Chapter 386: 386 Additive-free episode 41: Three people who have a connection with Yashiro

a special framework for the bread‐eating race

In this publicity campaign, which was set up to let guests and spectators who had been visiting the district sports day learn about the deliciousness of the new bread, a fool, Gueracy, happily declared war.

Oh, my God. I don't know what to think.

Okay, let's go here by hand.

"I'm here, Mr. Ko."

"There's no competition!"

That's all right, I won without any trouble.

You're going to win now. Go home.

It's too much trouble.

"I won't admit to losing the battle, Mr. Obajillo!"

A strangely shrill fish-faced man stands blocking my escape route.

Gustave is a hunting guild glutton.

Do you have any grudge against me? Did I do anything to you?

"That's why he's so persistent that he doesn't even look at Marsha."

"There is a theory that words have a mysterious magical power! I want you to avoid sinister words and deeds!"

bark in a shrill voice

Oh, I hear you're right. I wonder if she fiddled with the fish like this without knowing what she was in love with Marsha, the past.

I was thinking that it would be troublesome to take advantage of a bad guy...

"Mr. Yashiro... ...was he patting me earlier?"

I seem to be offended even by a winning man who could get engaged to a one-sided love. ...Taemae, who helped me get along with Libeka?

"Say that claim to your fiancee."

"Ribeka is not bad in everything!"

Go rotten, eyes!

The knots are still better!

That's why I'm surrounded by the League of Jiro for somehow.

It was... Needless to say, Estella who set it up.

"Hey, Estella,"

"Because you stated that you would not participate because of your position of responsibility. I tried to make it possible to play in a special slot that had nothing to do with the score."

That's a lie!

You are definitely enjoying this situation!

I'm sure you'll enjoy my misfortune!

What a fellow!

"...that's why I don't grow up."

"It doesn't matter!"

"""Even though there is no mention of ""where,"" you are not aware of the exact points that you have pointed out, Estella."""

"Hush! Natalia, hush!"

I was going to tell Estella one thing, but before that Gustave interrupted.

"If I win, I'll apologize for my past misdeeds."

"Can't you think of anything against me?"

"Those involuntary misdemeanors!? The devil or something, you said.

It's a baseless accusation.

"If I win against Jiro, I will have him write a formal apology and a pledge not to contact Libeka again!"

"It limits Libeka's behavior, but can she violate her dignity?"

"... safe for Libekas to touch!"

"Then the previous one is safe, isn't it?

"Now! Don't be honest!"

I'll tell you, if it's true.

"Anyway! Play with me! It's a serious game with the pride of men and men!"

I don't want to put on a man's pride for a nine-year-old girl...

"And? What will you do if I win?"

"'No need to think! I won't lose!'"

You're close, man.

It's a habit of meeting for the first time. You were a little humorous.

"Well, if you lose... 'Listen to my request,'"

"'………………'"

a caked gustave and filman

and almost at the same time????

"'Well... I think sports should be played healthier,'

--I'm tired of it's all right.

You guys...

"That's all right, on that condition!"

Gerracy speaks confidently to the shy Filman and Gustave.

"The winner can command one thing to the loser. Huff, if I win, I'll make you the head waiter of the day, Oba!"

"The head waiter of the day... ...so you want me to be an E-cup!"

"You can imitate such a thing.

"E-cup would be a must for Ines!"

`Can you only think of milk!'

"What? Didn't you know, Mr. Erin?"

Estella despises Gerracy with a dumbfounded look.

Well, I feel like I'm being despised too, that face.

Well, I don't need to take such a chance."

"It's a great athletic meet, and you can take the game?"

I wonder if I'll take off my shirt to cheer you up.

in order to dispel the elements of anxiety that have been on my mind for a while

It's for the extra time of this festival.

"If I win, buy half of this officially released bread in bulk and present it to the 42 wards." We will hold an all-you-can-eat event in the Great Square! It's called the "Late Flower Spring Bread Festival!"

"Late blooming" has two meanings: that it is too late for a bread festival in spring, and that it rhymes with yamaki. Yeah, that's a great sense of naming.

