Labyrinth Restaurant

Beautiful. On this night, the stars shine.

The Son of Salvation is in your mother's breast.

I fell asleep. It's easy to dream.

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"Yes, go ahead"

and Lisa gave Lime a small box wrapped in beautiful wrapping paper.

Lyme was inclined to his little neck with Kyoton without knowing his intentions, Simon said with a similar box in his hand. Apparently he was given the same by Lisa.

"Take it for him. Anything, in Lisa's hometown, it's customary to give gifts at this time of year."

"I see."

Christmas was a little over, but still Lisa was disciplined and prepared presents for the kids. I also considered dressing up as Santa Claus, but I decided to give it to him without being surprised like this because that would only look like a trespasser from someone with no Santa-related preliminary knowledge.

"Oh man, I told you things were useless. But I need you to care about the corners."

Simon showed no particular interest when asked far away about the wishes of the gift, but he doesn't seem to feel bad when given this way. Instead, he pretends to be calm as if he's not as interested as he is in his mouth, but his hands seem to hold a small box dear and you can see at a glance that he likes it.

It should also be said that the gift was an extremely valuable item in this world, elaborated on the technology of different worlds.

"Hako?"

When the lime was carefully removed from tearing the wrapping paper, there was a wooden box inside with streamlined floral finishing (the Simon box, by the way, has a similar design and a bird pattern). The part of the finely crafted hole is embedded with clear coloured glass from which you can see the intricate mechanism of the contents.

But Lime didn't know what it was for. If it's just a beautiful box, it seems like a trinket holder, but as far as the metal parts in the box are concerned, it's obvious that it can't be used for putting something in it.

In front of Lime, who looks strange like that, Simon bragged about this look.

"This is... this is what we do!

Wrap Gikogiko and Zenmai around it and let go of your hand.

Then, Orgol, which Simon had in his hand, began to play what a beautiful tone.

Neither Orgol nor Zenmai schemes exist yet in this world.

No, there are similar tools that accumulate sound with magical force to be precise, but they are not the first to be used for this type of entertainment use. It is not rarely used as an important means of confidential communication, but sound quality is not as good as it is costly.

Finally, it has become a useless long product, apart from some researchers and favorites, as most of the letters with seals will be enough.

And crystals of pure industrial power without magic.

In the real world of magic, a karaki device that moves without such magic seems more out of common sense and more strange.

"Wow...!

It's always a lime with a small number of words, but this time I couldn't seem to think of a phrase to describe that admiration, not the result of choosing words in my heart. Those eyes sparkled with pure curiosity and emotion.

Simon, who was experiencing it just a little further, is pretending to be calm, but even the first time he heard it, he had a childish response no less than the current lime (though he seemed embarrassed after returning it to me and asked Lisa to stop him).

Kin, Conn, Cann, Conn.

Kin, Kin, Kakin.

Orgol's tone is metallic and hard, yet soft and gentle everywhere.

The song being played is "Beautiful This Night".

As a psalm (gospel) it would be one of the most famous and beloved songs on the planet.

The history and stories behind that song, and the thoughts put in it, have no reason, of course, to know Lyme, a people of different worlds. Besides, by the nature of Orgol, you can't reproduce even singing, and you can't infer lyrics without prior knowledge.

But there's still stuff to pass on.

Mercy. Warmth. Kindness. Softness.

Or something similar and non-existent that you can't describe in those words.

The tone is more comfortable than enjoying the image of the song itself.

Eventually until Zenmai runs out and the song is over.

No, even after that, Lime continued to immerse himself in the sound of that warm sound.

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"Good, sounds like you're happy"

Lisa seemed troubled and relieved to like the gift she chose.

Orgol seen in a stylish grocery store in the neighborhood.

The price is 3980 yen (excluding tax).

Though I thought about it as a gift candidate, the product powered by electricity has charging problems, so I chose Zenmai-style Orgol. As it turned out, that was quite correct.

"Thank you, I'm so happy. I'm going to make it easy on you."

"Duh, you're welcome?

No way, I never imagined Lisa would like it so much either. Enough to be confused by that enthusiasm.

The "lifetime” of the pedigree pattern, lime, should probably extend to hundreds of years or more and, if it's longer, to thousands of years, so it won't last that long on boulders, but pointing out there will be something called wild. That's how much the will to take care of it is important, I'm sure.

"And that's amazing, this"

And, once again, Simon expressed Orgol's thoughts.

"It's not that rare."

"Mm, really?

Anyway, it's a mass-produced product of 3980 yen (excluding tax).

(i) An amount that would not be foolish considering putting it out of a high school student's purse, but it cannot be described as a very luxury item. If you look, there will be even top machines that cost ten or a hundred times more than this one.

But Simon said.

"Probably this one will build us a house. With land."

Products of unknown technology from different worlds.

Crystals of advanced industrial power.

To be clear, this is an item that will be treated as a complete auto part in this world. Regardless of the market value in Japan, scholars, artisans and collectors will pay as much as they see.

When I heard that, a certain temptation sprouted in Lisa's mind, just a little, just a little.

Bring Japanese products into different worlds to make a lot of money.

You risk being suspicious of your origin, but if you do it well, you're not going to have any trouble with your money for the rest of your life. It wouldn't be impossible to turn it into a Japanese yen if you replaced it with gold or gemstones.

……♪

"No, we won't, will we? I won't do it."

However, watching Lyme ring Orgol with such joy, such an idea seemed to me to be the extreme of the wild.

Not that you don't want the money, of course, but at least let's keep it to such a degree as to please people close to you for the time being. That's what Lisa thought.