The Girl Who Spits Up Jewels

- At that time.

Excuse me while I talk to you.

I hear a voice that often passes even in the busy indoors, and I raise my face.

When I saw it, Elsa was standing next to me. There is no usual basin in both hands, and he holds one small white box to be dedicated in front of his chest. The lid remained empty and she tilted the box to show the contents to both of us when she made sure that the gaze of the two men turned towards her. It holds colorful cups that glitter like gems.

"You've got a souvenir, Llang. I don't know if I can do this."

"Thanks, it's a lovely souvenir that goes far beyond expectations! This must fix her mood, too!

To his tone, which was difficult to act, Elsa grinned holding her mouth down and tickling.

Close the box and hand it over. I received the price for the souvenir and wondered if she was going back to work -.

"And then, Mr. Sputnik"

Me?

"Yeah, Crewe did."

Hey, I'll make a call. I don't have to go out of my way, so I do my gaze at the seat she was sitting in, but until earlier, it looked like she was beyond the clash, there's no sign of Crewe now. I wonder where he went.

I had no choice, and when I got up and went over there, I knew immediately that she wasn't gone.

"What, you fell asleep"

"Phew Phew"

My nose rang just in time, but I guess I didn't reply.

On his desk, he meditated his eyes, and to Crewe, sleeping with a happy face, Elsa loosened her eyes and Soaran groaned uncomfortably, "That's cute.

Look down for a while and make sure it's not going to happen. Eventually Elsa pointed to her and said this to Sputnik.

"I was wondering if you could take me home"

"If you did something n.e.c., you'd know they noticed what you were following. Let him sleep till morning. You always do that to the drunkards here anyway."

"I hate it, but we're not as good at after-sales service as Mr. Katon's. Guests who sit even at closing time are taken to a special room without question."

"Special room?

"On the street"

As far as it goes.

"Well, I wouldn't exactly do that with Crewe, but I was wondering if I'd leave it up to you if your father was here because of you"

"Who's the father, who's the"

Express regret, but unfortunately the voice of folk grass doesn't reach the noble waitress, apparently.

"Mr. Sputnik, you know you can't stay like this forever, right?

I'm sure it's not talking about her place where she fell asleep, in the eyes that look at this one at the top of her head, and in those words again.

But it was hard to answer, and I scratched my head. Clouding and obscuring words.

"That might be true, but... Temee, don't touch me"

at the same time, clapping and stopping the perverted hand trying to cling to Crewe's cheek. It sounded better than I thought, and he said, "Pain!" I screamed - but I was more concerned that Crewe wouldn't wake up because of that than he was safe. But it seemed like a useless worry, and she just breathed calmly and repeatedly.

And Krew's right hand, I wonder how much he liked it, was holding the stuffed right arm tight.

"By the way, this stuffed animal, what the hell"

"My twins made it, the handicrafts have been like my boom lately. He said," The best fluff I've had in the last few times. "If you'd like, could you give it to Crewe?

"Don't worry, give me the 'best product' so easily."

"Yesterday, you were holding up a new one and saying, 'Fuzzy over the last fuzzy one I've been told is the best in the last few times,' so you're gonna be okay."

"I don't know. That standard."

I hope they enjoy themselves though, because their main business is not handicraftsmanship. Imagine a pair of similiar figures with a stuffed bear all over my treasure. It's hilarious.

"Well, no, anyway..."

"Wait a minute."

and.

The voice that broke into the conversation between them belonged to Soaran. He frowned a few times and, somehow, looked serious. Step over to Elsa and say, "Hey, can I ask you something?" I don't think we talked about something that serious.

"Yeah. I wonder what it is."

The thought seemed the same for Elsa, tilting her neck strangely. At the same time, Soaran opened his eyes cuttingly.

And when you breathe shallow and fast.

"I'm good at making stuffed animals!

"Yes."

"Twins'!

"Yes."

"Sister!?

"My brother."

I think it's time for me to go home. I have a meeting tomorrow morning.

The interest seemed to disappear in an instant.

Instantly drop the tone of your voice and start packing your bags. Eventually, when Soaran took his jacket and bag away, he handed Elsa the slip he gripped along with the gold. Seeing as I said, "The rest is fine with chips," he seems to be a lucrative profession with the Deputy Branch Manager. Soaran accidentally called him as he watched as if he was going to drop him off.

"Yes, Sputnik. Thank you for that, thank you."

"That thing?

unexpected, frowning.

Soaran explained to him as he waved his fingers.

"I've lost my 'surveillance' eyes on the magic girl. You must have managed to say something to your" pawn "?

"Ahhh..."

It is my sister's face that answers vaguely and remembers. The appearance of a wolf wearing a cat and smiling gently, based on the management of the Crew Lol Jewellery Chamber.

That raccoon stopped spying on the magic girl, not exactly because of Sputnik. I'm not the kind of person who tells you to stop and listen, and I'm not good enough to make you listen to that one. Just as we started our investigation on our own with Sputnik's letter report, we finished it on our own. I'm sure I've settled on the conclusion that 'no problem'. But I didn't have to bother to tell you that.

So I don't tell you anything special, I just flatter my shoulders. There was no reason to know how Soaran took that, etc., but at least he seemed satisfied with the gesture.

"I did tell him. Bye."

With his white box lowered hand gently raised as a farewell greeting, Soaran turned his back on Sputnik. of the upbeat drunk. "Llang, you're leaving already! to the voice," I'll be back soon! "I return it and leave the store. I wonder how often the hell he visits this store, when he finally got along with his regular customers.

- Whatever it is, the trouble is I left. Okay, what's the problem right now?

Sputnik sees a serene sleeping face beside him.

I pressed my cheek with my finger and it sank softly.