"Well! That's all right. I will negotiate with the guild of bakers in my ward, and promise to buy in bulk!"

"I'll talk to the baker too."

"I have a craftsman whom I am very close to, and I will ask him."If that's not enough, you can buy it from the baker's guild in the 42nd leg."

``Well, I never thought it was not enough -- '

"We have Bertina,"

「「………………」」

"Huh? What's wrong with you? Why do you shut up?"

Gustave and Firman, who saw Bertina's appetite at the big eateries and the feast, shut their mouths, and Gerracy was the only one who would have overlooked Bertina's fury at the feast in the Forty-second leg.

I can't do that, Gerracy. We have to keep information in place.

"Well, it's easy enough to satisfy one sister. Well, I'll pay for him."

"Thank you!"

Gustave and Filman, thank you very much.

Don't do it, Bertina, that the Gustave is also a threat.

Anyway, that's the end of the spring bread festival.

I'm glad. This looks like we'll be able to manage it.

In fact, I had baked quite a bit of bread yesterday, but there was still a limit to it.

Except for a few exceptional people, about three pieces of cake bread per participant would have been enough, wouldn't it? So I thought it would be better if we could prepare a little more for the exceptional people... well, it was still too lenient.

I was only wary of Bertina and Delia, but... the kids have gleaming eyes. Don't eat them, either.

So let's hold a bread festival for the lord later. Let's do that.

Treating others is wonderful!

Estella and I are both smug. The event full of smiles is wonderful ☆

"Well, I think I'll let you win quickly."

...because the workmanship is flowing.

He turned his eyes to Natalia and gave her a reliable nod.

He seems to have followed my instructions properly. all right, all right.

"Then, please keep your position."

Encouraged by the waiter, we get into position.

Gueracy is the first course, and I am the second course. Gustave is the third course and Filman is the forth course ahead.

On my way to the second course, I said this out of earshot.

"I think I'll go for the cream bread that Libeka ate,"~.Aligned with Rebekah"

At an instant, Filman's eyes glistened.

`...I won't... it's decided that I'm the one with Libeka!'

I wonder if it will work out that well.

Having slipped past Filman, I will now give Gustave this information.

"By the way, what Marsha ate earlier and was excited about, ""Delicious~☆,"" is that cream bread hanging from the third course." I'm sure there are only a few people who know that taste."

"Marsha-san's highly praised cream bread!? And rare food that hasn't yet been known to the world... ...the shared understanding between the two of us... ...is the kingdom of dreams." They play the magic of love! I will give it to you! For the sake of dreams and magic kingdoms!"

Gustave was easy to catch. It's easier to catch than a black bass.

Or will you not say "Dreams and Magic Kingdom" in that shrill voice?

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . It happens that No, really.

Well, now they'll scramble for cream bread.

"All right! Let's go."

"Hey!"

Contrary to Gustave, a grumpy voice can be heard from the course on the left.

Gerracy was staring at her face as hard as she could, in a crouching-start position.

"What?"

"Come on me, too, with your usual cunning tricks!"

"...you're sick now that you're comfortable with being deceived, or that you're past DoM?"

"That's not the case! I'll make a clean sweep of your little tricks! That's what I'm aiming for!"

"Then, if I don't say anything, you can't achieve your goal and become a loser on your own... Phew, he's a fool."

"Say something to me, too!"

Yes, it feels like talking from the top...with great importance

"Gerracy,"

"What?"

".........nothing special to say,"

"Stop treating me like that! Be a little more interested in me!"

What...

I don't know anything about you... even if you ask me to be interested...

"What color is Ines' pants today?"

"I don't know! Ask yourself!"

"With the authority of the twenty-nine wards?"

"Lend it to me! Give me authority!"

"I can't use it,"

"On the contrary, if there is a lord who can use his authority to do such a thing, that would be a bigger problem!"

Maybe it's because we're talking... maybe we're paying attention to Gerracy... but it's hard to signal a start.

