Chapter 421: 421 Additive-free Episode 76: Forty-two wards that begin to flourish

"Oh, my God, that you were still hiding such a great thing."

Estella, who joined the church, has been complaining ever since she ate university sweet potatoes. It's all over the place.

"If you have any complaints, don't eat them."

"I have a complaint about your secrecy. There's no sin in the sweet potato.

This... doesn't it look a little like Bertina?"

I don't think we got infected while we were having dinner at church.

"Are you aiming for hidden giant breasts?"

"Why should I hide it?"

"I don't think it's there to deny, Mr. Estella,"

Estella, pointed out by Molly, throws university potatoes into her mouth in a mischievous manner.

Don't be so cheeky. Don't take it. You can eat as much as you want later.

We have to pay for all the ingredients around here anyway. The prototype at Yodamari-tei will also be paid in advance, and will be collected at a later date.

When we came back to Yodamari-tei after we had donated to the church, we were having a tasting party called Discussion about the upcoming event.

Bertina, who wanted to come with all her might, left her at church, promising to feed her properly later. There was something I wanted you to do.

"Sister, I'm sure you'll come running as soon as you're ready."

Pour new tea into Estella's cup and Jeanette speaks for Bertina's feelings, saying, "I can't wait."

No, maybe Jeanette herself can't wait. The presentation of the snack and the competition.

Estella and these waiters are now passing around to the houses. """You can get a free recipe for Yodamari-tei sweets."""

They also seem to mention that new sweets will be presented as a prize for excellence in the competition.

Estella expects quite a few participants.

"Tock cleaner!"

"Tockley no!"

I opened the door of the Yodamari-tei and two children in sheets rushed in shouting the names of mysterious Italians.

"It's a 'trick or treat.'"

``Well!'

"Don't get carried away,"

I'll grab the kid's head through the white sheets and shake him around.

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

These are church kids who will be on stage as an example of dress in front of the obake competition.

The one I hold in my head is an eight-year-old man, and the other ghost is a six-year-old girl.

"Why am I the only one?"

"Because it's easy to do".

"Hide! I love you!"

"Stupid! Discrimination!"

"More!"

I wonder if this is enough to treat a man of his age who has nothing but energy and strength.

Look! A six‐year-old girl is this small. He's looking at me with his arms up, but it's not intimidating at all.

"Yasilo hyung! I'm scared~? Wow!

"I'm afraid I'm going to be kidnapped..."

"That's all right, brother," Mr. Imelda is also planning to participate."

"Hey, Loretta. Let's stop beating kidnappers, for he's the guild-master of the great guild."

Estella is quite a hit, isn't it?

This cuteness comes from covering a sheet and not seeing her face.

It's dangerous to dress up as a cat girl or a wolf girl. Javier could grow in this city.

"You're so cute,"

"No, Jeanette! I'm scared!"

"Huh. Well, if you say "Wow" more, you might be scared."

"Wow!"

"Smiling,"

a ghost girl with an attacking gesture with her hands up.

The sheets are lifted up and the small feet are visible. Jeanette can't stop laughing, can't she can't stop laughing.

"You guys, can you see well in front of you?"

"Yes! I don't mind!"

"Don't you have difficulty breathing?"

"It's a bit hot. I came running."

"Don't run with your sheets on, I'm afraid,"

`Cookies!'

"Didn't Bertina tell you not to run? ... You'll get in trouble later."

"Oh......what shall I do?"

The ghost boy begins to tremble.

To frighten ghosts! Is Bertina the scariest?

Oh, are ghosts afraid because they're sisters? I'm made to become a Buddha.

"I'm looking forward to other costumes."

Jeanette looks anxiously at the door.

The arrival of these guys means there will be a steady stream of small boobs coming in the future.

At breakfast, I suggested a little costume to the church kids.

The aunts in the dormitory were amused and decided to hand-sew the costume I had presented to them as soon as possible.

The hostesses are also expecting a lot for Halloween, which they had overheard.

