you think of yourself every time you pass here?'

Turn your head slowly, look at me through your glasses, and say in a loud voice.

"You dirty pig-yellow!"

"Well, go home wet!"

"Oh my gosh! I'm imitating a hamster! I'm directing a touching scene!"

Where and where are you going to be squealing with "dirty piggyaro"? ... No, there must be a squeaky layer! I'm not that one!`And you don't really say 'like or like' yourself, do you?'

You... you pay attention to that sort of course.

Well, that's for sure. I'm not good at being too fond of people or being directly liked.

But...

"Is it simply irritating to be cursed?"

"Oh, my God, you blinded me,"

The ridiculous atmosphere like this is just right.

It's easy, really. When I're here

Regina, laughing as if she had eaten, looked really strange for a moment just as she arrived at the church????

"I like this gentleman's custom,"

muttered such a thing.

At the moment of eye contact, Regina's expression returned to the usual clear atmosphere;

"I've seen no more breast-sticking shirts,"

He sent me such a joke.

Oh, I see. I've got to keep it in my eye.

But the church was really close to me, and Regina tried to escape my gaze and walked into the church.

Hey, it was a nice milk bag.

She folded her umbrella and got a towel from the hostess Obasan, who greeted her, and... while she was twitching her cheeks with a touch of dry smell, Loretta and Hammaro rushed into the lounge.

Regina is reportedly taken upstairs by Bertina to change her clothes.

So Estella and I remained at the front door.

"Jillo. Shoulder".

"Huh?"

"It's wet."

They will wipe my shoulders with a towel I borrowed from my mother.

"It's pretty wet,"

"Well, if you two go in, you'll get wet."

"Well..."

Estella wipes your shirt carefully and without looking here.

"... a gentleman's custom,"

After muttering such a thing, he patted me hard on the shoulder with his last towel, "Yes, that's it!"

There's a dry sound and a dull pain in my shoulder. ... oh my gosh.

"Here! Let's hurry up. If you don't change clothes, there's less risk of catching a cold in a warm room."

"Well... I see,"

My right shoulder and right leg hugged by Hammaro are soaking wet.

"I don't think I can catch a cold,"

"You didn't put it in a cool place. -- just a method of elimination."

I have no intention of pretending to be a feminist or a gentleman.

It's not an option to keep staring sideways and ignoring Regina shivering in the rain. Then the rest is the option of getting wet. That's just better.

It's the same no matter who's next door.

"That's the only difference, you know,"

"I haven't changed much. fulfill one's original purpose It's worse to be deceived. It's my first priority."

"Well, that'said he. Nothing has changed, you know."

Speak in a meaningful way and head straight to the lounge.

"I'm so relieved.

on the point of leaving

I'm relieved to know that I'm the same selfish swindler as before... I'm sure he's got all the screws off his head, or he's a pretty good guy.

I don't want to make a model for the kids.

With that in mind, I headed for the lounge.

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