Labyrinth Restaurant

Here we go again, Alice.

"Excuse me, Master Alice."

"Oh, welcome, Simon. Claude, you too."

Three days after our last visit, after noon, Prince Simon visited the restaurant again. I'm with you, Mr. Claude.

"I'll show you to your seat."

"Um, but before we do... Alice, let's do this"

Simon gave Alice the bouquet he had.

"Flowers? Roses? Beautiful."

"Alice took care of me when I got here before, thank you. My brother taught me to send flowers at times like this."

That's never the only reason to send flowers, but Alice, who received a bouquet of bright red roses, decided to gratefully accept it because she had no particular reason to say no.

"Thank you. Then I'll let the store decorate you."

"Uhm!"

Simon nodded contentedly when he saw how pleased Alice was. The bouquet of flowers was out-of-the-box heavy, and it was hard to keep holding it with Simon's slender arms, who was only six years old, but it was worth the effort to carry it on his own without letting him carry it to Claude.

"(The boulder is my brother who goes to the heart of a woman, he was right to do as he advised)"

In his heart, Simon thanked his brother for the gift advice he received. My third brother from the top, who is a diplomat, is famous for his numerous floating playboys. He also gave me appropriate advice when Simon somehow talked to him about Alice.

"I want to be a man who understands people's minds, like my brother."

"Young lady, I know I should stop that."

"Why?

Note that I don't know Simon because he is concealed as a disgrace to the country (which is why I still honestly respect him), but his brother is going to get stabbed once a week by someone from a lover who has too many floats and thirty all the time. Whoever sees it, the man's side is bad, so is it still the saving of the servant that the woman's side has never been guilty? I volunteered on purpose as a diplomat and came all the way to the labyrinth city because I was temporarily fleeing from lovers who made me want to kill them to keep most of them cold.

Aside from that hidden crumb brother, Simon and Claude are guided to their seats and choose to cook. The time now passes the peak of lunchtime and there are few other guests, so Alice, who is free in her hand, also chooses to cook with pleasure.

"Mmm, you can have lunch with your child before this, but I can't throw anything else away. Yeah, what do you think Alice would do?

"Right, how about an omelet? It's a dish of chicken rice wrapped in eggs for lunch."

"Well, that looks delicious, shall we? Do you even have a flag standing on you?

"Normally I don't have a flag... hehe, then I'll put a special flag on Simon."

"Right, I'm the only one special! Don't be so smart with Alice."

And so on, I was choosing to cook in a fun and soothing atmosphere, but there were those who would observe them standing still from their seats away like that.

"Ji......"

There seemed to be something about Cosmos watching Alice and the stranger talk happily as he purposefully uttered a phonetic sound in his mouth to create an atmosphere.

"... I can smell some flag from that boy. And subtly, it feels like a horse or a loser. Dogs on horses...... can you call this a chemo attribute in some ways too? Speaking of which, you didn't have a character in your hand yet."

It was a cosmos whining subtly metallic soliloquy, but Alice spotted me noticing her gaze, especially since she wasn't hiding herself.

"Cosmos, what are you bumping into when you look at me earlier"

"Oh, Alice. I was just thinking about defining chemo attributes, so don't worry about it"

Alice didn't pursue it in depth either, as it didn't just start now for Cosmos to make meaningless remarks and actions. It's useless to just ask because you don't know what it means to ask.

"Alice, does that woman know you?

Simon, who saw Alice and Cosmos speak intimately, asked if the relationship bothered him or if he intended to extend the public discourse.

"Yes, this is Cosmos, and it's like my... sister"

"Alice's sister? You're not my sister?

"Ugh, does that look like it after all..."

Long, uneven, clear cosmos and a small, flat Alice can't force it to look that way either, but the unmalicious boy's words did a little damage to Alice's heart. Simon doesn't know yet, but Alice thinks of her immature body as a complex. But Cosmos, who was watching how it went, just followed up.

"No, this is Alice, who I admire with my sister. I'm not a real sister because I don't have blood ties."

"Cheng Cheng, I'm very good at this. Like Cosmos, I'm Simon, and my grandfather is Claude."

"Simon and Claude, thank you. Cosmos, she's 0."

"Age zero? Ha ha, that's an interesting joke."

I'm not kidding or anything about age, but the spirit seemed to think the words of Cosmos, a mature adult in terms of appearance anyway, were a joke.

Cosmos then spoke to Alice, who suffered minor damage to her spirit. Because if you leave it without following it while it's dented, the rest is troublesome.

"Whatever your appearance, Alice is my precious sister, be confident"

"Cosmos...... right? I need to be strong as a sister."

Alice, who for better or worse has a reputation for cholowness, seems to have recovered in one shot. Cosmos went on to say that he would make sure Alice recovered.

"Hmm, maybe you should make a sister appeal or something from me? Then go over... Sister, give me a penny" "

"That's ruined a lot!?"

It was a lot of ruin. I'm throwing away the characters I've built without any dimensional strays. It was a fragrant smile the opposite of the usual faceless or pale talking.

