Chapter 410: 410 Additive-free episode 65 at Hidamari-tei in the early morning

"Yasilo, you've made a prototype!"

"Quick, man!"

the day after the late blooming Spring Bread Festival, early in the morning Norma came running into the sunlit room with a big smile.

She's got a great smile, but her hair is thighs, under her eyes, and her skin is dry... She's been up all night.

"Norma, I told you you don't have to hurry, did I?"

"It's not done yet, is it?" It's the meeting stage before the full-scale production, not yet! If you don't pack it up here, you'll get involved in the finished product."

and so on.

As I stared at her, Norma's face gradually turned away, and a faintly sulky voice came out of her lips.

"Because if I didn't hurry, the carpenter would take my job."

"No, I suppose it's not a carpenter's job to work on iron plates..."

"But it's a woman..."

How much do you see as a rival, Umaro?

I don't leave everything to you, either.

...you haven't, have you?

"Oh my gosh! The doughnut sprinkled with powdered sugar by Magda Tan is especially delicious! It tastes like heaven!"

"...the sugar handling of magda is professional."

"Glorious!"

...because that's not it, isn't it's not it?

Yeah. I'm sure I don't rely that much on you.

Therefore, they are not of the same kind!

"Norma is the only one to rely on for this job, so don't be too reckless. If I fall down, I'll be no match for you."

"Isn't Atashi the only one you can rely on?"

"Of course. I want to reduce the strength and performance, and also the weight and size if possible. Can anyone but Norma?"

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

He giggles happily, and for some reason he snorts at the woman with a triumphant face.

Do something about it, your homophobia...

"And you've made a prototype.

"Oh, I've just made it to suit the shape and purpose that Jiro mentioned."

Placed on the table, it was a U-shaped iron plate.

The top has a certain amount of space, a fire cover, and a smoke escape chimney to put charcoal on fire.

The bottom is fitted with beast leather and sturdy wooden boards to keep the heat of heated iron from being transmitted to others.

In short, it's a machine that heats up iron plates indoors.

It is used for cooking, of course.

I thought that if I put bread in the open part of the letter U, the heat of the iron plate would make the surface tanned.

If you put cheese on it, it will melt beautifully under the heat.

It burns directly on an iron plate, so it has the same mechanism as an oven toaster, where a wire net is placed, bread is placed on it, heated from above and below, and baked brown.

I used to heat up my pizza toast with torches, but I can't do such a dangerous thing indoors.

That's why I wondered if there was a relatively safe way to make pizza toast with this U-shaped toaster!

No, since we can't use the kiln, we've tried and failed to make an alternative to a stone kiln.

Iron plates take longer to warm up, cool down, dangerous during use, expensive fuel, smoky, and many other drawbacks, but alternative to stone pots would be a valuable alternative.

Anyway, if this guy is approved, he can bake pizza and even make bread.

If "flour-based bread baked in a stone oven" is what this town defines as bread, it can be said that it is not bread if it is baked in an iron oven instead of in a stone kiln.

It's hard to adjust the heat, so you won't be able to bake bread very often, but if you can keep the temperature constant, you'll be able to make pizza!

If it's pizza toast at least, it's going to be cooked!

So I wish I could do it.I asked Norma to do it with such a light heart that…I never expected her to stay up all night to finish the prototype.

"Wow, it's so big."

Jeanette blinks at Norma's U-shaped oven.

His eyes are like a boy staring at a toy robot.

"If it were about two hundred degrees, I could bake the surface of the bread quickly."

"You can do it at that temperature." Well, it will take some time."

If you put burning charcoal on the top of the iron plate and heat the whole iron plate, it will take some time for the iron plate to get hot.

In addition, a touch of it will cause immediate burns.

"I should like to make this a little more practical,"

"Then let me know your opinion! Why don't you try it for now? You can use it!"

"Norma, calm down."

Norma picks up a lump of big iron and pushes it hard.

Don't worry, you've got to settle down. And get some sleep.

"Can you make space in the kitchen, Jeanette?"

"Yes. If I put a stand by the stove... would a wooden stand burn?"

"It's all right! This beast's leather is a lie! And it's iron-worked here, so that the heat is hardly transferred to the table."

"Oh, yes, what... haha,"

Jeanette is also a little bit drawn to Norma's fever.

My smile is a little twitchy.

"Huh? What is it? Oh, if you're going to join iron and wood, you're going to shave the joint a little more like this..."