Gerracy's legs waiting for the crouching start began to pull a little.

Me?

I'm squatting as usual.

Because it's still "on the ground."

I'll give Estella a signal to start early, and I'll get ready for a crouching start.

"Get where you are, ready...!"

At last the waiter's signal rings and then the bell rings of the bell rings.

--huh!

As soon as I run, I tell Gerracy.

"You're aiming for Anpan anyway, aren't you? You're just following 'Unnie,' Boo Boo Boo Boo Boo-hoo!""Who's after you!? I'm not aiming for Anpan!"

Gerracy runs straight to the leftmost melon bread hanging from the first course.

I know. That's the only way.

If you don't go to Anpan in front of me, you'll have to go to the third course, where Gustave and Filman are competing against each other.

Lovely Firman and Gustave rush in and out of each other's way for the cream bread hanging on the third course.

Filman's guy, you've been eating a lot, haven't you, Gustave, the Hunting Guild? I've heard that that fish face, with a playful voice, has considerable skill as a hunter. He was even selected as a member of the selection team for the elimination of swarms, which caused trouble when the 42nd Street Gate was established.

I can't believe that Libekas can be as invincible as they are... a kind of pervert.

That's why I'm the first to get to the bottom of the bread, leaving Gerracy, whose legs are numb in an impossible crouching start position, and Filman and Gustave, who are blocking each other.

"I won't let you run on your own, Oba!"

One cry, Gerracy speeds up.

He caught up with me out of spite and guts.

however

"I'm afraid you can't beat me."

Gerracy and I jumped at the same time.

Soon after, however, there was a clear difference.

I got Anpan beautifully against Gerracy, who bounced up a melon bread on the head of his nose.

I got a clear shot!

"Huh..."

I'll snort at you and show you the winner's triumphant face.

"Foura! Miffa! Have you seen it? Gerracy!"　

"Don't talk while you're chewing bread! You'll lose your temper!"

In the first place, the bread runs away because it hits the front of the bread.

Targeting is the lower side of the bread.

It's also a good idea to be involved from the other side in this way!

The hanging string is vulnerable to force back, forth, and left, and easily swings.

Because the string has little force to resist the force applied.

Where is the repulsive force? It's a wooden frame with strings tied together. The wooden frame exerts the greatest repulsive force against the downward force, so naturally the force applied to the bread should be from the top to the bottom.

If possible, it would be the easiest way to grab it from the top to the bottom of the bread... ...you have to jump about a meter to grab a loaf hanging over your head, which is not something that a common sense person like me can do.

Therefore, it is necessary to block the escape route first and then apply force.

apply force to oneself from the other side of the bread

It's a pincer attack between the lower jaws and the upper jaws.

There are tips, but once you get used to them, you don't have to worry. And when I was in elementary school, I already mastered how to learn!

My career is different from yours!

however

No matter how much you try to chew, some impact can be felt on the bread.

There's nothing we can do about it. It's inevitable.

"Even with my skill, if you hit ""bad bread,"" you will inevitably have a hard."

Therefore, choosing the bread that can withstand the most shock is a must win.

withstand a shock In other words, bread that repels kinetic energy that is hung from a string of low repulsive force.

If you're going to omit all the tedious formulas and simply say it out, 'heavier bread' is the way to go.

Even so, it is better if the center of gravity is almost at the center of the air.

Among them, the anpan is extremely heavy and centroid.

Both jam and cream are lighter than bean jam.

Melon bread is nothing to beholdenough. Such scathing bread is unfit for the bread‐eating race.

In other words, Gerracy had no chance of beating me, even if I overlooked my experience and knowledge. From the beginning... Yes, from the moment Marul ate Anpan!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa?

"You're not explaining while eating! I didn't know anything!"

Gerracy's tone completely collapsed. You must be quite annoyed. Poop, you little thing!

It's good to have it in a stylish accessory case.

I finish leisurely, leaving Gerracy, who jumps up and down without any cuteness and plays with melon bread.

I took the anpan out of my mouth and turned around to find Filman clinging to Gustave's waist.