"Ha ha, cosmos is funny"

Simon seemed to like how interesting the current exchange was, and the cosmos thing in a different way from Alice's. This boy, what do you care about the big guy?

"Cosmos, why don't you join us in this seat? Sounds more fun than eating together."

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"Mm, does Alice care about being seen at a young age? Aren't you worried that I made a mistake with my sister earlier..."

"I think that's ok because I followed"

"Well, that's good. Cosmos, thank you."

"No, it's cheap."

Simon and Cosmos were thriving on Alice's topic after Alice took the order and left the scene. Claude keeps a quiet eye on that.

Speaking of which, Mr. Simon gave Alice a rose earlier.

"Well, tell your brother that flowers are good gifts for women."

"May I have some nail dirt? Because I want the Demon King to fry it and drink it."

"I don't know, but I can't let the Demon King drink my dirt or anything, because it's disgusting."

It solved the misconception that the Demon King is an evil being in a system that is hard to name, but Simon's fondness for the Demon King remains low. Well, whoever they are won't feel good about it, such as letting them drink their own dirt.

"I've tried to fake it as juice if it's an ecstasy and a love pill made of alchemy, not nail dirt, but both the Demon King and Alice were so resistant to drugs in vain that it was nothing."

"I don't care about the Demon King, but don't let Alice drink weird stuff"

I confessed to an offense that was not exposed by a sense of public discourse. If it's for a purpose, I don't care about the process, the method, etc., but I'm going to say. For this minute, there will be plenty of extra sins.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, it's Omelette. Use this ketchup if you like."

"Oh, are you here?"

I don't know if it's a public story or an interview. When I was having a conversation, the omelette I was ordering was carried. Cosmos and Claude ordered the same thing, so there are three omelet dishes on top of the basin that Alice has. But there was only one difference among the three.

"I'm the one with this flag standing. Mmm, looks delicious."

There was only one flag with a cat painting on top of the omelet. Simon pokes a spoon at the flagged omelet placed in front of him and carries it in his mouth in a large way.

"Uhm, delicious"

The surface of the egg is solidified, but the interior has a thick, soft texture, which is delicious combined with sour rice. Similar to chicken rice at lunch for your kids, it's less sweet than that, and has plenty of bacon, corn, green pieces and more besides chicken.

Try the ketchup in the smaller bin from the top and the sourness of the tomatoes will be comfortable, preventing the flavor from becoming monotonous.

But when Simon was eating in a good mood, I felt an intense gaze from across the table.

"Ji......"

It's cosmos not getting his hands on his share of omelet rice, staring even at Simon's plate with a phonetic sound emanating from his mouth. Once you realize it, it can be painful to continue eating smoothly.

"Hey, what?

Cosmos said in trembling defiance.

"That flag...?

"This one, okay. I asked Alice to be special."

Simon replied emphatically "specially". In response, Cosmos said,

"Simon, I need you to fold in."

"Flags don't do it."

It was an instant answer after I prefaced the question.

"Please. Whatever, whatever!

"Don't do it."

"I'll do anything!

"I won't!

What the hell attracts their hearts so far from the flag? A very unpopular dispute between a six-year-old and a zero-year-old just overheats.

"You have no choice. I only made one flag, so instead..."

You didn't see the two contenders, Alice embarked on arbitration. Instead of the flag, paint the cosmos omelet handily using ketchup and spoon wrapped from the bottle…

"What do you think, it's a cat painting. Cosmos, there's only one flag, so gamble with me."

On a cosmos omelet was a painting of a cat with the same pattern as Simon's flag.

"" Oh...!

Cosmos and Simon stop the feud perfectly and see it in that omelet painting with their eyes shining.

"Ah, Alice, paint for me, too!

Simon asked Alice,

"You don't have anywhere left to paint anymore."

Simon's omelet rice, which had already eaten more than half, left no room to paint.

"Mm, thoughtless..."

Simon dropped his shoulders with Gakuri.

"Hehe."

Cosmos on the other hand is in a very good mood. I started eating omelet rice with a natural grin that wasn't the usual faceless or unnaturally made.

Unlike the flag, it is something that will disappear if you eat it, but I was eating it with great pleasure, little by little from the edge, so as to leave a picture as far as possible to the end.

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the day after there was one of the omelettes,

"Alice, here we come again! Ask for an Oomura chair, and put a flag and a painting on it."

Simon came back and ordered omelet rice to see how heartfelt I was about yesterday.

"Alice, I beg you, too. with paintings and flags."

I also ordered the cosmos I was watching it as if to counter it.

"Cosmos, you're going to work."

Alice looked at it a lot yesterday because she was off duty and off work, but I just don't see her skipping a dignified job in front of her. Cosmos is still a compiler of the other homunculus, so he has to look around and supervise and assist with his work.

"Ha ha, Cosmos, I'll taste it for you"

"What a livestock business!?... Hmm, livestock shota, this is now ants"

"I don't know what you're talking about again."

In the end, he said Alice promised Cosmos to make omelettes later and managed to get him to work successfully.