"Don't be noisy! Don't let outsiders interrupt you!"

Womaro shuts his mouth unconsciously to Norma's sword screen.

It's all right, Norma.

I won't be taken away. Don't stare at me like that.

Don't talk too much. Don't growl, Norma. Don't go back into the wild. Come back!

"Now, manager! I'll go to the kitchen right away! Let's have a slow meeting with just the people involved. Please feel free to use it and let me know if there is anything you want me to improve. Quick, quick, quick.""What, Norma?"

Norma holds a huge chunk of iron under her arm and pushes Jeanette's back into the kitchen.

... Why are you so desperate?

"That fox woman was quite concerned that Paula was the one who set up the bread festival.

"You were helping me, chopping cabbage like a pile."

"That's not from Jiro, but from Paula's request."

"What's that... don't do that and make me special like that's how you treat me."

If Paula asks me to do it, it's the same as I already asked. I mean, there's no value in being asked directly by me.

"Does that make pizza?"

"I hope the temperature regulation goes well."

"That's fun, isn't it?

Come to think of it, umaro has eaten pizza before.

I guess that was the first time I met the Yaplocks... ...Woomaro, we're together in many places.

What? Are you friends?

Is Umaro my friend?

"Well, umaro,"

"What is it?"

"The right to be friends with me is charged,"

"Then I'll put up with it as an acquaintance..."

"There's no annual fee for the first year".

"Oh, it's all right. I don't think I can cancel it."

I see. What a pity, I thought you'd get a bad income every year.

"By the way, Magda's friendship is also charged --"

"I'm going to be a premium member!"

...Illustration.

"Premium membership fees are 10,000Rb a year --"

"Oh! Good deal!"

Can you pay!?

Is this the forehead you can pop out!?

"Should I make it 100,000Rb..."

"Oira, increase your workload!"

"...you're not a friend,"

"...? You know him, don't you?"

"Magda, the womalo annoys me!"

"Warmaro, my dear,"

"Ah! The angry Magda is cute, too.

I can't do this.

He's such a bad adult.

I'm a cold person who doesn't understand other people's feelings.

"... does Umaro hate Jiro?"

"I love you," ...but my friend says he's paid for it, so I have to argue with him properly... Mr. Yashiro, he could really take the money."

"…Yasilo loves umaro. You can tell by looking at it."

"That's an honor, isn't it? ...and what about Magda?"

"...Magda said of Umaro...."

"Excited!"

".........you have to pay from here on out."

"Oh, my God! Magda-tan, really little devil!"

Somehow, the womalo seems to be having fun.

Oh! I'm not interested in it! I'm not a friend!

I'm just an acquaintance! Kiss! Pep!

"... a lovely block of Avenue, sink the ground..."

"You're starting to say scary things!? Don't do that because our carpenter is going to get seriously injured!"

Oh, I don't like it.

I couldn't help but say a curse...

I heard that there is a spirit of words, and you have to be careful~, ho ho ho!

"Oh, hero!"

While I was smiling gracefully at the mouth, Barbara burst in with a vulgarly speaking.

"The trout!"

"Huh? What are you playing with? Are you kidding me?"

"You're not kidding me!"

"Well, if you're serious about that, it's kind of scary, Mr. Yashiro..."

Barbara sits in front of me without worrying that I'm holding up my triangle glasses.

Why do you sit in front of me? Sit in an empty seat.

"Why are you here?"

"Delivery!"

"Delivery?"

"Oh! To-chan told me to take this to a hero!"

A bag of hemp is plastered on the table.

The contents were milled corn flour.

"I'm going to deliver it,"

"Isn't it the same?"

"Remember, it's confusing."

"Hey, hey,"

"I'm ticking at Bertina,"

"'Delivery'! It's 'Delivery'!"

The mention of Bertina's name made Barbara listen to her candidly.

Mothers are great, after all.

Spoiled mother Weller and disciplined mother Bertina.

I've learned to listen to this super‐problematic child.

Incidentally, Yodamari-tei has obtained the approval of the peddler's guild through Assunto for direct access to ingredients from Yaplock, Neferry and Delia, who had previous exclusive contracts.Or rather, instead of being loud, they are told to call out to me if anything happens.

Is this another kind of give and take?

"Oh, Mr. Barbara. Are you here to eat?"

"Oh, Loretta! It's 'delivery.'"

