Ryusousha ha Shizukani Kurashitai

Three days have passed since I decided to work part-time.

I go out every morning through the underground waterway to the Fluffy Blower. [M]

The road on the ground has not passed.

It's troublesome to detour, and it takes time.

However, a sensing junction is placed on the groundwaterway.

Besides, someone reinforced it after seeing Her Majesty the Queen.

"If it weren't for that, it'd be easier."

To proceed without releasing this junction is quite a bone.

That's why I feel like I lost going to the ground.

That day I visited Fluffy Blower.

I met my eldest daughter, Mira, in front of the store.

I hear she delivers lunch bread every day to where she received her order.

That's what pulled the rear car back.

My second daughter, Cusino, met the next day.

Unlike Mira, it's an adult impression.

She likes to be surrounded by the smell of bread and can do store numbers all day.

I do think the smell of bread after baking is extraordinary again.

There are two employees at the store, both of whom are keeping busy.

Mr. Kale and Mr. Miranda and I were able to break it right away.

I help make bread to sell at the same time as opening a store.

For the first time before the sun rises, work continues until the opening is critical.

It's a store my father trained in, so the way I did it is no different than at home.

It's Kunikuni-style bread.

So I have been able to work as an immediate force since the first day of part-time work.

"Leon is clever. Have you gotten used to it in a day?"

Rob has been working on the groceries so far, but he is happy to be able to concentrate on shaping the bread by the fact that I came in.

One of the employees, Kale, is baking bread in the back.

I was managing fire in the morning.

Mr. Kale uses multiple baking kilns to complete the bread without fail.

In my case, I haven't helped with the baking yet.

It's just different from my parents' kiln, so I don't know how to add or subtract it.

One day, I wish I could cook it.

"Leon's here, and he's quite helpful. But I'll be here all day, okay? You're gonna be a dragon jockey, aren't you?

That's what they said, it was my third day working part-time.

I will do anything but plant it, so when I told you to tell me a lot, that's what I was given back.

"When the college starts, I think it will only be in the early morning"

Speaking of which, I almost forgot what I came to King's Capital for.

I want to live my whole life baking bread like this, but that's a wish that won't come true.

I didn't get a very good impression from the first meeting, Mira, but she told me, "You're more usable than I thought," from above, for some reason.

When I called him Mira, I was stunned. Because I'm younger?

Still, I'm not going to change my name. I feel like I lost if I changed it.

I'm helping a bakery all day now, so a lot of fun.

The next day, Mira called me and I thought something was up.

"Follow me today. I'll give you a delivery address."

And I was still told by sight from above.

The store is headed by Rob's wife, Fayne, and the employee, Miranda, has been helping out a lot since the afternoon.

Looking at it, Miranda does everything from cleaning, cleaning up, buying out what's missing, customer service, delivery, etc. That's instrumental poverty.

I guess I'm 24 and I'm looking for a boyfriend.

If I had a brother I knew, he'd say hi.

I also worked at the bakery until evening and went back to the dorm.

"... hmm?

Somebody's in the room.

"Hey, you're my roommate. I'm Ark Roysta. I'm from Hewler's town."

A tall man greeted him from the inside.

Older than me. [M] Seventeen or eight?

Slightly light red hair, bright white skin.

It's a long, northern face.

"I'm Leon, from Saul's town. Does roommate mean he's the same freshman I am?

I haven't heard from the dorm administrator that the second regeneration is back.

Ark's in the dorm a few days behind me, but he's a freshman.

"Yes. It's the same rejuvenation as yours. Look at this dragon print. It's beautiful. This is my mark of choice."

I've slammed my shirt up and showed you the dragon print on the flank.

Good. I wondered what you'd do, but it doesn't seem like an exposure hobby.

"Dragon print? It's different from mine."

"That's right. It's a dragon mark. We don't have the same thing as one. But when the dragon that was in the past reappears, the same dragon print will appear."

Really? I didn't know that.

I wonder if the dragon print should be considered a mark that identifies the dragon.

Or I've never known dragon prints to be different from dragon to dragon.

"Ark's is a lot rounded up. Mine is the type with three circles in a big circle."

I showed the dragon print on my left hand.

"I see. You're the type I've never seen before."

"Really?

"I said my stuff is streamlined, and it's mostly made of curves. The overlapping parts are usually pointy."

Hmm, it's really like that.

"What about mine?

"That's a composite. It's a bit of a no-see shape. It looks like a mixture of circular and cross linear. At first glance, it's like the magic of the demon kingdom."

"Magic team, don't say good things"

"By the way, the size and shape of dragon prints are different, but they have nothing to do with the type of dragon you get."

"You've heard I don't know the type of dragon beforehand."

"You don't know. That's why you're so excited, isn't it?

"What do you think? I never really cared."

"You shouldn't. You should be concerned. And as basic as that is, you should learn well. Otherwise, I'd be rude to a dragon."

Hmm. Indeed it is.

Until now, I just vaguely thought I'd be a dragon jockey in the future, but I never imagined what kind of dragon jockey I'd be.

So when the dragon crest appeared, I didn't even gather knowledge.

"All right, all right. I'll give you a quick lecture."

Ark's nostrils are swollen.

Either way, don't you want me to talk to you?