Chapter 97: 97 Episode 12: Another World Scammer VS Foreign Scammer ~ Settlement ~

"Come this way,"

"Thank you,"

Walk gracefully in a calm atmosphere, guided by a handsome waiter.

I came to my favorite coffee shop, Luxury. It was one of my purposes to eat the cake here.

I had to wait almost two hours to get in because of the popularity of the store.

The sky is getting dark and night is coming soon.

But my sweet spirit is not half-hearted enough to give up in a procession!

this sense of superiority when one's turn comes and is led into the store This feeling of well-being cancels the burden of waiting.

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Well, it's no use thinking about it. Don't you mind? That's how my turn came round.

The seats we were given were very nice, with the back of the shop and the window.

It's a great place to settle down and eat cake alone.

I looked next door and saw two girls eating cake. She's dressed in well‐tailored clothes, perhaps because she's this girl. They both look young, but coming to this luxury probably means they're well off.

a young girl with tiger ears on one side She looks old enough to be called a little girl. ...but I think it's too expressionless.

On the other hand... ...it's kind of a girl. have no particular characteristics

However, the voice caught my ear.

"Well... the cake here is not good."

"...a mediocre work."

Huh!?

What are these little girls talking about?

Are you stupid to not know how delicious this cake is? Are you stupid!?

Well, I'm sorry that your child doesn't understand that noble taste.

"The cake I had in the Forty-Second Ward was more delicious." What a name... you know, it sounds kind of warm...

"...Yodamari-tei,"

"That's right! Yangdaljeong! Everyone loves Yangdaljeong! The name Yangdaljeong! Shrimp buddy Say Yangdaljeong!"

"... Loretta, too much."

"Well... I'm sorry,"

The expressionless tiger-eared girl glares at me and usually shrugs her shoulders.

It's certainly too much fun. Most importantly, the voice goes through so much that it remains in my ears.

... Yodamari-tei? I think I've heard of it somewhere... Oh, that's it. I remember a mermaid I met at the gate saying the name of the shop.

"""If you're going to the 42 wards, I recommend you to go to Yodamari-tei…"""

...is it that good?

No, but I can't believe it's better than this cake...

"... Loretta,"

"Why, Magdachy?"

"...what does it look like to describe the deliciousness of the cake at Yodamari-tei in one word?"

"Well... here... above all, I have a dream." Sweets should be food that allows girls to become inhabitants of the dream world. First of all, a lovely appearance. a shortcake coated with pure white cream and topped with bright red fruit a golden cheese souffle in sparkling apricot jam Mont Blanc, which has a calming hue but a thin intertwined cream that gives the impression of being cute but stylish... First of all, the impression of being brought to the table is different. And the sweet scent that floats in the shop... When the cake comes right in front of you, the sweet scent gives off a soft scent, and the girl's heart is throbbing. Then, she picks up a fork, and here, every girl finds herself in a conflict. That's right! It's a conflict that 'it's a waste to break'! A cake that's so complete. "However, the sweet taste packed into it, overcame the conflict of the maidens, and stabbed her fork... ...in that moment, the soft, fluffy feeling that was handed down in her hand." Sponge cake is something I used to say, and it's a sponge... no, it feels like I'm sticking my fork through a white cloud floating in the sky, and it's a dreamy feeling from my arms to my whole body. And finally, I'm going to put the cake to my mouth... my heart is filled to the brim... and I'm going to laugh at myself for thinking so. I was moved right after I took a bite of cake... ...satisfaction... ...and a feeling of happiness that I have to thank for being born into this world. Once you know that, you can't eat any more cakes. It's sweet. Yes, sweet. But the sweetness is not just a simple sweetness, but a happy sweetness. When I first ate the cake, I cried, 'Oh, this is the taste of my dream that I had longed for since I was a child.' The fluffy sponge melts in your mouth and the sweet whipped cream smoothly passes over your tongue... and the sweetness spreads all over your body... changing the color of the world. If you breathe in, the air is sweet. Everything I see shone brightly...."

"... Loretta,"

"What! What is it is it?"

"... in one word,"

"Ah... Anyway, it tastes like happiness! It's a girl's food! It's a staple food!"

"…I see. You should definitely try it. A girl who has never eaten is disqualified from being a maiden."

...... what!?

That kind of food exists!?

Well, it's almost like it's better than a luxury cake... No, I can't believe that'

"... come to think of it, there's a rumor that the lord of Forty Ward and the Woodman's Guild will send a carriage to-night to eat."