"Whoa!? Big brother! Barbara used the right word!"

"Hmm! That's great!"

Hahaha, Barbara?

You were very low-rated, weren't you? I almost got angry.

"What was Loretta doing? Delivery?"

"Ah... I see," I really want to use the words I just learned."

a sharp Loretta

That's quite the case.

"I'm practicing the new product,"

"New product?"

"It's a doughnut! You can only do it when you're with the manager and brother because the oil is dangerous, but you can practice a lot and do it alone!"

"...but Magda is one step ahead."

He sprang to his feet and Magda walks into the kitchen.

There is only one frying pan, so Loretta and Magda are now practicing alternately.

Now that Loretta is out, it's Magda's turn.

Incidentally, all doughnuts made during this exercise are donated to the church.

The kids over there would be happy to eat it, even if it was a little undercooked or burnt.

Other than in the morning, the kids were overjoyed at the fact that it was a sweet present.

You can practice here and not waste any ingredients, so you can say it's a win-win.

Profits won't go up, though.

"It was later that the donuts were served at the Bread Festival, so the little ones were so full of bread that they couldn't eat the donuts. And my brother told me that he would let me have a lot of food for practice because he felt sorry for me.

"...I didn't tell you,"

"That's what I said in a roundabout way."

"………………It's a difference in interpretation."

Loretta!

Do you really want to make me a good character?

What I can't say is that it's not profitable.

I just thought it would be better to have more doughnuts because they can definitely sell, and I'm forcing the kids to dispose of their practice items that are not accurate enough to sell, but wasteful to throw away, so to speak, they'

In Japan, throwing things away cost money.

I've managed to cut those expenses beautifully, yes.

"Yasilo. You look like you're making excuses for yourself again."

I said springily, and a little cold fingertip pushed my forehead a little.

When I looked up, I saw a referee in front of me, wondering when he had come in.

"...what, Neferry?" He said something like Estella."

"Because, Jillo, it's easy to understand."

"Oh, that's funny. Then guess what I'm thinking now!"

Estella! I'm sure he's infused Neferry with the impression that it' Don't do anything like that. That's why I can't grow up, Estella flat!

"Well... you were thinking about Estella's chest, weren't you?"

"Great Neferry!"

Can you read people's minds...!?

"Well... I'm sorry I'm surprised, Jiro, but it's really easy to understand."

Can't you stand such a foolish thing?

I was called the great con artist of the end of the century....well, I was a big con artist over 2001.

"And Neferry," What do you want?"

"Delivery".

"Delivery? ... I didn't ask you to?"

I needed eggs to practice doughnuts, so I asked Hammaro for an errand, but he didn't ask me to send them to the nefry.

All Hammaro has to do is go and Hammaro takes it home.

"Hammaro, I heard you were practicing donuts at Yodamari-tei, so I came to 'help' you."

"Do you want me to give you a free meal after practicing?"

"Oh my gosh! I'm going to give you a big egg service, okay?"

Neferry winks at the top of your eyes with the five fingers on the left and right.

He's a good spoiled person. He's such a good pose. He's a chicken on his face. To be honest, I'm scared of being looked up at from below by a chicken.

I nodded in spite of myself.

"Why, why don't you... why don't you go and eat?"

"Wow! Thank you, Yashiro! I know what you're talking about."

These acts are called 'threats' or 'blackmail,' Neferry. Kindness doesn't matter. This doesn't matter.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ...

Huh? Why Barbara?

Are you losing your eyesight? Eat blueberries. Get some vitamins.

Teresa's eyesight is getting better. Go for it together.

"Oh, hero!"

After exposing his excited face to what he thought, Barbara glared up at me like Neferry did.

"For God's sake?"

"Barbara, that's completely cuttlefish."

Don't you think you're giving me the best of your ability? Don't wrinkle between your eyebrows.

Don't move your jaws up and down finely. Don't look back and forth."You go home quickly and work."

"Wow!? Why!? The reaction is very different from the reaction of the referee!"

"Oh, my brother is kind to Neferry for some reason."

"Really or Loretta!"

"I'm kind of partial,"

"What, what, what, what, that's not true.

"Look! Like those clapping hands! Oh, you're cute, I'm sure!"

"I see! Is it because you're cute? It's nice, it's cute!"

"Cute is justice!"

"Oh, no! That's not it! I don't want to be cute... oh, look! Say something about Jiro!"

