Chapter 9: 9 Episode 7: A beautiful man with red hair

The church lounge was lined with Jeanette breakfasts.

It's a little smaller than a school classroom, but it reminds me of kindergarten rather than a school.

I thought there was only a chapel in the church, but there seemed to be a lot of rooms. Well, I've never been to a church before.

The chapel was smaller than I had expected, and smaller than it could have filled with thirty people.

There is a lounge next to the chapel across the corridor, and on the second floor there is a living space for children.

There is a office in the back of the office. It's like a staff room. They say there is a sister's private room in the back, but of course it's off limits to outsiders. ... oh my gosh!

There are other places in the church called workrooms where people even make their own daily necessities.

There are fields in the garden, and it seems to be a subsistence except for Jeanette's breakfast. With all the farmers around you, you'll learn the art from it.

Basically, outsiders enter this lounge and office. And only in the kitchen.

"Is there anything I can do to help you?"

As I said that, I stepped into the kitchen where Jeanette was...

There was a handsome man there.

What?

What's this guy?

Why are you having fun talking to Jeanette?

"Ah, Mr. Jiro,"

Jeanette wags at me.

The handsome Taro, who was across the street, slowly.

"Oh, you're the talker,"

a neat feature with red hair Should I describe it as mesophilic, I have a face like a visual vocalist. My hair is a bit long, and if I was a student, I'd say "cut!"

thin breastplate and long limbs His eyes are a little tight, but his face is relatively soft, perhaps because he usually smiles. ... well, just... I don't know what the ulterior motive is behind the smile.He looks as if he's going to be an erotic.

"I heard it from Jeanette. Nice to meet you, Mr. Obajillo."

Wow, it's chanzuke.

I guess I'm as old as I am now... Eighty percent of men who call girls by chanzuke after sixteen are playwomen and twenty percent are onae.

Either way, they are incompatible races.

"Huh? What's wrong with my face? Is there something on my face?"

"You look like an erotic face,"

"It's impolite of you to meet for the first time,"

A handsome man's cheek twitches.

d*mn it. Are you handsome even when you're cramped? Even if I look into the mirror and make a face, it's like, "It's different!"

"My name is Ova palmro," Please feel free to call me Oba-sama."

"I don't feel at all casual..."

noisy

Be thankful to be called by your name.

"I am Estella. I'll lay down my family name for some reason."

"Is it such an obscene surname?"

"...why do you have an obscene image of me from the beginning?"

Hey, are you handsome even if you show off your discomfort? I was called a ball of fire at the extreme for just being a little annoyed. Who's the ball of fire?

"Mr. Estella has often visited this church, and the children love her very much."

...mainly girls, right?

"I hope you'll always take good care of me."

"That's not the case," It's normal.""Then you're an ordinary kind person."

"Hah! You're no match for Jeanette."

Screaming, puffing, puff!

What's that refreshing conversation?

It came out of my throat more sticky than when I drank the unflavored carpis!

"Hey, Castella."

"It's Estella."

Oh my gosh, my face is scary. I'm going to cry, girl~,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,.

"And that S... ...somehow,"

"It's Estella!"

"Estie La".

"Why did you pronounce it so well? Estella!"

"Ella for short."

"Don't cut it!"

He's a good‐looking man.

Oh, is that what you mean by "Astella, you're so funny" to get a go-kon reception!?

How obscene!

All you handsome guys have to do is drink without saying anything! Fun is the only and greatest weapon of a team that can't compete with their faces, so you're not stepping into that area!

"Astella, do you know the king's game?"

"No, I've never heard of it?"

Ha ha ha ha hahaha!

I can't believe you're handsome and don't know the king's game!

Yes! You're losing! You're losing half your life!

"Is it a game to simulate territory's governance and finances?""Baka-Yaro, it's a game where you play dirty things with girls."

"...what part of that is the king?"

"The king's command is "Zetta!"

"...are you insulting the king, or are you just ignorant?"

Estella squeezes her temples and cramps her cheeks.

d*mn, how handsome are you even if you're handsome!

What about me? I was suffering from a sudden stomachache, and a girl in my class asked me, "What's wrong with you?" I had appendicitis! I was seen by a pretty nurse at the height of puberty! Are you jealous!?

"Ah, Jiro? What's wrong with you? You look so excited."

"No, it's all right... by the way, I'll make it clear that I wasn't excited to remember what the nurse saw, for my honor."

"Nurse?"

Jeanette bends her head slightly in disbelief.

Estella, on the other hand, looks at me with a slightly drawn face. ...there is no reason for you to look at me like that.

"And what is that there?"

"...are you not going to hide your hostility?"

When I point to Estella and ask her, Jeanette looks mystified.

"Mr. Estella?"

I heard that earlier.

