Chapter 378: 378 Additive-free episode 33: meshing gears

"Players, please come in."

Estella and this waiter will urge you to enter.

"Here we go, Sheryl! Baa! Ka-chan!"

"What? Huh? Me too? Huh?"

For some reason, even Uller is taken away by Barbara.

Well, you don't have to participate in the competition, so just watch it.

You've given too much pleasure to blame for it's your fault. Yup.

That's right.

"Mokoka. Can you do it?"

"Leave it to me,"

Mokoka, who had been infused with something by Ines and Deborah.

He looks a little different than before.

...I hope it doesn't go idle.

"Well, don't try too hard,"

"I know! The waiter is a shadow -- a shadow makes the main character even more attractive."

The Ines told you that.

All right. That's all right. Don't waste your energy.

Seriously, don't idle around!

... well, I'm worried.

Shall I give you a little support?

"Oh, Barbara".

"What, hero?"

They move into the track and line up alongside Barbara, who was on standby.

When they look at each other, both sides stretch their faces for a moment.

"Three of us are older players."

"Oh, yes,"

Barbara, who is desperate to win, looks plainly disgusted.

As for Mokoka, he looked... relatively calm.

"Barbara, you made a 'promise' to follow my instructions earlier, didn'

"Oh, I remember you well."

They seem to be fully aware that they are spoiled by Uller because of that promise, and they are willing to keep it. I don't have a feeling of reluctance.

But make it a little more enforceable.

"You're not going to break your promise in front of your new mother and cute sister, are you?"

"Of course! He's not a liar, baby, Sheryl!"

He made a desperate excuse.

I love my sister Barbara. You wouldn't want a disgraceful title, "Lying sister," would you?

all right, all right.

"Then follow Mokoka's instructions for this race."

"Ah!? He says he will obey the hero's instructions..."

"It's my instruction to follow Mokoka's instructions."

"Uh......."

Barbara glances at Mokoka and creases between her eyebrows.

Ignoring such an expression of dissatisfaction, I'll check with Mokoka.

"Can't you do it, Mokoka?"

"Yes! Leave it to me!"

a mokoka that gives you a thud on the chest that is not so thick.

Keep it in mind, assistant head waiter. Well, there are only two waiters in that house.

Well... I wonder if this will work.

One's gaze naturally turns to the VIP seats. The parasol twirls around... with a cool face. I'll go get some change someday. Remember, Obahan.

"Then, the first runner, stay in position!"

At the signal of the executive committee, the first and youngest players of each team gather in front of the big balls.

No more than 30 meters. But it's 30 meters, rolling a ball bigger than our body. It can be said that it is a reasonably long distance.

You'll never know what the consequences will be until you try. I'm full of anxiety this athletic meet this time.

I don't think it's going to be that strange because it's a simple rule...

"Get where you are, ready.

--huh!