Even if you say so...

The gap between Loretta's and Barbara's sensibilities, who praise Neferry as cute and cute, is too great to keep up with...

Also, how can I get rid of rumors that I favor Neferry?

While his temple was gripped by a mysterious headache, Loretta and Barbara began to mumble around Neferry.

That's a silly story, isn't it?"

"Mr. Neferry! One thing here is to teach us 'cute'!"

"Please, Neferry!"

"Oh, I don't know! I don't know."

a wave of one's hands in front of one's face

My head shakes from side to side.

"Wow! So cute!"

"Good! Let's copy this! I'll be back!"

Ah, I'm getting closer enough.

"Hero!"

Barbara, standing in front of me, shook her head from side to side, waving her hands in front of her face.

"I don't know, I don't know!"

"Oh, you're a fool,"

"Heroes are terrible!"

Barbara jumped into Loretta's chest.

Loretta and Neferry pat their heads, hugging Barbara, who had fled in front of the enemy.

... a fool. Every one of them.

"Mr. Yashiro, I sprinkled powdered sugar on Mr. Loretta's practice doughnut... What happened.

Molly, holding a tray, looks dumbfounded when she sees the devastation on the floor.

"Oh? Molly?"

"Oh, good morning,"

"What? Why?

Neferry excited to find Molly.

After the athletic meet, Molly's favorability seems to have skyrocketed.

"I want to know what the new sugar is like, so please help me..."

"Is the new sugar around here?"

"Yes. It's called powdered sugar. My brother made it at Jiro's request."

"Percy, you did your best,"Well, then I'll have to compliment you."

Shortly after Neferry said that, an adult man was heard shouting "Zujajaja!" on the ground.

I'm sure they're posing like crazy."It was a sound of ~.

It's easy to imagine a happy face.

Molly seems to have noticed something unusual outside.

"No. It's only natural to deliver products on request, so there's no need to over-compliment them."

"But it's a new product. It's amazing."

"It would be great if you could give me advice."

"But I respect you,"

"Don't do it, I'll get carried away soon." Our brother is a fool."

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Molly is keeping her brother in check, who will be listening outside the store. You're struggling, man.

"Besides, I told Mr. Yodamari-tei that I was going to visit him today, but he didn't show up in the morning. Well, I can't forgive you for forgetting my schedule, but... if I were to play around with my work off the hook... ...because I really have to get angry...Well, I'm afraid I'm going to trade in raw sugar radishes, but somewhere in my heart... what do you think?"

A black aura oozes out of Molly's back.

Wow, he's mad. He's mad.

I guess he could guess everything from the angry voice... behind the door he heard a loud "Dump, bang, bang!" and then silence.

Well, be careful not to cut ties, make-up raccoon.

"...uh. Come on... ...my brother's a fool."

The face of the firm sister, who raised eyebrows, seemed to be lamenting over her poor brother, who was lost in love, and seemed to be lonely because he had lost his brother.

It's complicated, isn't it, from Molly's point of view?

"And, Mr. Jiro," It's this doughnut..."

"Oh, do this to the Neighbors first."

"You don't mind? Donating to the church?"

"You're still going to make it anyway, aren't you, Loretta?"

"Yes! I'd like to try again when Magdachy's over!"

"That's why,"

"All right. All right, then."

"Thank you for the meal!"

"Arsh, too!"

Neferry and Barbara pick up the doughnuts as Molly puts the tray down. Barbara is two at the same time."It's good! This moist feeling is good."

"Oh, my God! It's a little bit bitter here!"

"Oh, that's the worst guy! Let's pretend it didn't happen."

The girls cheer up with doughnuts.

Women don't come near. There are so many girls that I'm nervous about... It's not that I'm waiting for the next Magda doughnut.

"Hey, Jiro. What's the difference between this powdered sugar and regular sugar?"

"It's the size of the grain,"

Powdered sugar is made by grinding white or granulated sugar in a mortar.

But how rough is the eye, and how long is it right to do it? It had no choice but to rely on the sensibility of the craftsman.

In Japan, you can just use a mixer, but there's no electricity here.

I could have made it at Yodamari-tei, but I wanted to save myself the trouble of selling doughnuts on a large scale.

So I asked Percy to make the powdered sugar that makes you think, 'This is it!'

He's a playful fellow, but there's no compromise on sugar.