"Oh, that's what I heard, too," "Anything... well... there seems to be a special cake for a limited period of time, and that's what it ends up to today."

"...it's so delicious that fashionable girls don't die without eating it."

"Oh, I wanted to eat it! But I can't make it in time! I can't make it in time unless it's a horse-drawn carriage!"

Oh, really!?

I can't believe such a delicious cake is until today!?

d*mn! Why didn't I go to Yodamari-tei when I was in 42 wards? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .That's just their opinion, and it doesn't guarantee that I'll be happy to eat...yes. I came here to eat this cake... this luxury cake.

There's nothing to be lost on. What I want...

"Customer"

Then Mr. Pompeo, the owner chef of this restaurant, came to my table.

What!? Why? Owner chef himself!?

Incidentally, I know his name because I'm a big fan of him. Adult charm, elegant smile. It's my last strike.

Such a lovely owner chef is speaking to me. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I didn't make any mistakes...

"I'm sorry, but the cake has just sold out and I can't serve it to you anymore."

………………………What?

"It is possible to serve only drinks."

"What about the cake?"

"It's sold out,"

"Well... well... well..."

It went black before my eyes. There's... no cake?

"Oh? There's a carriage in front of the shop..."

Mr. Pompeo peeping out of the window. Troubled, I look out of the window.

A very luxurious carriage is parked. That's clearly an aristocratic vehicle.

A blonde in a gorgeous dress walks into the carriage.

"Oh? That's Lady Imelda of the Woodman Guild."

Mr. Pompeo mutters.

Oh, you're the Woodman's Guild's daughter, as I mentioned before, so that the coach is heading for Forty-second Ward.

"Yes, I'm a good lady. If you wish, I will make a special arrangement to get into that carriage."

"...what?"

"There are some shops serving cakes in the Forty-second Ward." Why don't you go there to-night?"

Mr. Pompeo spoke to the Lords for me... ...as I special...?

"What do you think?"

"Please do!"

"Now, this way,"

Escorted by the sincere Mr. Pompeo, I move gracefully through the luxury.

"Look. I'm sure that customer is a 'special'

"...that close friend of Mr. Pompeo,"

"... Magdachy, I can't read without reading..."

"... ya, yuck.

Hmmm, the envious eyes are comfortable.

Immerse myself in a sense of superiority, I went out of the store.

Contrary to the waiting time, our stay was very short.

But what's that? I'm a special customer.

Then, as special as I was, I arrived at the rumored restaurant, Yodamari-tei, swayed by the aristocratic carriage.

"...what, here?"

It was a lovely place full of light even though it was night.

Bricks installed in the garden were dazzling.

I can't believe there was a shop like this in 42 wards."

"Welcome to Yodamari-tei,"

A beautiful girl who looks like a salesclerk greets you in front of the store. . . . . . . . . . . . . That's crazy.

"Come in, sir," I hope you have a wonderful encounter..."

A smiling clerk will guide you into the store.

The interior... well, I guess it's normal.

However, a large number of flowers are displayed. It's like a flower garden. The store is full of sweet smells.

take a seat and look around the store

a calm atmosphere The number of visitors is reasonable.

All the clothes the guests are wearing look luxurious.

The lord must be the daughter of an aristocrat... the shop where that class of people come.

It's what we call a hidden store. ...this may have been a good discovery.

"Have you decided?"

Shortly after I sat down, a clerk came to take my order. Apparently, a clerk comes to this store to ask. It feels like I'm being given special treatment to not stand on my feet, so I feel like I'm in a sense of superiority.

"""For a limited time cake, there's one guy.""" And drinks, too.

"Drinks are included as a set." Please choose your tea from among these."

What... Does tea come with a set?

Plus, you can choose from four types... no, there are eight types because there are hot and ice creams... and there are eight types of cakes... this is an infinite number of combinations... what is this place? Isn't it too expensive?

"Well, then... just plain,"

To be honest, I don't know what kind of tea I have. make a random order ......is this the right way to order? Don't you get laughed at?

"Very well, sir. Now, I'll get you a hot Earl Grey."

I'm glad... it seems to have been conveyed.

The clerk disappears and breathes a sigh of relief.

I was nervous . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Even that clerk puts tremendous pressure on me.

I can't take it easy.

After a while, the fragrant tea was followed by... the cake I'd been waiting for.

"What, what, what, what, what!?"It was a dreamy cake worthy of being called a maid's staple food.