Jeanette looks like, "I told you before, right?"

It's not like that... ...what kind of relationship does it have, or something like that.

"Why did you come here before?"

"This is a fair and equitable church for all men, and it's no wonder that I'm here?"

"It's no wonder, but it's unpleasant,"

"...you have few friends, don't you?"

Don't be noisy! What do you care about the most?That's why you're so handsome!

"How to make friends? Well, I've never thought about it. When I realize it, I'm getting along... I wonder why?" That's because you're handsome! Getting to know handsome people is a status!

"We're poor, but we're offering free ingredients. I wish you would refrain from wasting your money?"

"Well... I can't do that."

Oh, that refreshing "I'm in trouble" face!

"Jinnette's food is delicious. Once you've eaten it, you won't be satisfied with another meal."

"Really? I'm so happy."

Don't be happy Jeanette. You're being trifled with.

"It's on sale at Yodamari-tei. Come and 'pay me' for it."

"I'll do it if I have time."

"If you don't have time to eat, leave your money behind and go home without eating."

"...that doesn't benefit me, does it?"

Do you need any merit? You're a handsome man born, a life-winner, and you're still going to want any merit? Get your tongue pulled out by Enma in Hell! "Oh, I didn't tell you a lie, but I got your tongue pulled out," and the devil in Hell will tell you!

"Anyway, Jeanette's food is good for breakfast. It's not open at this hour, is it?"

"Then leave the money behind the shop,"

"...that's why I have no reason to do it..."

Do you need a reason?

Do handsome people need a reason to contribute to the world?

I don't think there's any reason for the selfishness of beautiful women and the volunteer work of handsome women!"The shop is not open, but you can eat it if you come here."

"Yes. That's why I get up early every morning. I want to eat Jeanette's breakfast every day."

"I see, thank you very much." Every day, if my breakfast is all right with you know.

"Stop, Jeanette!"

I hastily stop Jeanette, who made a terrible decision without thinking.

It was dangerous...

One slow step would have been irreversible.

"You know, in my country, that's a word of course.

"Propo..."

Jeanette screams wildly and blushes her face red.

"Oh, 'Make breakfast every morning' has changed to 'I want you to stay with me forever.' ... It's pretty stylish. Did you think of it?"

"It's an old saying,"

"Then your hometown is a very romantic country,"

a fool's

It's a country that follows you three steps back. It's far from romantic. It's a silver-smoked country.

"But in the case of Jeanette,"

"Well, yes,"

What...?

I mean, is that that's it's that?

Are you saying that you've already had such a relationship, and it's too much of a relationship now?

Then, in the course of the day, we'll find him sitting in that dining-room."

"I can't give you a daughter,"

"...when did you become Jeanette's father?"

It's because it's no!

I can't believe handsome men and big breasts are jerky under the same roof!No permission, no permission! I flatly reject it!

"Oh, Mr. Jiro...?"

Jeanette is afraid to talk to me if you want to persuade me.

I will take Genet's hand and speak seriously.

"Look, Jeanette, listen carefully... handsome men are enemies!"

"What... and... what?"

Oh, d*mn it!

You can't translate handsome people!

"You must trust this type of man the least!"

Especially a natural girl who has a big chest like you and is rather out of shape!

"Man...? Ah, Yashiro, no!"

"What!"

"Mr. Estella is a woman!"

`Only overgrown breasts!'

"My heart isn't a joke!"

"I'm not joking about my gender, either,"

Estella is a woman?

That's stupid.

I look over Estella's whole body from the top to the bottom as if she were licking it.

`Where is this shabby milky woman!'

"... I'm sorry, I'm here."

Estella's mouth twitches.

"Yasilo! It's rude of you to say such a thing to a woman!"

"Are you going to confront the hard reality?"

"That's right! Even if you think so, it's good manners not to say it!"

"I think you're saying pretty bad things, too,"

"Huh!? I'm sorry, Mr. Estella! I don't like lying!""Yes... Jeanette, will you not scoop me any more?"

Estella grabs Jeanette's innocent verbal attack.

"Is your heart hollowed out?"

"My heart has been hollowed out!"

"And that's why you've shrunk so much?"

"I've been withering since before! ... "I'm sorry, withering!"

Estella raises her willow eyebrows and peels her fangs. There's something faintly glowing at the corners of my eyes.

"Mr. Yashiro! To a woman...It's not good to talk about your chest and... your body!"

Jeanette scolds me adorably, "Oh, yes!" and goes to Estella's side and gently rubs her back.

"Are you all right, Mr. Estella?"

"Well... when I'm comforted, that makes me sad."

"Oh, excuse me!"

Jeanette bows her head flat.

Estella raises her hand with a weak smile and stops Jeanette from bowing.

I mean...