As I had imagined, they finished the quality powdered sugar. It's an excellent article with no variation in grain.

"Oh, it's delicious~"

He slips down a piece of doughnut and the referee breathes satisfactorily.

Powdered sugar adheres to the beetles.

What a surreal sight...

"Oh, you did a great job! It was a bit bitter!"

`So it's the worst of the worst, so it's an exception!'

Barbara's mouth, which had eaten the two, was thick with powdered sugar.

How are you eating?

"You have sugar in your mouth,"

"What!? Are you kidding?"

"Oh? Don't worry! You're eating, so it's okay."

Neferry and Barbara react to my point.

Neferry traces the beetle with his fingertips in a flustered manner.

Barbara licked her lips with her tongue.

You've got a lot of girl power.

Then came Percy, who had thought he had returned to Ward 41. Or rather, he jumped in.

with a ostentatious embrace of mud-stained sugar daikon

"Hello, sweetie! I stopped by while I was at work."

Here's a liar.

"Oh!? It's Mr. Neferry, it's a coincidence, really."

The liar is a white‐faced stalker.

"What's wrong with you, Percy? Work?"

"Oh, well, that's what it looks like? Look, sugar radish! My precious tool!"

No, it's not a work tool. It's a raw material.

I don't think it's possible for you to carry sugar daikon to the 42nd leg of your business. There's no point in taking it out of the factory.

And the reason why the sugar daikon came out is because... it's hard to think I went all the way back to the 41st leg... Is it this sugar daikon? I think they started making it a few months ago.

"You've been working, haven't you?"

"Oh, that? Molly? Why are you here... Oh, yeah! Are you coming to see how the powdered sugar is today? Come on, never mind, seriously!"

"I see. I was careless."

"Yes, I'm crazy about my work."

`Well, I'll play the Spirit's Judgment just once, then?'

"Wait, Molly! Don't do that, brother and sister! Seriously! It's dangerous even if you're joking!"

one's stupid brother

I brought it yesterday, and Molly said yesterday, "Let me inspect it tomorrow." Will you forget yesterday and today?

Get turned into a frog once. I feel too sorry for Molly.

"...huh." Stupid brother."

The muttering of Molly's soul, you know.

That's why I'm going to let you go, so you and your brother.

"Molly is sweet,"

"... an occupational disease."

".........what? What do you mean?"

"... I'm sorry. Please ignore me."

Molly looked away and began to tremble.

The tip of my ears is red.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

They say it's sweet because they're making sugar.

Oh, I see!

"Molly, you're so funny.

"I'm sorry...Please forgive me."

Whatever's funny, Molly's reaction now is funny and cute.

I don't understand how Neferry wants Molly to be his sister.

"So what are you all doing? Oh, this! An donut?"White and rambling, Percy points to the doughnut on the tray.

You want to brag about making the powdered sugar on it yourself anyway.

"Actually, the sugar around here, the powdered sugar, was made by me for this, and in fact, just between you and me!"

"Yes, I know."

"Oh... what a sweet and delicious thing like that... it's amazing... it's too nice."

Neferry and Barbara react to Percy's boasting.

Barbara snaps at the cheap answer of Neferry.

But Percy's consciousness is completely toward Neferry.

"So what? This sugar is the fruit of my passion, my efforts, and... love? Two?"

Percy, who seemed embarrassed when he said it himself, hides his face with a cry of "Ugh!"

It's not cute, a raccoon dog.

"You really are a sugar-hungry said.

"Of course, sugar and I seem to be one mind... whoa!?"

Percy freaks out when he sees Neferry's face.

When I was looking at something, I couldn't help but cry.

"Oh, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole

I fell to the floor before I could say anything.

Hey, Loretta. with a sweep outside

"Oh, there's sugar on it." I was surprised to see Percy coming in just as I was going to get him... I'm embarrassed, so don't look at him too much."

Neferry, who shows feminine shame, faints with a face as if Percy had gone on a sightseeing tour of Paradise.

Hey, Loretta. in reserve

"...now. Come on, stupid brother."

I strongly agree with my sister's dumbfounded voice.

Barbara, strangely quiet, trembled.

"Yes, one mind . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . " . " . . . " . . " . " . . " . . . " . . . " . . " . . . . . " . " . . . . . .

"Hey!? Barbara!? Are you okay? Hey! Barbara!"

Parcy's paranoia is the same as Barbara, who falls down and hits her head heavily on the table.