The children begin to run with the shrill sound of a bell.

```` `Yes!'

"Roll big balls!"

Estella screams from the Blue team.

The blue kids ran as fast as they could. That's all I've got to say, boys. It's not moving at all.

"Go back! Roll big balls, boys!"

"'Yes!'"

a blue team with a big loss

As for the other teams, maybe the Yellow team has a lot of gentle kids, but they are moving forward by rolling the big balls carefully.

"That's right! You can take your time~"

"What's important is control! Be careful!"

Paula and Norma's cheers are sent from the cheering seats.

That place is solid, isn't it? You're keeping a good ranking even though you don't stand out at all.

As for the Red team, the teamworms are well-balanced and racing well, perhaps because they are mainly church kids. He is currently in first place.

"Everyone! Good luck!"Bertina's cheers burst out. out of a rescue tent

...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Give me a scolding. Give me a scolding! It's a good medicine once in a while.

And my White team????

"Oh, wow. Bow!"

"'Cute!'"

"No, run!"

The son of an agricultural guild, who had just been born last year, had been making fun of some adults.

The big balls are not moving at all. One millimeter! Even the blue team started to move properly!

Who's that kid!?

Oh, come to think of it, was there an Ossan who said last year that he was going to be an adventurer because he had a child and he didn't have money? ...That's the reckless Ossan.

I don't know what Nou looked like... First of all, there are two horns on the newborn kid's head. I heard that it's too soft to touch. Is that a corner?

"No! Run!"

"Hey, Jiro! Don't be silly to a one-year-old!"

"Then why did you let him play?"

Momat in the cheering seat tells her to defend her guild.

That's not the time to say that!

"Oh my gosh!"

Nou's kid begged a four-year-old kid nearby to hold him.

The four-year-old kid was a bird-like beast with a lot of acorns, hugging the Noux kid, and rolling along with the other little ones.

`Without the Noux, everything would have gone well!'

"Don't say anything, Jiro! Isn't it cute?"

Even if you're cute, you won't get points!

It seems that Mormat wants to protect his family no matter what happens.

Take care of your team's overall championship before your relatives!

A shaky race continues...and turns the pylon in order of yellow, red, blue, and white.

Strangely enough, it's just the opposite of the order of Typhoon Eyes.

"You guys should run well!"

"Let me do it, please.

The carpenters at the Tolbeck factory and the kids who call themselves apprenticeships are doing their best to roll up their arms. ...Isn't it a little contagious? You and your boss.

Then there are a lot of kids who often show up at the Yodamari-tei.

These guys are running around all year round and are a bunch of useless physical strength, so you can expect a decent performance.

"Listen carefully, boys!"

Mokoka talks to such enthusiastic kids.

He seems to be going to take the lead in the second runner.

"I can't expect you to have a delicate control or a clean run, so just run back with all your might after the U-turn."

"Is it all right to do my best?"

"It's Rong of Mochi! We're going to take it seriously!"

said Barbara, putting her hand on her shoulder, confidently.

I'll take all these kids... well, these two will be fine. I beg your pardon.

"Well, let's take it seriously, hero!"

"Don't let me go,"

Do it on your own. What if I get out injured?

I'm more delicate than these kids.

If you give them a strategy that's not even a strategy, the first runner on the White team will come back.

```Tadaimer!''

Fifteen meters into the fold, the four teams were almost side by side by side by side.

The Blue team is a little behind.

Also, the kid holding the baby of the Nou tribe has never touched a big ball, but I'll try not to worry about it.

Then a big ball is handed over to each team's second runner.

"All right! Don't hesitate to do your best!"

"'Oh!'"

All the kids from the White team and the Yellow team start running at once.

"Hey, you guys!"

For some reason, the children of the Yellow team who replied to Mokoka's words are already running with all their might.

"'Do your best!'"

"I didn't tell you guys!? Control it properly!"

Paula hurries her voice at the kids in the next lane, looking flustered. But it's pitiful. The yellow kids ran over the folded pylon and even over the older folded pylon.

"Come back,"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Paula's angry voice finally leaps into the ears of the yellow kid.

They make a big U-turn far away, and the yellow kids come back.

The kids on the White team are coordinating not to do their best until the U-turn as I mentioned earlier...it seems like they're going to do. It's such a rough ball control, but it's better not to run wild like the yellow team.

"All right, you guys! Use your brains! Head!"

Delia is forcing others to do what she doesn't like.

But the church's relatively good-natured brute girls led the river-fishing guild apprentices in the race.

What are the river‐fishing kids? Are you old enough to show your older sister what's good about you? ...because if you touch a girl in the church, she'll wash her? Keep it in mind you.

Meanwhile, the blue kids who were late at that time--

"Here it is. Punch as hard as you can and hit big balls. Isn't it fast if you chase empty-handed?"

"You're smart!"

"Let's do that!"

he said, with a very childish strategy????

`Do as you please!'

`That's all right!'"Show me your limits!"