"If you hadn't pretended to be a woman, it wouldn't have been so complicated."

"I'm not pretending, I'm a woman!"

`"The Spirit's Judgment!"

When I pointed to Estella and chanted, Estella's body was enveloped in pale light.

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Oh... I could use it too. All you have to do is chant.

"...is this a declaration of war?"

Estella smiles invincibly in the pale light.

After a while, the light faded and eventually faded away.

Estella remains in human form.

That means...

"Is there a misjudgment in "The Judgment of the Spirit"?"

"It's proof that I'm a woman, and I'm not lying!""Mr. Jiro, there is no room for emotion or emotion in 'The Judgment of the Spirit,' so there is no possibility of misjudgment."

Is that so?

That means she's really a woman...

With that in mind, I look at Estella again.

Neutral faces look beautiful to some eyes, and their thin, long limbs look feminine.

......what's disappointing is my flat chest. I mistook him for a man because of this.

"I'm even more responsible than you are for my friend said.

"I'm confident that I'll win by 10:0 if I sue the court?"

A blue streak appears on Estella's forehead.

By the way, he's a man of good measure. It's about time for an average girl to cut off and shoot a slap on the wrist.

It's called demeanor, it's called talk... Is he rich?

Come to think of it, the clothes look pretty good.

"Is it because of family circumstances that you use the first person 'Boku'?"

"...what?"

"I thought the reason why I'm going out of my way to dress and behave like a man is because I don't want to be found out that I'm a woman. Well, I don't think I'm keeping my gender secret."

"...what made you think so?"

"Why... there's so much trouble in a rich man's house, everywhere in the world."

"Oh.........."

Suddenly I cut down on words and Estella picked my jaw and stared at me with ah, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Well, maybe I haven't been able to certify as a girl yet, so I don't feel nervous when I'm stared at... Rather, I feel like, "Oh, what cancer are you wearing, Kora?"

"You... lose your temper,"

"Who's the mad dangerous man!"

"I didn't tell you... ...will you not let me regret what I complimented right after I complimented you?"

Estella sighs.

Then......... he glared at me with a sharp look that was different from before.

What? Are you motivated?"Ginnette," I'm sorry, but may I borrow you a little?"

"What? Oh, yes. I'm just going to lay it out."

"Well, take good care of me,"

As she says that, Estella grabs me by the arm and tries to leave the kitchen.

"What is it?"

"Don't worry, go out with me."

All I have to do is call to the roof? Is it a guy who says, "It's been a long time since I got angry..."

I'll tell you in advance that I'm not confident in fighting. I'm the only one with a weapon and I'll do my best to draw?"

"I have something to tell you,"

"Do it here,"

"In front of her, a little..."

".........is that an erotic story?"

"Why is that so?"

"No, I can't say anything in front of girls..."

"I'm a girl, too,"

"'Judgment of the Spirit'"

"...I'll hit you, really?"

A pale, shining Estella shakes her fist.

My arm around my neck, and I get a headlock. Then he was dragged out of the kitchen by forcefully.

Strong, strong, strong! You're stronger than me!

Ouch! There's no soft ingredient! Why don't you touch the back of your head even though you have your head under your arm!? The spirit god is working hard!?"Oh! It's like fighting!"

In response to the children's voices, Estella says in a smiling voice, "Ah, everyone, after eating~!"

I want you to do it after I have eaten.

I left the lounge and was led out of the church.

outside again

be set free there

"Strong!"

"... you, I'm sure I'll make amends for all the rudeness I've accumulated so far!"

crack one's strangely fixed neck I'll charge you for compensation if you're wrong.

"Are you ... after Jeanette?"

Suddenly Estella said such a thing.

Am I aiming for Jeanette?

Stupid! That's not the case.

What I'm aiming for is ownership of that restaurant!

but I can't possibly say such a thing."

"I've just come to this town, and I don't know much about it. So I got into trouble with Jeanette for a while."

"A good-natured Jeanette would have agreed without a hitch."

Estella's gaze sharpens.

"There have been many bad guys who have tried to take advantage of Jeanette's kindness."

Now that I'm told, I'm finally aware of the obvious.

Such a bottom‐of‐the‐line Genet could never have been targeted.

Not to mention money and land, but that giant milk... some would have targeted Jeanette as a woman.

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"I've driven them all away,"

"You?"

"Oh, it's only natural to get rid of insects that try to harm your best friend, isn't it?"Really

Is it because he kept an eye on his side that Jeanette has been able to live in peace so far?

"That's good," It's strange for me to say, but I'm relieved."

I was somehow very relieved to find out that Jeanette had not had a hard time before.

Estella's eyes, however, remain keen.

"You're going to be one of the men to be cast off, from now on."

"What!"

Wait a minute!

I'm not aiming for Jeanette!