Oh... That sounds amazing.

Ah, Neferry. You don't have to worry so much. You're a fool to worry about.

"Come on, Barbara," Don't faint, and you lick it."

"Oh, licking...!? Pervert, hero!"

"I don't want you to tell me that you're in a strange delusion,"

"But I didn't!"

`"of the Spirit..."'

"I'm sorry! I was doing it! I'm so obsessed that I can't tell anyone!"

"No, Barbara! As a maiden, that's an area you shouldn't recognize!"

Barbara scrubbing the sugar around her mouth with a bright red face.

Percy returns from the afterlife as the powdered sugar drips to the floor.

"Well... oh, not at all." I was so happy that I almost died."

Next time, use a one-way ticket instead of a round-trip ticket☆

"Oh, that's right! Neferry! Why don't you have some donuts with me? I was wondering if I wanted to eat this too!"

You are unprincipled [unprincipled] to come back to life and make a quick joke. Molly's eyes are getting really cold.

"But I've just had one..."

Neferry must have intended to eat a few, but it seems difficult to say, "Okay, let's eat!" when the opposite s*x says so.

Such shame may be the root of women's power.

However, the airless charlatanuki recommends something sweet without a shred of delicacy.

`I'll spare you about three of these!'

"Come on, relax! I'm going to eat a lot!"

Having finished two, Barbara grabs one doughnut in each hand and begins to fill her cheeks.

Come to think of it, Barbara said to Percy at church, "I like my daughter who eats so much deliciously."

"Mr. Neferry, too!"

"But if you eat too much... you gain weight."

"Oh! Mr. Neferry is all right! Seriously!"

"No, that's not the case..."

That's no good, Percy.

Girls are not happy at all when men say they don't mind.

A girl's diet is a battle against herself.

Even if you have an enemy, it's a 'girl' other than yourself.

It's bad manners for a man to put his mouth in there.

Silence is the answer at times like this.

However, there are also "girls" who don't care about such things...

Barbara took Percy's shoulder to defend himself.

"Yes, Neferry! Mr. Percy likes a daughter who eats a lot! You can put on weight! Rather, a fat one... you know, right? Right?

"What? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"What!?"

Barbara changes into a dramatic touch.That's what happens, isn't it?

If you say, "I like a girl who eats a lot," and say, "You'd better stay thin," then your ideal type would be stomach drooping.

Or is she the kind of girl who runs all the time except when she eats to burn calories? Is she a hamster. Even a hamster would put on weight.

"Look! Boys like skinny girls, don't they?"

"No, no, no... well, maybe not, but..."

Percy's remark now causes the nephelie to puff up.

......cheeks? What? Cheeks to chickens?

"Oh, but! Mr. Neferry is very thin! Grab him, the ideal style... Oh, no! Without any ulterior motive! Not in a strange sense!"

"I don't think I can trust you a little..."

"Oh, my dear fellow.

Percy's face turns white when he is stared at by the referee.

Neferry seems to be in a bad mood for breaking into sensitive territory.

Percy, I won't say anything bad.

Don't speak any more.

The more you try to make up for it, the more you'll fall into the bottomless swamp."

"But! Seriously, Mr. Neferry is not at all at all good at grabbing..."

"That's enough, you don't have to worry so much."

"Eating, Molly, she's just eating sweets for sugar research, and she's really getting fat these days!"

... oh.

Percy, you...

Behind me I heard a hoarse voice, "...what?"

"Molly, you're so thin."

"No, no, it's just that I can't see my stomach. The other day, he secretly peeked into the gymnastics class in the 42nd district and practiced at home. I'm desperate now."

"...me too, my stomach...."

"Mr. Neferry is all right!"

Ah... Mr. Neferry said "ha"......

"...if it's true, it's a job that my brother has to do..."

I hear a dark murmur from behind.

"My brother is playing around... I have no choice but to do everything by myself..."

"He......what? Molly...? What? Are you angry?"

"From today on, I will be the son of Yangdaljeong."

"What!? Wait a minute!"

"Thank you very much for all your help. I don't want to see your face any more, and I'll take you back."

"Wait, Molly!"

With a poop of back, Molly heads to the kitchen.

It's not "thank you for your help," but "I did," you know.

Just before entering the kitchen, Molly turns around and says in a ghastly flat voice.

"Oh, yes. We'll have it delivered to the peddler Guild tomorrow afternoon, so we'd better go home and move the factory."