"It was just right, for the church now has some extra cloth and thread."

I hear that because the hamsters were taken care of in the church, Loretta donated a large amount of cloth and thread to take care of the new children and to repair them.

The aunts in the dormitory are overjoyed and seem eager to make new clothes for the hamsters and the kids.

"She secretly acted nice.""No! Our brothers and sisters ripped the clothes of the church children. So, to compensate for that... by the way, I'm sure I'll be able to do something similar in the future, so I'll ask you to give me a little more."

"Loretta is a solid older sister,"

"Whoa!? I'm embarrassed when the manager complimented me! I just threw a ball at the dormitory mother because I couldn't sew it myself... and when I told Mr. Ukrinnes about the situation, he gave me a big hit, so I don't have much pocket money."

So it's not a big deal, Loretta says, but I don't think it's quite possible.

I wonder why he's embarrassed when he's complimented normally.

I'm so fussy about complimenting you as I was in a situation where you couldn't be complimented.

"Hmm! Flanken!"

"My dear!"

"Keep it on! Keep it on!"

Suddenly, the little fools rushed into the sunlit house.

Because the vampires don't laugh!

"It's very scary, ladies and gentlemen.

``Well!'

Now we're almost there.

We can only suggest this much, and it takes time to make costumes, so we can't all dress up together.

Only some of the winners of the spectacular rock-paper-scissors battle are dressed up.

"Mr. Jiro,"

Bertina slowly emerged from behind the children.

Did you come early because you couldn't wait for sweets?

I thought --"

"Well!"

cried Bertina. There were sharp fangs growing like beasts.

"Uh-huh. I've made the tusks of Mr. Yashiro's ideas. I feel a little uncomfortable, but don't you think it's going to be a pretty finish?"

They must be proud of their homemade tusks. Bertina is smiling.

If it's all right with…

"Why "what?"

"No, I thought tusks were cats,"

"I'm a fool, so I have to make it sound scarier."

"Is that so?"

intimidated

Open your fingers slightly and bring them to the side of your face in a cat‐like pose.

"Well, I'll feed you!"

"Yasilo, I think Halloween is a little off the track."

Hey, Jeanette, there's no problem.

make friends by giving sweets to one's daughter in a cute costume

To sum up roughly, Halloween is like that.

"Yes! I made university sweet potatoes!"

Paula comes out of the kitchen with a tray.

I was practicing some doughnuts and then making university potatoes.

As long as you learn the recipe for the sauce, it's an easy dish to cook with the skill of Paula. I left Genet up to him.

...or Jeanette has already begun to improve the sauce.

There must have been some candidates in my head. I've been making some trials in church kitchens, and I'm still mixing sugar, liquor and soy sauce in small plates.

I'm looking forward to seeing what kind of university sweet potato will taste like.

"Mr. Yashiro, it's a trick or treat."

A cat, Bertina, is pointing to a smile and a college sweet potato.

Don't point your finger. Don't press me.

"Then you can eat it, too, because it's a performance fee to be put on the stage."

``Yay!'

`Sheets!'

Oh, my ghost took the sheets off.

An ordinary six‐year-old girl eats university potatoes. I mean, when a tribe of beasts comes out of the ghost, they think, well, why don't they have to dress up?

Well, I think that's the way it feels in Japan, but this is normal for them. I feel sorry for you for treating me like an idiot. Let's keep quiet.

"I hope..."

"I want to eat too."

"Watatatamo,"

At the door are the church kids who lost the rock-paper-scissors battle.

He seems to have followed Bertina.

After this, we are planning to go with you to the ground on the east side and to the venue where the athletic meet was held.

It's supposed to be a children's event, so I've heard a request from Bertina to attend.

"Well, Mr. Jiro. It's a tasting job for them... to ask them how they feel and use it as a reference.

Jeanette contrive to feed the kids sweets.

But you're not good at scheming. Even if you try to say something plausible, you're too insecure to say it.

d*mn it!

