Ore wa Mada, Honki o Dashite Inai

Leaving the mansion, he strolled through the city in a ruffled outfit.

When I say ruffled, it's not just ruffled outfit.

It's a young chimpy fashion that frowns when the old folks see it.

Old people there don't think much of this, they should think of me as the prodigal lord.

Nevertheless, there is no need for even the inhabitants to hate me, I can't even look at you if there is an uprising or anything like that.

I play the prodigal princess who is familiar there while conscious of balance.

Walking appropriately, fuzzy, sweet scent came into my nose.

When I stopped and explored the origin of the fragrance, I found a pretty thriving confectionery shop.

I'm heading to the store.

"Welcome - Oh, isn't it Hermes?"

You know my face, an aunt with the right width came with a friendly smile on her face.

"Please buy me something."

"Sorry...... this or the sweet smell"

"Oops, that's Hermes, your eyes are high. It's a popular sweet grill these days."

"Which bake?

"It's a fantasy freak made by a guy from a long time ago, but it's always been a mystery except that he uses powder and azuki, and the recipe was recently discovered in the ruins. It exploded from there."

"Oh, that sounds interesting. Let's just get one."

"Yes, go ahead"

My aunt sandwiched the baked meat on paper and offered it to me.

Take it, go for a bite...

"Not really! It's good!

"No, this is the most popular treat these days. Come on."

"If it tastes like this, it deserves to be popular. Wrap some up."

"Yes!

The aunt took out the paper bag and added which bake.

The delicacy was real.

Because of this, and I'll buy it for my sister.

Received the Dorayaki from my aunt, paid for it, and resumed hanging out.

The city of Pindos is quite prosperous after all.

I just don't walk away for a minute and there's a lot of new stuff out there.

Funny, I went around that way.

"Oh, you really know whose woman you put your hand on?

I ran into a crime scene.

Two rough yelling men's voices, lots of wild horses surrounding it.

Looking out into the wild horse, apparently two men are arguing over one woman.

At first, one of them was - maybe the man was pushed more.

"I don't know! I told him I wasn't seeing anybody."

The result of being flabbergasted was puffy.

Don't lie to me.

"Ask the woman you know or not."

"Shut up!"

The man was clean and pulled out a short knife.

Until then, "Whoa, boy!" The wild horses screamed.

I'd like to see a fight, but don't bother until the blade wound is shaken up.

I can tell as the psychology of the wild horses is in hand.

The other guy is beautiful too, don't back down when you look at the blade, I just looked around and put the corner material that was falling around to my hand.

I'm sorry we're both just messing with each other.

Oh, boy, you can't help it.

As I sighed, I gave in gently and picked up two pebbles from the ground.

After making sure the wild horses were paying attention to the two of them, I caught the pebble on my finger and bounced it off Decopin's instructions.

Two pebbles that popped up sewed between the wild horses and hit two men in the chin at the pinpoint.

I did a good job.

The power is about the punch of an adult man.

So the two who were struck out of the chin collapsed from their knees almost simultaneously, fell and passed out.

I'm bothering around.

I flew in orbit like flying to a completely irrelevant place after the pebble hit, so it should look like the two of them suddenly fell from around.

It's natural to bother.

They were both pretty, but, well, they fit in by the time you woke up.

That's what I thought and tried to walk away.

……

As soon as I returned the blemishes, I realized that the girl was staring at me.

It's a girl who's five or six, with her face up and staring at me.

"What's up?

"This... wow"

The girl imitated Decopin.

And I picked up the pebble myself, caught it and played it, but the pebble rolled onto the ground drawing a noronoro and a parabola.

"Difficult..."

That's what you were looking at.

I was going to check around properly, but I only checked about the same height of my gaze.

I never thought a little one like this would be watching.

This is not good, I need to stop talking.

I did it with pebbles because I don't want to be seen, but when I see it, it's "awesome" the other way around.

I want to avoid that spreading and saying, "I knew it would have been amazing if I meant it".

I thought about it for a moment, crouched down, gazed at the height, and poured the paper bag.

"I'll give you this. I just saw it. Shut up."

"Wow... which bake"

"Do you like it?

"Yeah! It's so delicious! But she said you shouldn't eat too much because your mother's gonna be tooth decay."

"Well, then I'll give you all this. Don't tell anyone what you just saw."

"Yeah!"

I handed the grill to the girl with a full smile and I walked away from the spot.

A few days later, he was relaxing in the mansion's garden.

He was relaxing in an euthanasia chair and playing "Lazy Lord" to the dog he owns in the mansion.

That's where my sister came in.

"Yes, I was coming to Hermes."

My sister stood in front of me and offered me an envelope.

"What's that?"

"It's rumored"

My sister, who talks like that, was nicotine for some reason.

"Rumors?"

"You stopped the mood, didn't you?"

"Why did you do that!

got up from the chair.

"The kid in this letter said," I stopped him just because he pipped my finger. "

"In the end, you made a fuss!

"It's more force majeure than that."

"What?

"This is what this letter says." Dorayaki was delicious, thank you lord uncle "......"

"Is that a thank you letter?

"Yes. If you want to get that letter out and learn the letters or ask for the lord's contact information, the adults around you will ask you why. So I answered honestly."

"Knock..."

"Wouldn't it be impossible to stop a kid who sees something cool and speaks proudly in the first place, even without it"

"Oh no......"

"Give up now and show the world."

"No..."

That's what I said, but I was disappointed.

Will that spread or will it spread......

Can we at least hope that it can be perceived as a child's exaggerated delusion?

No.

"... or"

"You mean?

"Not even your uncle in the first place..."

"Not bad, if you mean it, good old man."

"... my uncle would be my aunt, wouldn't he?

"Oh, man."

My sister threw the letter in a fancy form.

The envelope flies around like a disc - but.

"Bau!"

The dog in the mansion instinctively chased him, caught him in the air, and returned with a "thank you, uncle".