A very cute look wrapped in pure white cream with red fruit and thick jam on top. Mint leaves are plastered on top of the cake, which again irritates the girl's heart. Isn't mint a leaf to bite hard when you realize it and say, "Oh my gosh!? It's so refreshing!?" You were such a lovely leaf.

Then, with a fork in his hand, I'm going to give you a stab... ...fluffy.

Ah... what those ladies were saying was true. It feels so comfortable, first time, first time.

He suppressed the throbbing heartbeat, and took a bite... to his mouth.

"...what!?"

Ah.........oh well...oh well...oh well!

It's good! It's good! This is too good!?

Compared to this, a luxury cake is bread!

Oh my gosh... that cake I thought was the best in the world was just sweet bread.

"This is... cake..."

Carry the second mouth to your mouth with a trembling hand......oh, my heart might wear to death before I finish this.

It's delicious. And... happiness... ...this is the taste of happiness...

At that moment, a man with a bad‐eyed, very bad‐looking appearance rushed out of the kitchen, saying, "Oh, I guess he thinks he's pretty cool even though he's not popular."

The atmosphere of the moment is broken.

It's a shameful man... I wish the itamen would disappear from this world.

When I was about to eat my third bite, ignoring him, he came before me.

...what? What is it?

"Sorry, sir!"

"...what?"

"I mistook it for a limited-time special cake and gave it a very poisonous cake."

"Whoo!"

Something I don't understand came out of my body and stuck in my trachea. I can't stop coughing.

What did he just say?

Is this cake so poisonous?

There's no way I can be so stupid. It's so sweet!?"

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Stop joking! Oh... Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! You'll get angry!"

"I'm not kidding!"

Itamen, with a very serious face and a very impatient look, began to explain:

"This is a very dangerous cake that only uses deadly poison, and is so vicious that even chefs hate to touch it that if you take a bite, you'll die in a month, and if you eat two, you'll surely be in danger of another life in a whole day, and the whole world has recognized you can't eat it, you know... it's a very poisonous cake!"

"Why do you think that's wrong!? It's strange that it's here in the first place!"

Well, this is harassment, isn't it?

It happens once in a while. The restaurant is trying to get rid of customers who are degraded for reasons that they don't understand, such as protecting the dignity of the restaurant... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Is this the kind of store you are at?

"That's ridiculous. I won't leave."

I tried to eat the third bite, ignoring itamen.I got a tight grip on my forked arm by a itamen.

"Hey! You can't eat it! Don't touch it, molester!"

"You may curse me! But as soon as you eat the third bite... you are..."

"...what will happen to you?"

To my question... Itamen didn't answer.

I just looked away and looked down with a tearful face. ...you're kidding, aren't you?

"... if you don't believe my words... please use the Spirit's Judgment."

Itamen say without looking at me. The arm of the itamen holding on to his arm is trembling.

That's probably the case. What the inhabitants of this city are most afraid of -- that is the "judgment of the Spirit." ...and tell them to use it?

"All right. I'll use it for you. If you admit it's a lie, it's not now?"

「…………」

Itamen don't answer.

It can't be helped.

Breathtakingly, I stretch out my arms and point to the itamen.

`"The Spirit's Judgment!"

Immediately, a faint light envelops the whole body of the itamen.

Hmm. Become a frog and reflect on yourself.........

"...that's not true, is it?"

But itamen never turned into frogs.

Even after the pale light disappeared in a few decades, itamen stood in front of me with their heads still on.

...that means.........

"Oh, really... is it a deadly poison cake?"

"...I'm sorry,"

"Well... I'm sorry!"

I... ...are you going to die?

I'm kidding!

Why are you doing this?

"Oh, you know...!"

Then the milk explosion clerk comes running.

"It's my fault... Oh, thank you for your money..."

"Do you think that's enough!? What are you going to do!? What are you going to do?"

I don't want to... I don't want to die!

"... mushrooms..."

"What?"With his head down, the itamen nicked something.

What?

If you have anything to say, speak up!

"But if you have dried mushrooms, you can purify them!"

"Dry mushroom!"

What is he talking about!?

"What you eat is discharged out of your body with the fiber contained in the mushrooms! Now... maybe if you can powder the dried mushrooms and drink about 400 grams by tomorrow afternoon at the latest, you can clean them up!"

Oh, where the hell is that.........oh!?

"Red hair......."

"... sir?"

"A girl with red hair!"

That's right!

That medicine I sold to a girl with red hair today! That powder is a powder of mushrooms from my town!

The amount is just 400 grams!

Is this fate? No, it doesn't matter!

