The Girl Who Spits Up Jewels

Gratin disappears from Cecil's plate and soon the fork moves to Pudding. The surface had stopped boiling with two, but the water still slightly increased. Mouth the fruit wrapped in warm cream, Cecil groaned like a sigh, delicious.

"If you do, you look old enough."

"What does that mean?

The way you tilt your neck as you move your toes and cheeks, no matter how you look at it, you're just a kid there often, and you don't look like a competent secretary at all. But I stopped thinking about what I said and how I could tell her without harming her.

Besides, it's better than that. There's still something I want to ask her.

"Why did you come to see our employees?

What Yuki couldn't hear in the store because of her presence.

I was assuming it wasn't so important, it wasn't urgent, but what I thought I had to ask anyway. When asked, she said - more simply, troubled, it seemed.

Put one pudding bread in your mouth and shut up for a while, frowning. Swallow it and say it in a state of heartfelt distress.

"One of the teachers had a wizard named Ilaja."

"Did I do something to you again?"

"No, it's always better that way."

Is it the usual thing?

"There seems to be a different circumstance for this one than for Ms Françoise, and I just wanted to know as well. As a matter of fact, the order I am receiving is," Ask Master Krew who he is in love with. "

…………

"Huh?

"The reason the teacher didn't go on his own is because he himself is busy at work, but more than that, he had the idea that it would be easier for him to talk about that if he was close to her and me. … but why, all of a sudden, did you come up with such a thing"

I kind of figured out the words that followed. I mean, seriously, I stare at her. The bewildered seeping eyes would surely have looked a lot like Sputnik's own.

Sputnik asked.

"What happened in Cokedier?

"What happened at Rear Fiat?

Silence.

"No, I don't either."

"I have no idea either."

Again, silence.

... I held my head, too, at the same time.

"Well, in my findings, though, I'm sure you've come up with something that isn't even Rokuro again, or that you've started thinking about something strange. I don't think that Ilaja is involved in one of Françoise's cases."

I have no objection to that judgment because Cecil does not know what thoughts he put into the instruction 'Um'. The odds are low, although it is not a possibility that he is trying to sneak up on that subordinate Iraja and find something. Because I don't know if Cecil knows, but what is Iraja's thinker?

And Ilaja is not such an easy dexterous person to find the next love - I think. So in conclusion, I generally agree with Cecil.

"But still, even so, it's an employer's order. Mr. Krew asked me to ask you about Ilaja's romantic situation, and I have to meet Mr. Krew for whatever it is I need to do to fulfill that order, beyond being sent to this city by Cokedier."

…… You're in trouble, too. "

…… I'm used to it. "

Cecil says with her eyes down and shoulders flattered.

Given that she was used one day, I guess it's not uncommon for her to be annoyed by the man's behavior. I don't want to say the same as her employer - but as an adult, I want to sincerely apologize for bothering a little child named her.

"... but"

It was when Sputnik raised his hand to call Elsa, wondering if I could afford one of the juices.

"I had a reason to want to come to Liafiat City, apart from my teacher's thoughts."

"Nothing?"

I wonder what.

Cecil placed a fork on the edge of the plate.

"Please forgive the public and private confusion. … I wanted to see Master Crewe myself once."

At that time, right next to Sputnik, in the window frame, something stopped.

I see it as a feather worm, but that was only a drop of Shizuku. At some point the weather seemed to be breaking down. The grains increase by two or three grains, wetting the clear windows one by one. Not so strong, fine rain. Spring rain.

Slightly, lay down your eyes. That sigh-like confession was weighty and seriousness that could never be taken away, even though it was so whispering that it seemed to disappear.

Cecil, the wizard's sister named Fancion. Of the wizard that I admired Ore Syndrome, sister. Is that still that 'physique' tangle that you want to see Crewe? When Cecil first visits the jewellery store, what Yuki said comes back to mind: "This kid, too, is a fellow wizard" - should we be thankful for the coincidence that Crewe was leaving this city now?

What do you mean you want to see that one?

"... I am"

After some time, Cecil opened her mouth. It was also a faint voice...

But.

"This, the rumor!

That moment.

What a bad word to hear blocked Cecil's voice. In addition, because of the intense shock sound that sounded at the same time, it becomes like the busy store hit the water. And the source of those occurrences...

All the gaze in the store is poured into Sputnik's sitting table.

"Is...?

Sputnik turned his eyes round and saw a figure standing by the table.

The sound of the shock was not an enemy attack - it was because I slapped the table with both of its palms.

By the table, standing with his hands on his hips, the killer who quieted down the entire store. It was also a girl as old as Cecil sitting across the street. I'm sure my hands were pretty sore because I made all that noise, but 'we' don't talk about hand pain at all, because anger is standing first, dyeing my cheeks red, fumbling, fumbling and just roughing my nose.

