Chapter 87: 87 Episode 76: Similar but different

Dr. Millie's dry flower course has been completed for a while.

Each of them seems to have tied up their own bouquets and hung them in a cool place.

There will be a dry period for some time to come.

In the case of poppuri, after that you add fragrance to it with essence oil.

A poplar filled with dried flowers and leaves and enjoying the fragrance of a slightly fragrant herb. You might want to decorate the table at the Yodamari-tei.

You can't decorate the dining room table with fresh flowers.

There is a danger of petals falling, insects coming and falling and water spilling.

"I'm looking forward to it, Poppuri."

Jeanette says happily when she sees flowers hanging from the wall.

The person who receives it will be so happy, and the person who presents it will be able to see it. There's a strange exaltation that makes me feel ecstatic.

Flower-giving event... It's going to be a big deal if it takes root.

"If we hold workshops on dried flowers and arrangements like this, I think there will be more people interested in flowers."

"Well... ...but... speaking in front of people... ...is not good at all."

Uh... I see.

That was a blind spot, wasn't it?

I thought it was a good idea, but...

"But.........if Mr. Tentoumushi says... ...think about it and see."

Oh, it's surprisingly pleasant.

If it goes well, herbal tea and cakes may be a good way to attract fashionable girls.

If such a playful bakery in Forty‐Ward is attracting a certain number of customers, it is likely that if you provide them with something decent you will be able to beat them down to the disadvantage of Forty‐Second Ward.

"I'll go and see my flowers again."

"...and Magda,"

"Oh, so do I!"

"Well, then, I'll take advantage of it, too.

The owner goes to see each flower hung at intervals.

I could have decorated it a little more as a flower arrangement, but it was a little wasteful, but I decided to make it a dry flower soon.

That's why you want to see even a little bit of beauty as a flower arrangement.

Butterflies are not the only ones swarming around flowers, aren't they?

Then, in a good way, there was no one around me.

Dry flowers are good, but I have something to ask Milly.

...if possible, so that no one else can ask you.

"Millie... Do you have a moment?"

"...?"

Milly is coming up to me, but... I still don't want to talk here.

Do you invite me out casually?

I speak to Jeanette near the counter.

"I'll have a look at Milly's cart,"

"Oh, yes,"

While listening to Jeanette's reply, I pull Milly's hand and move out of the dining room.

Having moved a little fast, Milly had sprinted.

The ladybugs are swaying fluffily over my head.

When I went outside, I closed the door tightly and turned to Milly.

"...? Do you see the cart?"

"No, the cart is fine. Oh, no, let's take a look at it now."

A quick glance over the empty cart.

You can't tell a lie in a stupid place. It won't be a lie if you look at it for now.

It's bigger than I expected. I guess I have enough room to lie sprawling over.

Milly follows me right next to me looking at the cart.

He's smiling all the time, perhaps happy that I'm interested in carts.

"And I have something to ask you,"

"What?"

"Does Soleil know flowers?"

"Yeah. Pretty flowers... orange flowers with big petals, like the sun."

It must be a pretty flower.

Milly's smile on Soleil's story was more than usual.

"That's what I want. No, I'd like to see it at least."

"Hmm.........difficult."

"Is it... expensive?"

"Well... it rarely blooms."

Won't it bloom?

"Soleil is a flower that blooms occasionally in the depths of the forest... that will make the person who finds it lucky."

"Then it's not distributed?"

"Perhaps... I won't do it for a lifetime... ...soleil will die overnight if you pick it."

and he fell in love with the troublesome flowers."

"Mr. Jinet.........you told me before..."

Soleil must have come to mind.

Milly told me this story.

"Mr. Jinet... when I was alone... ...that my grandfather gave me Soleil..."

It seems to have happened before Jeanette was welcomed to the Yodamari-tei.

When Jeanette was about to be crushed by loneliness, Jeanette's grandfather-in-law picked Soleil from somewhere and gave it to Jeanette as a present.

"He said, 'Now you can be happy...'"

a grandfather-in-law who supported Jeanette in her childhood memories of such a precious person

That's my favorite flower.

"...to go and look for it?"

Milly peeps into my face and tilts my head.

...I'm glad you seem to have relieved me so much of my guard.

There's no guarantee that you'll find it, but...

"Oh, please."

"Yes. I'm being asked."

I got a strong ally.

All right, then I'll go and look for it tomorrow...

"Mr. Jiro,"

`Whoa!'

Suddenly the door opened and Jeanette appeared through it.

...my heart was about to pop out.

"... oh, um... did I happen to be at the wrong time?"

"Well, no... I was just a little surprised." Don't worry."Not to mention me, Jeanette looks somewhat impatient.