"Hey, boys. US>"Alignment"

"What?"

"Duck~?"

I won't hold you.

What are you trying to line up like, "Hold me?"

That's not true.

So, Magda, don't join the line casually. It's different.

"I gave these sweets to these kids because they paid me for them. Wouldn't it be unfair if I didn't appear on the show.

"Huh?"

"It's sloppy,"

"Well...""So if you're going on stage, you can eat it't you?"

"'Agaru!'"

All the screams of age by single‐digit children are bad for the eardrums.

Don't be noisy, kid.

That's why I hate kids, isn't it?

"You really like kids, don't you?"

What are you saying, Estella?

Isn't the optic nerve worn out in proportion to the bust size?

"But, Mr. Jiro," I don't have any costume to dress up in?"

"There are costumes that you can do without costumes. Jeanette, get me that paint."

The truth is that cosmetics are more gentle on your skin... but I think it's a little better because your skin is invincible.

My skin feels like freshly pounded mochi, so I don't mind if it gets damaged a little. I'm sure you'll be fine for the whole day.

That's why I dabble paint all over my face.

"Oh!"

"It tickles me!"

"Rock-card!"

"Oh, what, Mr. Yashiro? What...?"

Bertina's voice flutters as she looks at the colorful faces of the kids.

Jeanette is in a daze with him.

In the meantime, the painting of the first face is completed.

"Well, you're a third-eyed boy!"

"Whoa!? Scared me!"

Looking back at the boy's face, the ghost boy shook his shoulders.

I drew a third eye with a raw blood vessel in my eyeball. It will look 3D at a distance.

I have demonstrated my trick art skills to the full.

"You are... dexterous in honto, aren't you?"

Putting the university sweet potato back on the plate, Estella gazes at the third child.

Look into your forehead and let out an exclamation at the realness of your eyes.

"You can be a fool just by drawing a few pictures on your face."

"Do it to me, too.

"Me too!"

The kids who lost the rock‐paper‐scissors battle flock together.

So, line it up.

Ah, convinced that it wasn't a hug, Magda walked away from the line.

"Genet. Do you have any leftover headband when you made a tactile headband?"

"Yes, I think so. I'll bring it."

"And Magda," Pick up the unnecessary bow and arrow from Usse. I don't care if it's broken."

"If you like Magda's arrow, it's in the room."

"Did you use a bow?"

"I started practicing because I was inspired by the athletic meet."

Where and what are you inspired by?

I've heard that Ricardo wants to learn how to play two balls with one ball.

Medra apparently told him that to do this, he needed the ability to shoot accurately at moving targets.

"Magda... I don't think so, because I yearn for Ricardo

"...it is unacceptable for a palm to trample on Magda's honor. call for cancellation Magda can't do what Ricardo can do, and she just can't forgive herself."

"I see. I don't want to be put on airs at Ricardo's time."

"...yes, when you're in Ricardo."

"Well... to say the lord of another ward like that..."

"Oh, I don't mind, Molly," It's the usual thing."

Estella flaps her hands at Molly, looking as if nothing had happened.

Molly has the tenderness of a saint to care about Ricardo.

That's why, after a lot of practice, my feathers were worn out and I got an arrow with a crack in the arrow shaft.

...what kind of training have you been doing? Will it hurt this much in just a few days?

"Is this all right, Mr. Jiro?"

"Oh, thank you,"

While I was waiting with my kids' faces covered with makeup, Jeanette brought me a headband.

"Wow, everyone looks scary."

"Wow! Wow!"

"Smiling. You must have a hard time going to the bathroom at night."

Jeanette shakes her shoulders when she sees a kid with purple face painted with eyes and ears torn apart, and a kid with white face painted with gray cheeks and purple eyes.

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Yeah. This daemon works in a different world. It was a great degree of perfection, wasn't it?

And if you're old enough to put up with coloring your face, you can wear makeup, but there's a two-year-old kid in the church. I'm old enough to hate this guy if I don't like him at all.