With an angry look on her face, she poked her fingertips at Sputnik and said:

"You shouldn't, Mr. Sputnik!!

I was surprised by the noisy words that suddenly came out - I have some idea - that the guests lose interest and resume their meals at the same time, thinking that Mr. Sputnik, he threatened me and my mother found out.

Why not try to help this one as one! I feel like someone recently said, 'For better or worse, the distance between the residents is close', etc., but now who was it? Perhaps a guy who doesn't know the truth said something of his own accord, but in fact, with such a very cold neighborhood relationship, I still sincerely think that the spirit of help is important because this is a time that is becoming noisy. No, not at all - I managed to bring back to reality the brain that escapes, and I saw an angry girl standing in front of me.

Make me a friend of Crewe's, and I'm Anna, the daughter of the grocery store. "It's puffy! Pumpkin 'what!," he exclaims a mysterious word.

Sputnik elbowed the table and asked what caused his anger.

"What do you mean you shouldn't?"

"While there's a guy named Crewe, staring at each other with a different girl!

The answer was already available in her or she came right back.

"You can't cheat on me!! When you cheat on me, your mother is puffy!! If you do that, you'll go home to your mother!! When your mother gets home, your father will cry, and I'll have to take care of your brother, because you'll be in trouble!! Mr. Sputnik would be in trouble if your mother went home too!?

To convince Anna, like her parents would plug her mouth with all their might if they heard.

Sputnik himself, though the argument was probably different, had something he couldn't help but want to answer. Keep that in your mouth.

"I don't live with my parents, so my mother is in trouble when I go home."

"Huh? Oh, right.... uh, uh"

Seems to have calmed down somewhat. Mr. Sputnik, my brother doesn't live in the house, he doesn't have a father, and Anna counts. You came up with some ideas, but you realized none of them applied to Sputnik, yeah, roar.

"But I can't!

I screamed again to explode.

"I can't do it anyway! Until Crewe gets back, you know, like... uh... like... like... chi? You can't do that! We have to wait for you."

"Oh, that."

Anna approaching Sputnik to bite. Thinking about what happened to Sputnik, there was a voice between us that had interrupted us with a snack.

"What?" and Anna's gaze turns to you. I could see the force on Cecil's shoulder.

"I'm, uh, not like that"

"Huh?"

"Well, you must be mistaken."

I don't know how to explain what all of a sudden, it doesn't come together.

Anna, who happens to have caught Elsa passing nearby and ordered from My Pace, "Oh, cold milkty, please," and Cecil, who is confused because she doesn't keep up with her condition - although the schematic is pretty funny.

It's also a problem to keep wasting time forever. Get the help ship out of the side.

"Anna, she's Cecil. It's like a friend of Ku's, and he came all the way from the city of Cokedier to visit Ku. But as Anna knows, Coo's out of town right now, right? Unfortunately, I misplaced Ku."

"Crewe's friend?

"Yeah. So it's not like she's what I am or anything. I just apologize for the absence of the employee and entertain him on his behalf. Do you understand?"

When Anna said, "Really?," and take confirmation with Cecil. Cecil nodded, "You're right," and Sputnik's suspicions finally seem clear. I laughed openly.

"Hey. Yes, it was. I'm sorry, Cecil, you surprised me."

"No. I am very afraid of your concern. Please excuse me for saying that you are a friend of Master Crewe's. Please forgive me for my misconduct."

"Bussaho?

Standing in a chair, in front of Cecil, who bows his head deeply, Anna looks at this one properly without even recognizing that it is an apology. "I'm sorry I couldn't say hello properly," he interpreted. He finally seemed to understand, and he grinned at the meeting of hands. "You don't have to worry about that," he said. And.

Fast switching is a major feature of a child named Anna. She seems to have already certified Cecil as a 'new friend'.

"Hey, hey, Cecil. Cecil, are you free now?

"What?"

"Mr. Sputnik, I'm talking to you about something, you're free, right?

How about saying something to an adult? Nevertheless, I wouldn't ask you where you protested - but right now, I don't even care about Sputnik or anything anymore, and I'm pulling Cecil's arm looking like I'm having fun trying to play.

Cecil, by contrast, gave a bewildered look.

"Uh, uh"

"No?"

"Oh, um... me, at work..."

"Come on."

To the sinister Cecil, I pinched my mouth. To her, Sputnik looks surprised and waves.

"It still takes time for Cou to get back to this city. Until then, I don't know if you're going to wait in this city or go home with a numb cut on the way home, but in the meantime, you won't mind as much as touring this city somewhat. Your employer, to that extent, is not the kind of guy you say."

I don't care what you say, because that man needed thirteen years of months before he could stand up to find the truth about his fiancée. Where my men who ordered me to travel spent about half a day on sightseeing, I wouldn't be in an angry position.