"All right! Hmm... Punch!"

```Oh, oh, oh, oh, `

--as most had expected, he was to run after a large ball that was moving farther and farther over the folded pylon.

You can't imagine that, can you? Large balls don't bend automatically.

Luckily, however, this large ball was made by Norma, thin and light on the frame, but it didn't break down because it had a very strong wire in it. The surface of the beast's skin is shock-resistant and elastic, so it is not torn or torn.

...what a powerful ball! There's no other use for it.

That's why the Red and White teams come back competing for the top spot.

"Everyone! Cheer up!"

It's a team of women in the flower guild led by Milly, the third runner on the Red team.

... Huh? Other than Milly, big sisters are part of the team...

"Well, Milly," Is there only one third runner in the Red team...?"

"No!? They're all still young, aren't they? ... They're going to get in trouble, aren't they?"

a subtle reminder of Milly But.........young?

Well, I don't mind. .……………………………………Young?

"Guys! When you come home first, I'll feed you the children's lunch at Yodamari-tei!"

"'Majide!'"

As the young sisters on the Red team shouted, the Red team's kids speeded up.

Apparently, those kids are the sons of these young sisters.

And these still young sisters... seem a little angry. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

The Red team overtakes the White team and starts running away.

Then the moqua moved.

"Dear boys! Are you serious about that!? You're serious about that! Your navel is making tea!"

What a mess!? It's nothing to boil about!

Then, the kids took hold of Mokoka's provocation.

``You haven't taken it seriously yet!'

"Then you have to bump into me! Let's play with me!"

``Oh, oh, oh, oh!'

The white team of kids rush at us with great speed.

In no time did I get out of the red team and leap to the top.

The red team also speeds up so that they can be caught, and two large balls come towards us with a cloud of sand.

"Oh... this... this... it stops... it stops?"

Milly walks back two or three steps with a blue face.

The children's parents, still young sisters, are also in a cold sweat.

"Hey guys! Slow down a bit!"

"Brake! Brake!"

Young sisters are still screaming, but the rest is a few meters away. I can't stop this!

"I don't care! Just stick it in!"

On the other hand, the White team further fanned the kids, and the big balls of both teams rushed into the waiting line.

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``Oh, my God!''

`It's "Good, good, good!"

There are two kinds of voices.

The screams of the young sisters and the spirit of Mokoka and Barbara, who accepted the big balls.

for my part

"Millie, are you all right?"

`Ah... oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! Oh, my God. Mr. Ottoman.'

I saved Milly from a dangerous big ball trajectory and kept her in place by turning her back to a big ball just in case.

No, look.

I know he's more powerful than I am, but he's Milly after all right.

"Heheh... he's protected."

They smile happily like this.

I'll help you.

"All right, Milly! We'll get rid of the Red team before long!"

"Wait! Millie, Red team!"

We put it between me and Barbara to roll a big ball from the White team, but Milly noticed it before the start and ran away to the Red team.

d*mn, I missed it.

"Here we go, hero!"

"You don't have to touch the ball, so keep up with us with all the way.

To put it bluntly, Mokoka and Barbara ran off at a furious speed.

Wait, wait, wait!

Do you want me to keep up with you want me to follow you!?

Big balls are not a handicap at all!

"Push him in the middle of the big ball!"

"I'm doing it!"

"It's a bend!"

The large white ball is gradually turning right because Barbara's hand is slightly out of center.

Mokoka supports it well and corrects its trajectory.

But that would kill Mokoka's speed.

But whenever Barbara runs away, the big ball loses control.

This guy will need a difficult steering job. What are you going to do, Mokoka?

"Turn your hand around! Don't turn your fingers up, but push the big ball down!""You're so stupid, aren't you?"

Mokoka gives instructions and tries to minimize the burden on himself.

But Barbara resists it.

"Are you going to end up as a 'lying sister'?"

"... oh, my God!"

He successfully silences Barbara and follows his instructions.

It's a bit rough, but I guess it's a passing grade.

Following Mokoka's instructions, Barbara turns her wrist back and points her finger down.