So I can't let you put on makeup. After touching it with your hands, you might put it in your mouth.

So I'll dress you up in a simpler costume.

Fold the damaged arrow and fasten it to the left and right sides of the headband.

and put it on his head????

"Oh, there's an arrow in your head."

"Hahaha! This is cute!"

"I think I'm really stabbed." Hmmm. That's a big deal. What shall I do?"

Estella is hilarious and Jeanette is giggling with her mouth pressed.

Seeing everyone laughing, a two-year-old kid laughs happily.

"Are you tired?"

A kid who turns to Bertina and asks with sparkling eyes.

Bertina nods with a smile and gently caresses the arrow's piercing head.

"Yes. She's very scary and very cute.""Hehe!"

He seems to like it.

It's a staple item that you've promised in Japan, and it's rather a déjarous item that you can wear all the time, but it's going to be funny for the time being in this city, which is considered new.

It's especially pleasant for the kids to wear it.

... well, I just wish the elderly, who don't know the situation, would be so surprised that they wouldn't stop beating their heart.

"With this, even young children who can't dress up can easily participate."

Bertina seems to understand that if she can't dress up, she won't get sweets.

I don't think it's necessary to dress up and go around with them, but maybe it's my first event, so it's a meaningful atmosphere to participate.

"Shall we ask Ukrinness to mass-produce this?"

"Why don't you leave it to the woodworkers? You don't have to stick to your headband."

There are woodworkers who do things like long-lasting, basket-building, and so on.

If you can bend a tree and make it look like a headband, you can throw it round at them.

Besides arrows, I want variations like axes and knives.

"Is it a hardware guild if you are going to use a knife?"

"The real thing is dangerous, isn't it?" I don't care if it's a fake. as long as it looks."

A blatant fake would do. That's the quality of a house‐house.

"Ukrinness is definitely going to get busy, so you shouldn't bring in too much work."

"Yes,"

"If you ask me at all, make me a baby hat with the devil's touch, or a devil's horn."

"Like this," Estella said, drawing an image illustration, "I'll definitely make it if I show it to ukurinez like this, girlfriend." Estella took the illustration into her pocket with some conviction.

"In the pocket of an excellent storage capacity!"

"What do you mean!"

"... Estella. What Jiro wants to say is that there are more gaps in his chest than in the average..."

"I know, so don't bother to tell me, Magda!"

Magda has a "sneak" face.

He looks as if he had told him at the moment.

be a little loathsome She looks as if she could build three houses as a woman.

"Now even children who can't stand can participate."

"If it's all right to wear makeup, even children without money can easily participate."

"I'm so happy that everyone in the church can join us."

Jeanette, Molly, and Bertina share such impressions.

I guess they love children and are happy about the current situation in their shoes.

It's all right. Why are you all looking at me?

Don't look at me like that.

"Yasilo is really a kid..."

"That's a misunderstanding, so don't say any more. I'll keep the information secret."

I'm simply trying to make the event a success.

If Halloween succeeds, sweets will spread and take root in the 42 wards, and you will be able to eat normally here and there without having to prepare a Yodamari-tei.

Then Jeanette... well, I think she'll be able to do everything she likes. I don't know, but...

What's more, that's it.

A mere 9Rb of doughnuts will reduce the price of customers.

I'm going to eat, and then I'm going to buy some donuts for my old man. That's all right.

"Look, Estella. This is, so to speak, a net profit by increasing the unit price of the customer."

"Oh, yes,"

I won't listen to you at all right!

What a lord!

How dare you not listen to the opinions of the good people!

I'm going to stuff that mouth with university potatoes that only talk about unnecessary things...

Oh, well, I'd rather have a marshmallow.

I want to squeeze how many into it.

"Well, Jeanette. Do you know gelatin?"

"Is that so?"

"What? What? What?"

"What time does it spring out of you, this walking library!"