It's a crushing defeat in power, but it feels like it's gritty.

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"Do you like it? If you jump now, you'll be able to take off these pants! You'll see them all!"

"Oh, don't do that! The audience has eyes (...especially Marsha's)!"

You've got a lot of guts.

Can you be a villain for love? That's true.

It can't be helped. Will you teach me another good thing?

"Filman! Gustavo! The bread next to it is cream bread!"

"What?"

Who said, "There's only one cream bread?"

In the past races, there was only a different bread hanging from each course, and maybe there's a race ahead like "all course melon bread."

This time I had ordered Natalia to hang creambread on both the third and fourth.

What? Didn't you notice?

I can't do it. Let's decide the facts on our own terms.

You can't trust the truth until you see it with your own eyes☆

``Tell me first!'

His tone was broken down to Filman and Gustave, who were usually polite.

It's all because of love, isn't it?

"I'm scared of falling in love."

"You're the one who's scared, Jiro..."

Estella came to me, the winner.

I don't think I'll wear a ring of flowers around my neck or kiss my cheek. If it were Formula One, they would do it.

"Motorsport in my hometown is not a good sport, and the winner is a beautiful woman to the cheek..."

"I'm looking forward to the Spring Bread Festival."

... oh my gosh!I interrupted him.

"There's not enough bread to-day, no matter how you look at it."

"Well..."

I glanced at the players who were not going to play.

`...you can see a few beasts,'

"Wow, don't look at me so I won't ruin my image ☆"

I don't want to see beautiful girls drooling.

I think we need to convince them to wait until the bread festival, which will be held for the basic Gerracy treat... Estella.

"But I got some good information from your race. How to chew bread, and what bread to choose."

an Estella with a proud smile

You don't have to work so hard to gather information...

"I recommend Anpan," This weight stabilizes you in the air, and even if you touch it by mistake, it won't shake unless it's very strong."

"Huh? Oh, that's all right." Why don't you break it up with me?"

"The bread‐eating competition was a promotion, wasn't it? I didn't pay attention to the game or losing the game. And???????"

To the dumbfounded Estella, I say with a big smile.

"No matter how persistent you are, you can't shake, so you can go right away!"

The blue ball sank into the pit of my stomach... ...Why do you still have it, blue ball? It's over, isn't it?

"I've got a good idea of what you mean. -- I'll win the championship without a hitch."

a gleaming Estella

"Well, if you're looking for a championship, I'd recommend Anpan..."

Here's the devil's whisper.

"Mellon bread is a relatively strong dome-shaped bread that is about six to seven centimeters thick, so if you put it under your gym suit, you'll get an E-cup."

「………………」

There was plenty of silence for more than twenty seconds.

"...I don't think it's good to play with food."

His insincere attitude was exhaled.

Come on, confess!

They were balancing the chance to win a fake E-cup experience with their E-cup experience!

"Why, what's this?"

A shrill voice was exhaled into the sky.

"This softness, tender sweetness and mellow aroma... It's like... Marsha... It's the taste of love!"

Gustave whips up cream bread and screams midway through the course.

No, just finish right away.

Also, I thought I was going to say "Marsha-san's taste" and I thought, "That's a bit off!" and I hurriedly retorted it. ...Marsha, I was pulling it off. He said "...eh" in a very low voice. It was a very unpleasant voice to hear.

Oh, I dug a hole.

"Because I'm always thinking about erotic things."

"Don't be with me".

"Well, I don't make such careless remarks..."

Huh? Come on.

It's okay for me to think positively about erotic things, and for Gustave, who seems to try not to think about it, to make a slip of the tongue... doesn't that mean that he's going to pop out in this kind of situation because he's usually forced to suppress it?

If that's the case, wouldn't it be better for everyone to live more openly to prevent accidents like this? No, I'm sure so!

Okay, I made up my mind! Let's live more openly from now on!

"Well, Estella. E-cup girls are called 'Me□Pangna-chan' from now on, aren't they?"

"Will you refrain from making any remark which would seriously damage the impression of melon bread?"