If I had drunk a bottle of that red hair, saying it was for today's sake...

"I can't do this!"

I have to find that red-haired girl right now and get everything back!

"Well, it's a bad guy!"

"Lee... Itamen?"

A scoundrel twitches his face.

What's wrong with you? You're so mean, aren't you?

"You don't know a girl with red hair around here!"

"Red hair..."

"Remember! She's a sadly flat woman!"

"Oh, then, I remember!"

"Why do you remember that word?"

"Lady! It's too early! Hurry up and hide!"

For a moment, I feel like there's been a lot of noise around the entrance... I don't care about that now!

"Tell me where she is, if you have any idea!"

"Actually, she has an appointment today... ...I think she'll be coming soon."

Itamen speak in such a way that why is it that they send their words far away?

This... Are you making fun of me? Do you want to have a hellish kakatotototoshi?

As I was aiming at the top of the itamen, the entrance to the dining room opened.

"Oh, if you talk about it,"

Itamen's eyes turned to the entrance, and I followed them.

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There was a very beautiful lady of a good family, dressed in black and attended by a dignified maid. Dressed in a glittering dress, she walks into the store with a neat gait.

It's true that I have red hair, but what I'm looking for is not such a beautiful woman... ...and my eyes turned to the lady of a good family... ...and I was dumbfounded.

My heart was sadly flat. to the point where it is so slightly hollowed out that it is under the illusion that...

That chest... that vertical bust...

"Oh, you!"

I was running out without thinking.

Then he took the red-haired girl by the hand and appealed hard.

"Do you remember me? You met me today!"

"Oh, you haven't heard from me for a long time...?"

"That's all right! You haven't used a bottle yet, have you?"

"Yes. I was going to take the first bottle after I got the cake here."

"I'm glad! I'm sorry, but you'll give me back all the medicine!? I really need it!"

"Even if you say so..."

"Please! I'll give you all the money!"

"But..."

Oh my gosh! I'm so annoyed!

What!? I'm not just telling you to give me back what I sold!

What's the problem!

"If I were to take away my hope for the future, I would have to be paid accordingly."

"Huh!? What are you going to take money!? It's my medicine!"

"Now it's 'my' medicine. If that's impossible, the negotiations will break down. I want to see hope."

"Well! I'll tell you, it doesn't work at all!"

"That's not the case,"

"Yes! I'm saying it, so I'm sure!"

"But the "Judgment of the Spirit" did not judge so."

"that he should not fall for the "Judgment of the Spirit"..."

As I went so far, a knife was pointed in front of me.

"What!? What!"

jump out of one's way said the maid, who seemed to hold her knife in her arms as if she had red hair.

"When I hear your story, it sounds as if you were saying, 'I've cheated your daughter.'"

"Uh..."

Oh, my God. Did you talk too much?

"If so... you will be brought before the Court of Supervision as the one who committed the violence against your daughter, and you will be punished accordingly." The crime of swindling the children of a good family is probably... a death sentence."

"Oh, no! It's a fraud! It's not like that! It depends on your constitution...!""Then it might work for you, too,"

"So it's not that... Oh, come on! All right! I'll buy you! I'll buy you all your hopes!"

"Then it's 40,000 Rb."

"Why...?"

Is she... stupid?

"40,000Rb... isn't it double the selling price!"

"Yes, what is that?"

"What's that?"

"Well, the negotiations are broken down..."

"OK! I'll pay! I'll pay!"

That's right!

You just have to make up for this loss to this scumbag who made a stupid mistake!

I'll suck you to the bone with the reparations for the pain you've suffered! Huff...

"…3………40,000!" I certainly received it."

"Now, drop in all the medicine!"

Anyway, detoxification! When the detoxification is over...

"I'm glad to hear that."

The itamen make a stupid, nerve-wrenching voice.

... oh my gosh!

"What was good!? I'm dying, I'm going to lose a lot of money...! Look! I'll make up for this!"

"Huh? Why are you breaking in?"

"'You'...?' Hey, you're not kidding me!? What's that!? What's wrong with you?"

"So don't break in,"

Roughly pushing me away with my arms, Itamen walks up to the red-haired girl.

"I'm glad, Estella. """I was told that the powder of dried mushrooms was a secret medicine for breast augmentation, so I could get back the money that was cheated."""

......what?

"Furthermore, 'I want you to recover the loss of Marsha, the marine guild that you had received as a stain remover for old woman Mumu.'

...... I can't stop sweating.