Regina sprang up from behind the Jeanette.

Don't add a word. There's a big difference in impression because it's one letter wrong.

Well, I guess it's on purpose!

"Hammarohanga, 'I'm going to tell you what to say from the manager,' and he's coming here and there."

"What did you order?"

"Yes, I'd like that." I thought making the university sweet potatoes colorful would make it look like a snack for Obake-san."

What do you mean?

Jeanette's guy, he already seems to understand Halloween perfectly.

There were really colorful popcorns and marshmallows sold in Japan.

"Do you want to make colorful popcorn?"

"…that's all right." If you leave it to Magda, you will surely succeed."

"Well, with Loretta,"

"... well,"

"Leave it to me!"

Color the nectar on the popcorn and it will turn blue or red.

Molly's eyes roll when she sees the suddenly lively members of the Yodomari-tei.

"It's amazing. It's how new things are born one after another.

"They are unprincipled,"

"Ah, do you say, Jillo?"

I'll tell you.

Of course, Estella.

It's always the people around me who get more excited than I do.

I've only given him the opportunity.

"And what kind of obscene thing are you going to make?"

"Don't use the wrong word with a confident face? It's gelatin." I use it like agar, but the ingredients are different. Have you never heard of Jeanette?"

"I don't have one," Do you know Mr. Assund?"If Jeanette doesn't know, there's a possibility she won't be in this city.

I'll ask Assent just in case.

"I boil down the skin of pigs and cows and make them out of animal proteins, but if I tell the cattleherd, he won't make them." Meat seems to be struggling under the pressure of the beast's meat, and I don't think they'll do it if they earn a second income."

"If it's worthwhile, they'll cooperate. I was at odds with the Hunting Guild about the amount of meat shipped at the athletic meet, and if it could be eased a little, it would be desirable for me."

Well, the quarrel there is like tradition. I don't think the cowherd's profit will go away.

If you're not at odds with each other, it's possible that you're even getting to the point where you're disgusting.

"Would you like to go with me after today's event?"

"Are you coming, too?"

"It would be convenient for me to ease the collision between cattleherd and hunting guilds."

That's why I'm going to see the cattleherd later with Estella.

Cow... I guess it stinks.

My mind came to mind the sight of the ranch I went on an elementary school excursion.

Immediately after the excitement goes up, the memory of the excitement going down comes back to me with a "smell!"

The smell of their droppings is intense...well, they're full of nutrients.

"Sorry, please give it to me.

As Halloween costumes and sweets were buzzing about here and there on the floor, a reserved, slightly intimidating voice was heard.

I saw young sisters standing hand in hand at the entrance.

Are you about ten and five years old?

My brother has a straight little horn and a gentle face.

Both brothers and sisters have long ears with black lines from their eyes to their jaws.

I remember seeing that face somewhere... ...oh, it's a gazelle. a Thomson gazelle

Such gazelleish sisters and sisters look at the kids on the floor and shout, "Huh!?"

"Oh, at Thomson's."

Jeanette flaps up to find her brother and sister.

They seem to know each other.

"Well, Mr. Yodamari-tei... Let's see..."

"These are church children. You don't have to be afraid."

Jeanette smiles at her brothers and sisters who are conscious of fools and adjusts their eyes.

"Who's that kid?"

"They are children of a restaurant called Thomson Kitchen, a member of the Food and Drinking Guild. I've met you several times. There's a store on the east side of the city. you know?"

When Jeanette asks them, they nod their heads off.

I hear Thomson is the founder and father of this brother. Is it Thomson of Thomson Gazelle?

How easy it is to understand!

"You're a Gazelle,"

"Yes, but Mr. Thomson is a Nou."

Is Thomson the only one who doesn't have a Thomson gazelle!?

It's complicated!

"Will Nou and Gazelle children become Gazelle?"

"Well... animal traits come from one of the parents, so animal traits determine how many people there are."

It seems that animal traits do not mix.