In sumo wrestling, the way of pushing is as powerful as a stretcher, but the fingertips get involved in the rotation of a large ball, which makes it difficult to control.

Pointing your finger down, on the other hand, prevents your finger from getting caught up in the rotation of a large ball, making it easier to control.

The difference was obvious, and the trajectory of the wobbly large ball suddenly turned straight.

Barbara seemed to understand the difference, and she exclaimed with admiration, "Oh...."

But you knew Mokoka very well. How do you control big balls?

Ines' wisdom?

I glanced at the cheering seats of my army and saw Ines and Deborah standing proudly, sending them a thumbs-up.

the quick‐to‐smile waiters ...that's cheap, guys.

"You see, it's blurring again!"

"Where!"

"My arm is going down!"

"It's no use saying this! Most of them are pushing it by themselves!"

"Are you tired yet, dear sister?"

"Why!? He's not at all flattered!"

Barbara's backline, which had begun to shake slightly in the axis of her body, stretches.

Thanks to you, the big shake is eliminated, and you move forward rapidly.

A little flutter is the moqua moving right and left to correct its trajectory.

You're in good control, aren't you? the ball, the barbara

All right, if you can do this, you won't need me anymore.

That's why I'm slowing down... ...no, I can't do it anymore. These guys are as fast as a fool... I can't keep up with them anymore... I don't think it's a problem to retire as much as one person. Hold my thoughts to your heart and run the rest alone.

"Palm Pippie! It's too late.

... well, I was going to secretly fade out, but Mokoka noticed me.

"Come forward!"

What's wrong with you know. Are you going to control me? You're impudent. Who can be manipulated as you please? I wonder if I can run any faster! I can't run any faster!

I'll be waiting around here, so you guys should go and call me back. I'll join you later.

"...I can't help it,"If this happens... My teacher's direct biography says, 'If you get a B, the valley is a D-cup!'

Mokoka squeezed her elbows together and pulled down the collar of her gym suit, leaning forward.

A wonderful valley you can catch a glimpse of at the moment!

"I'm sorry, but I've got a little more information!"

I couldn't help but catch up with you!

What?

Where did you learn that skill?

"Heroes... you really are!"

"It's noisy! The valley and the lower and lower milk have unlimited power!"

I mean... "Direct biography of the master"... Did Becko teach it?

"That's what I expected, Master Regina said.

"Is it him!? Or when did he become a disciple of Iromon?"

Is he only studying perverts?

But you did a good job this time, Regina!

"Look, don't be confused and get ready for the turn!"

"How do you turn?"

Barbara can't expect anything like "moderation" or "power control."

How does it come out?

"You have to move a little to the right and keep pushing forward with all your might! Hold the palm pippi to the top so that no big balls jump in the center!"

Then a pylon approaches at the 200-meter mark.

"You must do your best, Monkey!"

"Oh!"

Barbara pushes a big ball at full speed.

I desperately hold back the big balls that are going to rise to the surface under the pressure of the momentum.

And Mokoka--

"You can't bend,"Yes, yes!"

Spin in front of a large ball and rotate underneath the barbara with your hand.

A lateral rotation is added to the large ball, which turns around the pylon in a small arc as it rubs the ground.

"Then the monkey is in the middle! The palm pippi is running as fast as you can till you die!"

"Well!"

"You're kidding!"

At Mokoka's direction, I and Barbara speed up at the same time.

Yes, just as Mokoka says.

We third‐runners... No, the white team in this race is run by Mokoka.

Understand the situation, act on your own, and let others have their own way.

They are required of a first-class waiter.

And it's not enough for the mokoka we've had up until now.

And what's more, it's the reason why I burned the moqua and the barbara with all this trouble.

Maruru asked me to tell him what was missing from Mokoka and what was necessary for serving.

"'Mokoka-chan,' She's very cute and I like her, but she can't improve her skill as a waiter... ...because being wild is an advantage, and I'd like to leave it behind, you know, and I'll tell you directly...?"

...so I'm telling you to stop saying, "Hey?", Babaas.

They all look as if they were "imagining."