Still, Cecil seems to be overdeciding. But Anna must have taken Sputnik's permission or something. Glimmer your eyes. With a full smile,

"Let's go!

"Hey, hey, uh"

Pull Cecil's arm and make him stand up.

Though confused by the imposition, he didn't seem to dislike it. "I'll see you later, I'll interrupt the store!" The Cecils rang the doorbell and left, "he said.

- Instead, Elsa came with the basin. Milkti is listed above. It must be what Anna ordered, I looked at the entrance door and groaned "Oh".

"What should I do with your order?"

I'll take it.

It was just a whim to take it away from the basin, and I don't know how it would go with Hamburg. I try to offer a straw, but refuse and put my mouth directly on the glass. Milkty and larger ice touched her lips.

"Enough with the order. Accounting first."

"Yes, I did. You know, last night's minute, that girl's minute, and the bill to put it all together?

"Ah.... and give me the receipt. including last night's drinks and milk tea."

"Are you sure?

To push, snort. Originally, one end of this effort was in the misery of the secretary and his sister. I mean, if that guy hadn't even dispatched that secretary, this one's hard work would still be soothing - it should be. I wouldn't have a problem with it being confused and having it hold about the cost of a drink.

"I'll give you an empty plate," he reaches for the glass and plate that was placed in front of Cecil. Because it was a meal of thought, Sputnik's hamburger did not go much further and more than half remained, but his appetite had been lost, mainly due to the intensity of the stories about the fansions and others.

Totally. My feelings for all sorts of things crossed, and I sighed. I don't like that kind of stuff. I want to work alone in a cage in my room if I can. Or I prefer to catch the right woman and play around... but no, that's anyway.

We can't expect restitution where we don't like it. I put the glass by the side of the plate and put my arms together.

I think I want someone to talk to.

"Hey, Elsa."

"Hey."

"What do you think, kid?

Finished putting dishes in a basin, asks Elsa.

She blinked.

"What do you say? She's adorable."

I'm not going to ask you what you think about appearance. Otherwise, wave loosely.

But my question was also too vague. supplement.

"... I know him, he's a secretary. You're too childish."

"Oh, by reason"

Elsa looks out the window. I thought Cecil was still there, but I couldn't come to see her as a child. The shadows are sparse because of the rain that was falling earlier.

"I thought you were a very grown-up kid, too. At a young age, I wonder if you've been going through a lot of hard work... I hear you were talking about that kid's sister earlier?

…… You heard me, I knew it. "

"Oh, I don't like it, Mr. Sputnik. You think I'm gonna eavesdrop on your customers?

"Because I felt my gaze. You're not?

"Oh, my God, you noticed."

Angry faces like they made quickly collapse, tongues out and laughs. The bad thing about her asking me, I shouldn't have told you.

"We talked about that sister.... I was engaged, but I died in an accident before I got married. He's a distant sister of his age, so he only knows what happened at the time by hearsay. I've never actually met my sister either."

It wouldn't be a good idea to go into too much detail about other people's circumstances, but Elsa is a person who can 'shut up'. At a time when my head is confused with tons of information, I wanted to talk to a third party who can hear things from a fair standpoint.

"What do you think?

"Hey. A little something."

Place the basin on the table and put your hand on your chin.

"Mr. Sputnik, is your brother just your sister?

"... that's no blood connection though. Just get used to it, just like you and the nuts."

Give me the name of Captain Tonchi, who is currently on vacation. I know you know where you're going because it's about Elsa, but I'm not interested enough to want to know until I hear it.

"I have a real brother who has blood ties, but I haven't seen him in a long time either."

"Yes. Doesn't Mr. Sputnik care about your brother?

I don't know what I'm doing now because I haven't been home since I ran away from home once.

...... unlike myself, he had an honest personality, so he might be working hard to inherit that house. But I wasn't willing to go back home to find out. When I ran away from home, I took a lot out as an immediate cost of living.

"My story would be good. What's wrong with that?

Then Elsa frowned. of the hand on his jaw, his muscles deepened a little - it seemed to have put in a lot of effort. "Though I can't say it well," he prefaced, and said pompously,

"Even if it's hearsay, she grew up hearing, 'My sister loved herself a lot,' right? Even though it is... somehow... I may not have heard the same thing."

As if it were the clouds of the day, unclear narratives.

Waiting for the words to continue, Sputnik sips milkti. Though I don't know if the taste of milk seems darker than normal because it's made for kids, or if my tongue just happens to be stupid today.

Either way, Elsa's been quiet for a long time.

The words spouted after reflection, somehow, were lurked like a secret story -

"If it was my mistake, I'm sorry.... In her story, the 'sister' felt very, very far from her."