"And besides, 'you can charge me for two seats in the luxury, for the cake that I bought up to sell out, and for the chartering of a carriage for the lord of the Forty-Ward, oh, yes, I can charge you for a ride of a common man.'"

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"Mr. Jiro,"

The Woodman Guild's daughter stands up and puts her hand on her waist and says proudly.

"Don't forget the special travel expenses and super premium performance fees for this big Woodman Guild star, Imelda Javier!"

"Oh, yes, yes. "Then, including that,"

...the Itamen turn round and round.

with a very wicked smile...

"Together with the first 20,000Rb, it's 40,000Rb. There's a lot."

"You . . . . . . . ."

"Oh, yes, yes. As our manager said, I'll keep the cake from paying here."

Manager... That milk-bombing girl... ...can't care about such a small service!?

"Who are you!? You knew everything from the beginning!"

You said it was all a lie...? But the "Judgment of the Spirit" judged that itamen's words were true... I don't know. What's a lie, what's true...

My heart creaks.

feel suffocated

Is this the effect of poison, or is it just my imagination?

I stare at itamen to see the truth.

Expressions, gestures, voices... You can grasp the other person's feelings instantly without missing any minor changes. That's what you call a leading swindler.

As much as he thinks... ...as I can see...

"Is it a lie that the cake was poisoned?"

Positive or negative?

I don't care. Give me your opinion.

and it will reveal what you are thinking."

But the Itamen only smiled faintly.

......I can't read it.

I don't know what this guy is thinking... I don't know at all.

The chill covers the whole body. ...I feel nauseous and disgusting.

"...what? You'll be all right if you drink mushrooms."

`--?!?'

Is that a warning? Is it a provocation?

d*mn it! Don't make fun of me!

Everything went his way!?

I was just being made to dance on his palm!?

"Where in the world did it come from?"

Is it from the Fortyth Ward that the Woodman Guild's daughter is Guru?"

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"Well, I don't have to be kind enough to explain everything to you, but I'll tell you one good thing."

A scoundrel snuggled up to me and whispered in my ear. It's quiet and echoing... in a horrible voice that sticks into my eardrum...

"You're not playing as you please in my territory... you third-rate man."

I withdrew reluctantly.Like a conditional reflex, the body flew backward.

I bump into the table and hear a loud noise.

My ears are hot... my eardrums are aching... oh my gosh...

He's a top-notch con man...

My eyes are not normal.

The aura emanating from is exceptional.

Why didn't you notice it until now?

No, no... I've been 'fooled' up until now...

I was deceived by the fact that this first-class man was a mediocrity.

A swindler hates his territory more than anything else. Sometimes... it's about taking your life...

--I shudder!

I felt a chill down my spine.

...no. You can't... you can't live in this world... ...against this top swindler.

"I... I... I... I... I... I... I... I... I... I... I... I... I... I... I... I... I... I said.

No, I can't speak......

"I see. Are you going home?"

"Huh...?"

This man's voice cuts my heart like a deadly weapon."

"You're home, sir," See you off."

"Yes, then, come this way."

Ah... how warm this man is... how he can get me out of this terrible place... ...the manager of the Yodamari-tei... ...at least I wanted to know your name."

"...you interrupted me,"

walk through a shop door with trembling feet

It was all night outside and the wind was cold.

......I'm saved. I'm alive and out.........

"Oh, you know..."

I want to leave this place as soon as possible, even though I'm unsteady. The manager of Yodamari-tei stops me.

Looking back, I see the manager looking a little lonely looking at me.

"If you don't mind, please come again." I will treat you with all my might."

He bent his hips at right angles and bowed deeply.

"Thank you very much,"

......it's no good. be too different in rank

There's no way I can compete with you... "a place where there are two bad guys..."It's too much for me now.

But...

"If I could become the right person for this shop..."

When that happens...

"I'll come back again,"

"Yes, I look forward to seeing you again."

I left the shop with a warm smile, brighter than the moon in the night sky.

My memory from there is vague, but I found myself back at home.

Still, the only thing I remember clearly is... that the cake was really delicious...

"Ah... it's too late now, but I think I'll take over growing mushrooms at home..."

That encounter was so shocking that I thought about it.

Someday... so that I can eat that cake... ...I can...

"Good! To-chan! Ka-chan! I have something to talk about!"

while the subsequent Yodamari-tei.

Jiro Hey, Magda. Please bring me a table."

Magda "...I thought you'd say that, so I'm already here."

Jiro You're smart. You're... you'really.

Magda ... You can stroke it.