"Hey, aphids! Are you sure you're doing your best?""No problem, just run away without thinking about anything else!"

"But there are old Moomba and Kachan in the waiting line!? If you rush in like this...!"

"Don't you want to give those precious people a moment of victory?"

"Dangerous, after all!"

For a moment, the big ball slows down, revealing a feeling that Mokoka has never shown before.

"Believe me!"

When I heard the voice, I was naturally raising the corner of my mouth.

I'm half impressed and half dumbfounded.

Mokoka was about to change now. But this is too straight.

I still don't have the 'poison' essential for the head waiter.

I'll help you that much.

I'm sure I've been indoctrinated by Ines and Deborah's chief waiters, but this one has tried to break the shell 'from me'. That's why it's a reward.

"Oh, I've lost,"

I'll speed up like death, line up next to Barbara, and give her the most condescending look.

"The 'losing sister' who can't even keep what she promised is the 'losing sister' who can't get the most out of it says.

"... what?"

I wanted to make a smarter decision, but my heart rate is already close to breaking point. There's no air in the brain.

All we can do is get over it with force.

"Your sister is well aware of this, isn't she asked.

It's a cheap provocation, but a fool's Barbara would be better understood.

"Huh... I don't think so!"

Barbara, with a bang...

"Ash is not a loser, nor a liar! And Teresa is... Sheryl is so cute!"

Barbara accelerates as if she has put all her remaining strength into her legs.

Don't go beyond human intelligence! Oh, shit! You're also a race of beasts! That's the type who's confident in speed!

"Keep your word, Aphids! Never keep your old lady and mother!"

"It's a stupid question,"

The goal is fast approaching, and the anchor's 'old age' team is approaching.

No, I'm approaching you.

"Stop it, and do your best!"

"Oh, it's now! Palm Pippe! Scratch the milk next to you!"

"No, that's a crime!"

Understanding Mokoka's point, I make Barbara take a tackle.

A Barbara suddenly collided with me from right beside me, and my whole body rolls to the ground.

In other words, if you can come all the way to the end, you can't stop Barbara, can you?

This idiot is probably bad at making adjustments like slowing down or stopping big balls in front of the goal.

It's the least loss to do your best until the very last minute and force them out.

I understand that ... but I don't want to just rub it.

......and why am I surrounded?

Hey, will you answer me? Estella, Natalia, Norma, Delia, Magda, oh, even Medra? Good, don't make hasty judgments about your brain's lack of oxygen.

"... what is it, hero?"

"It's Mokoka's strategy."

"Plot?"

"Yes,"

I'm myself, and I'm already rattled by the damage from the fall and the reckless sprint.

I'm going to throw my jaws and tell them to see with my own eyes.

`Oh! What a surprise!'

When I twisted my aching body and looked at the course, I saw a group of wrinkles in the neighborhood led by Grandma Mummoo on the White team rolling a big ball in unison.

The difference between the Yellow and Blue teams, which were beaten by the second runner, and the Red team, which suffered a major accident by baton-touching to the third runner, is clear, and this lead will not shrink unless the White team's jerky baba is completely blank.

The old people's cold water is just like each other's... You won!

"Oh, my God."

He falls to the ground again and sprawls out without hesitation.

It was a really troublesome mission, Marul's request.

But, well...

I wonder why.

I don't feel bad.

Is it because of the sweat of youth?

This sunny feeling is...

Or was it because he was convinced that Mokoka's voice, 'Believe in yourself,' was firmly in the service?

Well, I don't care.

At any rate, I'll take this race.

It's no use getting first place after all this trouble.

Oxygen gradually returns to the brain.

Jeanette is cheering for old woman Mummoo.

The white team is in a state of great excitement.

Barbara, lying next to her, rises, jumps, and runs away.

Oh, I see.

I'm sure you've won. all right, all right.

Unfortunately, I don't have the energy to get up.

...I feel like throwing up.

Can you take it off for a second?

The sky was blue and the wind was pleasant????

With my oxygenated brain, I thought a little.

I don't think it's a good idea to squabble... I think you could have squabbled a little under the influence of a clumsy... I've done such a bad thing. Yup.

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