It is said that children of the Canine and Zebra tribes will never become striped dogs.

If I were married to a tribe of beasts and their children had ears, it would be considered a tribe of beasts. Well, if you think about it, it's normal.

Even though there are differences in race between brothers and sisters, there seems to be no such thing as well.k.a.

"And what do you want?"

It's hard to imagine two older brothers and sisters aged 10 and 5 coming to eat in the dining room.

If you're in the neighborhood, it's a long way from Yodamari-tei if you have a shop on the east side. What's more, you're new.

Guests come with their parents.

If it's not the case, I guess there's something to do you have something to do?

"Well...!"

My sister clenched her fist and looked at Jeanette as if she had made up her mind.

He squatted down and gazed at Jeanette, who seemed to be stuck in the back of his nose.

"Tell me how to make a doughnut!"

"Give it to me!"

Following my sister, my brother bowed his head.

There was a sense of desperation in the figure.

"Well..."

Jeanette turns to me with a troubled look.

The doughnut recipes are supposed to be released and there's no problem with teaching. Paula is currently practicing, too.

But these young sisters were so desperate that they were a little embarrassed.

"The recipes will be shown at today's event, and restaurant staff will be taught how to make them separately."

"Really!? ...I'm glad."

My sister looks more relieved than me.

"But I'll use oil, so please come with your parents."

Magda and Loretta were also dangerous by splashing oil.

I can't teach you by myself.k.a. kid. without a proper guardian

Furthermore, training sessions for people involved in eating and drinking require a level of perfection without any problems as a product. I'm in trouble at the level of helping kids.

It's meaningless if you don't have the owner of the restaurant or the head chef, or any other person who's equivalent, come to see you.

But...

"...Mom, I'm busy."

The sisters bowed their heads and shoulders.

There seems to be some reason.

"Yes, I did..."

Jeanette also looks sad, apparently aware of the situation.

And he pretends to be twisting his head to help these young sisters.

"Well, let's have a doughnut class for both of you on another occasion." I'll make it with you, so please tell your mother so."

"Yes! Thank you!"

"Thank you!"

My older sister's expression, which I could not understand, softens [makes mellowly.

Jeanette held out her little finger and happily entwined it and cut it off.

Finally, Gazelle and his brothers bow their heads again and wave their hands out of the Yangdari-tei.

Jeanette, who was seeing it off, waits to stop her waving hand and asks.

"What happened, that house?""Actually, earlier this year..."

Close your mouth once, swim your eyes as if searching for words, and open your mouth anxiously.

"Mr. Thomson was in an accident..."

"I see,"

I didn't hear any more.

I guess my mother is running the shop now, having lost her mainstay.

That's probably not going well.

That's why I'm trying to save my management by memorizing doughnuts... or something like that.

"But if other shops start making donuts all at once, you won't get the profit you want."

"Well... I suppose,"

I'd like to help you if possible.

That kind of feeling oozes into his expression.

But it's not our job to do it.

We can't save everyone in trouble.

Jeanette seemed to have learned a lot about it, and she no longer made unprincipled efforts to help.

Only his face says, "I want to do something about it."

"If you're going to have a special class, you can tell me a point where I can differentiate yourself from others."

Jeanette's gloomy face has a negative effect on the interests of the sun-The sunlit pavilion.

"If we can differentiate ourselves from others, we will continue to secure certain benefits."

"Yes, that's right."

Therefore, this is the advice you need to run Yangtari-tei.

"...thank you, Mr. Jiro,"

That's why you don't have to thank me like that.

"Well, if I take it off myself, I might manage this place."

Regina, who was sitting in a chair nearby picking university sweet potatoes, looks up at me and says with a gentle smile.

"I took off my skin and exploded my customer satisfaction with this nude, chubby service..."

"Thank you for the red food, Regina, go home right away.

throw out a black pharmacist who doesn't like sunlight

I was struggling in the sunlight, but I closed the door without worrying about it.

I'm sure he's the best monster in the city.

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