His money and shops... ...well, if you like, that's about it. It's not a real purpose!

"I just want to know about this city. I swear I didn't do any harm to Jeanette!"

"'Judgment of the Spirit'"

`--?!?'

Suddenly Estella pointed at me and invoked the "Judgment of the Spirit."

My whole body is enveloped in pale light.

... this guy, without warning... ...he's a scary guy.

After a while, the light that enveloped my whole body disappears.

"Well... it seems to be true that I didn't do any harm." for now."

"That's why you say so!"

...it's dangerous.

If I had had any ill feelings about that giant breast, I might have turned into a frog.

My objectives are to get information about this city, inn, and rice clearly.

It's acceptable to be dazzled by big breasts... well, I'm glad I'm no match for the libido.

"But that doesn't mean you're worthy of course.

"I don't need you to trust me,"

"To tell you the truth, I can't trust you."

He was declared deadpan and deadpanic."...but Jeanette seems to trust you."Well, unless you do something wrong, I won't do anything particularly wrong."

"You... Why do you care so much about Jeanette? Just because you're my best friend?"

This woman named Estella doesn't seem to be working with such a simple sense of justice.

His eyes look beyond good intentions at his own benefit... yes, he has the same swindler eyes as me.

"You said it, didn't you? I'm in love with Jeanette's cooking. I don't want to lose that taste. I think this is a good reason."

"Then you'd better not drive me out of the dining-room."

"What do you say?"

"If I were gone, that restaurant would soon be ruined." It's impossible for Jeanette to manage."

"Well... certainly,"

Estella folded her arms and nodded.

"So you're going to rebuild that dining-room?"

"Until I live there, to the extent that I said.

Estella smokes and laughs at my answer.

It looked as if I had just taken off the iron mask I had been wearing.

"It's interesting, isn't it, you?" He is honest with himself, honest with his desires, very stupid... intelligent."

He'll roll up his long eyes and stare at me.

an unguarded glance

He's... an alert fellow. My intuition tells me so.

"I'll give you a suspended sentence,"

"Am I a criminal?"

"A very important suspect,"

"What a rude fellow!"

"It's each other's business."

Estella holds her breast with her cheeks swollen like a child.It was unexpectedly cute to express my honest anger.

"Let me observe you for a moment,"

"Are you going to keep a picture diary?"

"I'm not interested in your growth records," But... if you make a suspicious gesture, I'll kick you out any time."

Estella leaves that unsaid and walks out alone to the church.

That's quite an expression.

I'll stay where I want to be without your permission.

"Do you have the authority to kick me out of that restaurant?"

Throwing words at her distant back, Estella paused and turned her head towards her.

"They don't kick you out of the dining-room, but from the 42nd leg."

and, turning forward again, he added at last...

"... "Spice," my dear,"

`--?!?'

Do you know this one?

Did you see that poster... that portrait before I made it?

without confirmation

without clarity

With that in mind, I ran and caught Estella's arm at the entrance of the church.

Pull your hand violently and forcefully turn it towards you.

"You...!"

"Oh, wait, wow...!?"

Estella, who had been stepping on the steps at the entrance of the church, slipped and fell at me because of my forceful pull.

If things go on like this, both of us will fall over.

Immediately judging so, I supported Estella's leaning body with my open left hand.

... well...

"...what!"

A soft touch touches the palm of the hand.

I looked to my left hand and found my hand pressed against Estella's flat chest.

......yes. It's just a little... ...there was one."...can I hit you?"

"No, this is helping others. I don't think accidents, force majeure, and lucky scabbards should be condemned."

"... will you let me go?"

"Astella, there's a saying in my country... "Five more minutes."

I was slapped on the left cheek.

"I don't think I'll trust you."

"... No, I've decided to trust you... you're a girl."

When I raised my thumb and stuck it out, I was given a light flick, saying, "That's what you're saying from the beginning."

Well, it was kind of like a slap on the wrist. It's an open‐minded sanction, like, "I'll forgive you this time, so be careful next time."

Estella left me behind and went into the church, and I followed her a little later.

There was Jeanette standing at the front door to greet me...

have a red face

And his cheeks are puffing up.

Eyebrows are raised sharply and look angry.

"I told you not to be an ethereal! Please confess!"

Thus, before breakfast, I was taken to the confession room at the back of the chapel, where I was compelled to confess for a brief hour.

When Sisterbertina complained that it was force majeure, she did not approve of it, only to confess her wrongdoing.

So I confessed, 'I'm sorry I thought it was a bit nice even though I'm flat.'

As an unwavering megamilk, it was a moment when I was fascinated by the Turpeta sect... and when I confessed, Bertina let me go with a very heavy sigh.

That's how my sins have been cleansed...... shall I?"

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