"... Yeah, when this is over? It's already up.

Umaro, "Yasilo, what are you doing?"

Yashiro "Huh? Ah, I'm going to take off the tag of the new menu for a limited time."

Umaro "What!? There was such a thing!? I wanted to try it...What kind of menu was it?"

Jiro This is it. Can you read it?"

Womanlo "Ugh!? Little letters, you know, what is it?" -- "It is such a dangerous cake that only a very poisonous substance is used, that even a chef would hate to touch it. A mouthful of it would kill him in a month, and two mouthfuls would certainly lead him to the next world in a whole day. The most deadly cake in the world recognized, "Oh, you can't eat it, can't eat it?" -- What is it, the cake of this evil name?

"I made this cake, so what kind of name do you want me to give you?"

Umaro "That's true... but he has too much sense..."

Jiro What are you saying? When I came up with this name, I thought I was a genius."

Umaro "Yes..."

"If it wasn't this name, that swindler wouldn't have caught me."

Umaro Ah, that's the cake. I understand."

Magda "...I just mentioned the official name of this cake, so Jiro didn't become a frog even though he was subjected to "Spiritual Judgment."

Yashiro "And I put a tag on it as proof that it's on the menu. It's pretty fair, isn't it?"

Umaro "...write in such small letters, fair, nothing..."

Jiro "Because you. You can't just write it on a big bill, can you? I tried to fit it in the same size, but it turned out to be this size 'naturally.'"

Umaro ... spontaneously ... is that so?

Jiro "Well, well. I'm out of this bill today."

Umaro "By the way... You didn't really use deadly poison, did you?"

Yashiro "Of course! I can't forgive the guy who plays with food! After Ria Mitsuru!"

Umaro "Isn't it the best?"

Magda ... Umaro did a great job then.

Womanlo "Huh! I got complimented by Magda!? Cheap business! I'll drive to Forty and have Pompeo open my seat, and I'll just ask him to give me a play!"Magda "...thankfully, I was able to lead that swindler to Yodamari-tei."

Umaro "Because Magda-tan's performance was shining!"

Magda ... that's about it.

Umaro "I'm attracted to humility, I'm numb!"

Magda "...if you say it shines, Wendy has done well."

Umaro Ah! Wendy's luminescent paint was a landmark when we looked for a con artist who didn't know her face."

Magda "...the swindler's hand was shining in the dusk because Wendy was touching him at the coach stop. I found it right away."

Umaro "You don't know what's good for, do you?"

Jiro I don't need this card anymore, so I'll give it to Umaro. Decorate it in your room to commemorate it."

Umaro "Wow... I really don't need it..."

Jiro Magda, pull the nail off.

Magda "...I thought you'd say that, so I'magda

"You're really smart, Magda".

Magda "...you can stroke it's okay.

Jiro Yeah... So when this is over,

Umaro "And what kind of cake is this?"

"Nakami is an ordinary strawberry rare cheesecake."

Umaro "Looks delicious!"

Magda "...Do you want to eat? Umaro worked hard, so you can extend it for a special time."

Umaro "Really?"

Magda "...eat to death...a deadly poison cake..."

Umaro "...when you say so...I want to refrain from doing so."

Jiro Don't worry, it's not really poisoned. I won't die if I eat till I die."

Umaro "No... If you eat until you die, you'll die, right?

Jiro Eat a lot and contribute to sales.

Umaro "But eating too much sweet food is also a poison, right? Cholesterol-like".

Jiro Hey, if you have to eat mushrooms, you'll be careful.

Umaro "What's that? Mushroom?"

Yashiro "The fiber in mushrooms releases excess cholesterol out of your body... Well, if you don't eat too much like an idiot, you don't have a problem."

Umaro "That's not limited to cake."

Jasilo "What you want to say is the way you want to say it......well, that's all right."

Magda "...well done."

Umaro "So, you know. What shall I do with this note?"

Yashiro "Well, I wonder if you'll work hard today!"

Umaro "Oh, I'm ignoring you know.

Magda "...Yasilo"

"What's wrong?"

Magda "…………."

Jiro "...I understand. Give me your head."

Magda "...muff."

Jiro Yes, fluffy.

Magda "... whoop!"

Umaro "Ah! Muffy Magda Tan, serious angel!"

Thus, the fraudulent scheme of foreign con artists was defeated by Jiro.

It seems that the con artist from a foreign country also changed his mind, and it was fortunate...

Estella "...huh."

oh, I have a feeling that it will last a little longer...

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