They press each other's chest face-to-face with excitement.

My heart hurts...

"And what?"

"Oh, that's it was. Estella's talk about mushrooms was so interesting that I would like to serve a dish using mushrooms for dinner."

What kind of mushroom ambassador is he?

"Do you like sauteed spinach and mushrooms?"

I'll say that and hold up the spinach I hold in my hand.

"It looks delicious,"

"Well, I'll make it,"

"Oh, drop the eggs there, and it'll taste even better." I'll try to look like a half-boiled egg."

"Eggs.........they certainly look delicious."

Popeye egg is a dude. It's even better with bacon.

As I can imagine the taste, I have high expectations.

I wish I could make a little more now than dinner.

"Oh..."

Milly utters a relatively clear voice rather than the usual disappearing voice.

He seems to have noticed something and is staring at the spinach that Jeanette has.

"What's the matter, Milly?"

"That... ...is not true. Fake."

"Fake," says Milly, pointing to the spinach Jeanette has.

...fake?

When I was told, I stared at the spinach.

It's true that the leaves are a little jagged for spinach... spinach leaves are more rounded. Besides, the stem is a little thick...

"It's a stinky spinach..."

"Koo, koo, koo, koo, koo, koo, koo!"

What's that?

Is it another strange plant unique to another world?

"It smells so muddy... I can't eat it."

"Is that so?"

Jeanette bites at the leaves.

"What!"

As soon as she stopped her mouth, Jeanette was in agony.

wriggle and writhe Breathe painfully through your nose and twist your eyebrows. ......what an erotic thing, Jeanette...

"It stinks."

Perhaps out of the will of the restaurant owner, Jeanette never spat out what she had said.

But it must have been pretty tough. My eyes are red with tears.

"This... I can't eat it."

mutter heartily

Is it so stinky?

"Let's see..."

"Oh, don't..."

Ignoring Jeanette's words, I nibble at the smelly spinach.

...I wanted to knock down the cultivated guy.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

I didn't behave as well as Jeanette, so I spat out instantly.

I then vented out all the saliva left in my mouth.

It still stinks, however. It stinks all the time.

What's this? Curse?

"...wow......smells when the asphalt heated by the summer sun gets wet by sudden rain..."

"Asphalto?"

"No......nothing......don't worry..."

"Soil... No, it smells muddy, doesn't it?"

What's wrong with this? Why is it like this...

"Did Assault fool you?"

"Oh, no. This is what I bought yesterday when I went to Forty. At the street vendor I saw on my way home..."

"... were you fooled in the Forty-Ward?"

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No, it's bad in itself to have sold something so uneaten.

There is a strong sense of malice in trying to entrap strangers.

"Well... in the Forty-Ward there is a great cultivation of spinach... ...but some people can't make delicious spinach..."

Milly tells us about the spinach situation in Forty Ward.

I don't know if I'll trick you into selling it because it tastes bad. What a fool!

"I don't mean any harm... but neither do they... I don't know what to do..."

...what?

Those guys?

"Millie, do you know who makes this smelly spinach?"

"...well. I'm a childhood friend."

What a surprise!

The world is small, isn't it?

But what?

"So Milly is from the Fortyth Ward?"

"Well... the neck and the tick... my childhood twin was in Forty-two wow. I belonged to the flower arrangement guild with my father, but one day my father suddenly said, 'I'm going to start spinach.'"

It seems that he changed his mind and started a spinach farm by moving to 40 wards with a light, cold, Chinese glue.

But no farmer seemed to be kind to the newcomers... who had been completely caught on the spinach.

"Ah... but neck and tick are masters of flower searching." So, Sorey...

"Oops! Milly... That's off the record."

"...what?"

"Why, now?"

"... oh. Yeah. Let's not do it'said he.At a glance at Jeanette, Milly nodded convincingly.

Then he smiles happily.

"Mr. Tento-mushi... He'said he.

I don't know what brought me to that impression, but why don't you stop? It's kind of annoying.

"Well, Mr. Jiro. What the hell are you talking about...?"

"Well, this is it. Milly,"

`Well... heave,'

"Yes, sir?"

Jeanette seems to have come to terms with it without knowing what it is.

At times like this, Jeanette is very nice and helpful.

Smile at Jeanette and hide behind the loading platform with Milly.

crouch down to get close to each other and have a secret meeting

"To-morrow... you want to go and look for it?"

"Well... shall we go?"

"Well, I'll ask you to go now."

"Are you all right by yourself.

"I don't mind. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

I don't know, but in Milly, I seem to be made up to be a nice person.