My nice proposal was rejected and copyrights from other worlds were safely protected.

It's just an inverted letter, so 'Me□Pangna-chan.' It's not "ro" but "□." Shall I make it black? "Me■Pangna-chan." What? It's upside down, isn't it? Safe, safe.

"By the way, girls under the A-cup are called 'Nampan-man'..."

"I'll stuff my mouth with blue balls,"

No, it's as flat as a nan... No, it's nothing.

In the first place, Nanpanman (…) is not a girl. Do you need to reconsider?

The race was going on while Firman was struggling.

"d*mn it! Hey! ... No, it's impossible for you."

`What are you talking about?'

Gustave extorts Filman, who puts his hand on the knee.

"Where did the guts that followed me go!? You had a great fight, though you were you!"

"Mr. Gustave..."

"And... is that all right? What's hanging over your head is a rare food that your precious person said was 'delicious' and that hasn't been on the market yet!? You don't eat it at this moment, and that's OK with you!? Is that the level of love you have?"

`Goo...Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Snoop, wipe the tears with your arms, and raise your eyebrows sharply to make Filman look up.

"I'll do it! I'll enjoy the taste of love with the power of love!"

"That's the spirit!"

Gustave runs up to Filman and looks up at the bread.

"Look, every substance in this world has mass. and to nibble at that bread --"

Then, with gestures, he began explaining in detail.

You know the concept of mass, don' What an excellent hunter!

They might understand the laws of inertia and gravitational constants.

... well, you and this boss are all over the world's laws of physics.

If Are appeared in Japan, many physicists would lose their jobs.

And after a few minutes of lectures--

"Ah! I'm paralyzed! I can't get it!"--Filman got the cream bread safely.

"Then, from here on, it's pure competition!"

"Oh!"

Filman is surprised by the sudden rush to Gustave, but still switches instantly and chases at full speed.

The result was a landslide victory for Gustave, but Filman's performance was excellent.

Several members of the audience seemed to have been struck in the heart and were applauding generously.

I still don't understand the excitement points of this city.

Because they just wanted to eat the same thing that their favorite daughter ate, and they were driven by a rather terminal stalker spirit.

"Thank you very much for your instruction,"

Filman with cream bread in his hand and bowing to the Gustave.

It was a scene that made me wonder if the 24th Ward and the Hunting Guild might be able to build a friendly relationship in the future.

...that bond, though in Japan it's a crime reserve.

"No. I had a good time, too. It's been a long time since I got hot."

Both shake hands firmly and celebrate each other's good work.

nod vigorously and finally exchange words

"Cheers to love."

"Yes, toast to love."

What are they talking about? d*mn.

For some reason, the whole hall is filled with the atmosphere of "That's a good story," but... it's just a complicated man's empathy, right?

I see. Am I the only one who can see the reality? ...heck!

I'll also talk to Gerracy, who has been jumping up and down all the time, without anyone's attention.

"Why don't you retire now?"

"You're so loud! You're almost there! Don't talk!"

For about ten minutes after that, the whole hall was just looking at Ossan jumping up and down (I'm still in my twenties, but my hair style is too tight and it smells amazing, so I thought it's okay if it's Ossan).

When Gerracy finally caught the melon bread, he put up a gutsy pose, but the silent pressure of "Get it done soon!" and "You're running out!" came out of the waiting line, and Gerracy hurriedly finished.

"d*mn... I'll start my special training today, and I'll get revenge next year!"

I'm going to see you again next year, you Ossan.

I wonder if you won't take it for granted...

"Well, Gerracy," I wish you the Spring Bread Festival."

"Hey, I know! ... You'd better prepare a delicious drink that goes well with bread."

"No, I don't drink,"

"I'll drink it!"

"What!? Are you coming?"

"Of course! I'm going to give you money!? I'm sure you're going to participate!"

"I can't afford to devote such a busy lord's time to such things. Please don't think of any unnecessary things, but just give me.

"Don't speak properly only at times like this!"

Oh, Gerracy, I hear you're coming.