"No, that's Molly!"

"What? What are you talking about, Mr. Factory Manager?"

"Ugh..."

"Good-night, then,"

The sugar factory's chief executive still remains Percy, as Percy would like to, clinging to even though he doesn't work. Even though Molly is in complete control of the business.

Percy... the one you shouldn't offend the most in the world is your sister.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

"What shall I do... my dear...?"

"Why do you ask me?"

"No, because... Oh, yes! Mr. Neferry also said something to Molly..."

"You'd better learn a little more delicacy, Percy. ...hmm."

Neferry suddenly turns away and leaves the Yodamari-tei.

Oh, I was looking forward to the donuts, but I can't believe I'm going to eat anything sweeter...

Even if you weren't really fat, you know.

Few women can say "Right~?" to "You're thin." In this city it's about Imelda, Regina and Delia.

In many cases, they deny it, saying, "That's not the case."

With that in mind, When I was feeling like, "I need to lose some weight, but I don't think I'm OK with it yet." If you're made to say, "No," "I'm not thin," over and over again... That's not a good feeling, is it's not a good feeling.

"Why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why?"

a crouching parsee

Umaro is also staring down at the stupid albatross.

He's shaking his head with a look of "I can't help it."

I don't want to be depressed forever in this kind of a place like this.

I'll put my hand on Percy's shoulder and tell him exactly what he needs to do.

"Go home and work."

"You can't do it with this feeling, normal!"

"It's not time to be selfish. Show your work and show your remorse. And after showing sincerity, I have no choice but to sincerely apologize."

"But...!"

"If you stick to it here, Molly's favorability will continue to decline."

"If I don't deliver it in time, I'll go to the ground."

"Oh, my! It takes two adults to bully me!"

You must be older than me, but in this world.

"Come home late, dear!"

While Percy was worried about sea urchin, Hammaro came back with a bang.Oh, late, huh?

"What were you doing, Hammaro? Neferry came first, and we'really.

"Well, tell me where the sugar daikon is, go get it, give it to me, thank the sugar daikon, and help me a little!"

"... Percy? You're not bothering me to help you."

"Well, I mean... the situation was, or couldn't it stop?"

This raccoon is a slow raccoon...

"Hammaro, don't leave your job without asking the person in charge."

"Wow... You're right in anger..."

"Reflect,"

"Sincerely, I'm sorry..."

"I'll forgive you!"

"A come-from-behind homer from hell!"

"Ah, Hammaro is so proud to be able to apologize honestly."Good faith is like this, isn't it?

"Ugh...huh!

Percy frowns at Hammaro, who is delighted with his hands raised.

"I... I'm going to make sugar! And I'm going to come and apologize after work! Tell me that!"

a screaming Parsee running out of the store

I hope this will reflect on you a little.

"...because, Molly,"

"...yes. I heard you."

Molly comes out of the kitchen in unison.

I knew you didn't back down.

"I'm sorry, but I don't know if I'm going to be a child of Yodamari-tei without permission... I'm afraid you're bothering me."

"Don't you mind? Ask Jeanette. He'll welcome me with great delight."

"Ah... I'm sure it is." But I don't think it's easy to take advantage of your kindness."

"That's all right. Just help me a little while I'm here. What, Jeanette?"

"Yes, welcome."

A grinning Jeanette appears behind Molly and puts her hand on Molly's shoulder.

Molly looked relieved and then turned to Jeanette and bowed.

"Thank you for taking care of me for a while,"

"Yes. Take it as your own house."

Really. Why did you grow up to be such a nice girl when you were brought up by that brother?

"And, uh... Mr. Jiro,"

Molly is reserved in calling my name.

"That's what my brother was saying..."

What Percy was saying... ...is that so?

"Well, the truth is... it's relatively true."

With her face turned away, Molly's thin arms slip around her belly.

I see. Is that crazy?

"If possible, Norma's diet and Delia's shape-up exercises..."

"That's all right. Perhaps Delia will give you two answers."

"Thank you very much!"

Molly begs desperately, bowing to Norma, who sticks her head out from behind Jeanette.

You're at a standstill.

Here's another desperate fellow...

"Ah, Arsi, too.

Barbara beats on the table and stands up to complain in a fierce voice.

"Please clean up, too,

...Barbara. What a pity!

It's a little too close, and it's so stupid as always.

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