Don't be fooled by a bad guy who pretends to be a good person.

give a little beckoning and put one's hand to one's

When I approached him, he whispered quietly.

"Then I'll pick you up to-morrow.

He looks happy, as if he were sharing an exceptional secret.

"All right. Would you like a morning bell?"

"Well, when the alarm bells ring."

"...Really?"

"You had better hurry up".

"...Really..."

Apparently we get together at four in the morning.

I don't have the confidence to wake up.

I felt so heavy that I thought there might be a hundred children on my shoulder. I don't like getting up early...

"What's the matter, Mr. Jiro?"

"Huh? Ah... I'm going with Milly to-morrow to the Fortyth Ward... when the alarm bells ring."

"Well... it's fast,"

"Oh, it's early. It's not like I'm not sure I'm going to wake up, it's an impossible time to wake up. I guess I have no choice but to stay up all night..."

"Well... shall I wake you up if you like?"

"Really?"

The goddess of salvation reached out to me.

Oh, Jeanette. You can see the light behind you.

I couldn't help clutching Jeanette's hand.

"...can I ask you?"

"Well, yes, I'm sure I'm up half an hour before the alarm bells."

That's amazing!

Aren't you actually a chicken?

"Well, then, thank you very much.

"Yes. Leave it to me."

Now, I'm not worried about oversleeping, but... it's kind of like going to catch beetles.

Without Jeanette, it would not have been feasible.

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

Jeanette fiddles with her bangs in a slightly shy way.

It's unusual for Jeanette to behave like this.

"Well, I'm going to wake Mr. Jiro up in his sleep... ...in his room..."

"Oh, come in," You don't have to check it either.

"Well, yes... Excuse me."

Even if you say it now...

"Ah... and then,"

Maybe it's also a precaution, but Milly is staring at me with big eyes, raising her hand slightly.

"Oh... to-morrow, rice..."I think we'll eat in the 40th leg."

"Then I'll make your lunch,"

"Are you all right? You don't have to push yourself too hard."

"I don't mind. It's what I always do."

Really... Thank you always.

I will send you a bouquet of flowers again. I feel like I'm going to bow to...

After checking the flow tomorrow, Milly pulled a large cart and waved away.

with endless repetition of "bye" ...you are a child.k.

"And where are you going tomorrow?"

"Well... oh, well... I'll see the twins making the smell spinach."

I can't say I'm going to go find Soleil.

"I'm very busy these days."

"Well, it can't be helped,"

It's as if I'm doing it for myself.

... for my own good, you know. Yeah. Don't make a mistake there, yes.

But...

I've been to 40 wards quite a lot lately.

I don't feel like running on a bus, either.

"Don't push yourself too hard."

Jeanette's face looked a little lonely.

Are you worried about me... or I'm lonely because I can't be with you... ...no way.

"I'll get back the money for the smelly spinach,"

"No, this is all over."Is the stance that you are to blame for not confirming?

"Well, let's go in," I've run out of spinach, so I've got to think of a different dish."

"Oh, I see... well, Popeyegg, I wanted to eat..."

"Well, I'll make it again later."

A smiling Jeanette opened the door and found Magda standing there.

...stick to the door.

"What!"

an involuntary scream of Jeanette He immediately jumps into my chest and sticks to me.

... Oh, it smells good.

"... a dirty hug between Jiro and the manager in the garden..."

"Oh... oh, my God!? Su, soot, I'm sorry!"

"Oh, no! This isn't it! I guess it's because you're going to surprise me!"

"Excuse me, I'm sorry I'm an obscene manager!"

"No, you shouldn't admit it! If you don't, you should say no!"

"What!? ... well... ...I'm sorry."

Get away from me and Jeanette shrugs her shoulders behind me.

His face is red. Oh, my God!

That's why.

"What are you doing, Magda?"

"... Magda, I'm good at getting up early."

"No, you're weaker in the morning than me, aren't you?"

"...I'll be proud of it from tomorrow."

"Ah... I mean, take me to-morrow?"

"...Yes,"

Magda's snout beeps "Speeps.

Well... I don't mind.

"Well, Mr. Magda... if you don't mind, shall I wake you up?"

"...I'm sure enough.

You're not so proud in the morning.

Well, I can't talk about people either.

Tomorrow morning is early.

For the time being, I decided to go to bed early today.

That night????

late at night

There was a knock on the door of my room.

thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump.

Then the door slowly opens.........geez.........

Through a slight gap, my shining eyes peeped into me .........

"... Jillo, have you gone to bed yet?"

"I know you're looking forward to it. Go to bed".

I covered my head in a futon, convinced that he would never wake up tomorrow morning.

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