Oh... I didn't call you.

"Yasilo... Do you know about diplomatic issues?"

"What? Then would you care?"

"No way. I'll do everything I can to interfere with you, stealthily."

"You've grown stout, Miss Claremona..."

a gnashing gerrymandering that twitches one's temples

If you don't learn quickly, you'll be like Ricardo.

"But this bread is delicious," Not only does it have a crisp texture, but it also has a rich aroma of butter..."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Gerracy. You're pushing the time very hard. I really don't need it, so can you leave right away?"

"My dear fellow! How do you feel about the new bread?"

"Come home soon! It's already past noon! What if the players are hungry and riot?"

I don't have the confidence to stop the rampaging Delia.

"Well... he's as rude as ever." Well, I'll give you a good ear for the Spring Bread Festival! Hmm!"

Uh... Why do you have to ask? Come on, come on!

Whispers to yourself in your room. I'll lend you Regina's best friend (Dust).

"You may be a very noble man,"

"Stop it. There's a sub-wig."

Estella's warm smile gives me chills.

Do I have a social chat with the nobles? No, no. I'd be happy to participate in the event if it was a money grab.

"I want you to tell me the secret of being loved by many lords."

"Why, why don't you ask yourself, the first lord to whom I have come to love me?

"Oh!? Who's in your pocket...?! No, that's not the case! I haven't let go of your guard yet!"

"I'm sure you'll hear a voice like this..."

"You didn't hear me, did you? And my chest doesn't make that noise!"

He's going to put himself on the shelf and play with me all the time.

I'm sure you're fond of a troublesome lord. Ricardo to Tracey And Lucia?

"Estera, you'd better choose a friend.""Well... for the time being, I'll be careful of bad-eyed men."

"Oh, Ricardo,"

"You don't seem conscious, so I'll give you a wonderful mirror next time."

"Oh, my gosh, I'm falling in love with my work."

"Yasilo, what should I do... I'm starting to feel sick when I imagine it says.

"You're a man who never loses his mouth!? You have no room to lose milk!"

"You too!"

"Whose milk is it?"

"It's me!"

I blew myself up under the influence of the force.

Bboo-boo!

with a moment of laughter

...well.

"By the way, Estella,"

"What?"

He holds out his two forefinger in front of Estella, who is hooked and infidelined. and let it go ahead of us. . . .

"You're going back to the waiting line, but which do you want to pass in front of, Natalia in front of you, Regina in front of you?"

"...I don't want to go through both of them."

in the case of Natalia

"You're messing with me again... You're not in good faith? You're in puberty when you first had a girlfriend?" "No, that's the first. I'm going to see you off." "Hmm! I'm going to see you off!" "No, I'm going to see you off." "Me!"

"It's long!"

"Is it a roundabout proposal, like, 'You may be a very noble person?'"

"What!? Chick, chick, chick, chick...!"

"...never?"

"Yes!"

in the case of Regina

`Did they talk about the 'okets'?'

"I didn't!"

`He said, 'Nakanoh, nobleman's bucket'said she.

"It's the secret of being loved by many lords!"

"That's the way I knew it said.

"What, does Regina know?"

"Yes, sir! Our specialist, sir? Well...First of all, his bucket..."

"Come back to your nest now, rotting pharmacist!"

"What, Jiro? What? What was Regina going to say?"

"You don't have to know!"

...they're both poisoned.

Estella gives a disconsolate look to the visible minefield and the future ahead of her.

Still, life is inevitable...

"... Hey, Jillo. I don't want to go home."

"What!? Mr. Estella, did you just say, 'I... don't want to go home today?'"

`No, no, I heard '(a line that I can't say in public)''

"You two are biting at each other!"

"Also, I'm not saying 'a line that I can't say in public,' you rotten pharmacist!"

Estella's careless remark caused both sides to react.

I'd like you to tell me, oh, how do you always feel for a pervert? I'll do nothing but the exact opposite from now on.

With the sun still shining high above the sky, I reflected on myself and tried to escape from reality.

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