148 126. Let sinners remember.

"...! Oh, you.... Damn, you want me to come here after opening the store every time.

Turning to the sound of the store door opening, Bayle sighed with the cigar added. Keep elbowing with your tattooed arms and invite guests to the counter seat with your hands.

"Ha! That's not the kind of deal you can make in front of a customer, is it, Bail?

A man sits in his counter seat laughing with his nose. I stood in the counter seat next to him with the bags I was carrying on one arm, ordered a glass of booze and drank it the moment it was served.

"Hey Val! You can eat anything you want."

"Mr. Bail! Val, I want some meat."

Man... two people who couldn't read the letters with one hand on the menu at the table seat behind Val started making noise.

"Ask as much as you like! Come on, don't make a scene early."

"Even Val is drinking before us! I have something to drink too."

"Mr. Bail, what does sheep meat taste like?

"... this is it. Well... it would be extra noticeable if I came to the opening time with the kid, for sure.

Because of this, Bail took out the glass and sheep in it, saying that he was used to preparing the store faster than opening time.

"It's so fun to eat all sorts of things in this store!

"Oh well. At least we're in a tavern.... some parents got annoyed with getting more food out for the kid.

Answering Chemetho's words, he stared at Val demanding a second cup only with chillies and eyes.

"You're paying me enough, aren't you?

"Oh, the liquor bill and the rice bill. but... this one is free.

That being said, Bayle threw a bunch of paper at the counter to Val. To Chancellor Gilbert, it's a report of backworld movements and rumors I heard in the tavern. Val checked it and got nostalgic without looking at the contents.

"No, I really appreciate you coming to get it.... I don't want to see that guy again if I can.

"Hi-ha-ha! You know what I mean? How do you feel about that?

The man hammered him because he didn't know what he was capable of, took the glass placed on the counter and handed it back to Sefek.

Val had been entrusted by Gilbert with the task of immediately bridging information between Bail and himself. I'll pay the rent for that. With permission from Pride, Val regularly delivered "information from the general public" to Jilbel after being ordered not to see, show, or speak to anyone about the contents of the report he was given. Val is also guessing at the contents, but he didn't dare pursue it. Val himself somehow feels the horror of Jilbel on his skin.

"Besides, that's why you guys act like good customers every time you come to my store.... it would be great if you could even come during business hours.

Yes, sheepmeat. and stick out the meat on the plate to Val, and he handed it to Chemetho again with Val behind him as he tongued. The fragrant scent filled the store, and Sefek, who saw the plate, said, "I have one too!" He raised his voice. Val heard it and troublesomely stuck his fingers to Bail. Yes, yes, and two more bails. I started baking lamb.

"You've been using it here... three months, huh? How's work going?

"Uh?... sort of.

Val can't say anything else about the job in the contract. Sefek and Chemetho also knew that Val was "delivering" to countries, but they didn't even understand the specific job description, and on top of that, they were also stopped by Val and Pride.

"Well, I don't ask in depth. If I do anything wrong, I'll be killed by that man.

"Hyahahahahaha! We'll have a hard time with each other, won't we?

"I don't feel comfortable. More Val than that. Why are you doing your job now?

Val silenced a little on Bail's words and replied "It's a go" as he demanded the biggest jock.

You perceived something in Val's response, and Bayle gently returns "Yes," without asking any more. The jock with the contents as it was and the roasted lamb were put out on the counter in two plates, and then the glass of Chemetho's share continued to be set aside. Sefek took one plate of counters from himself and put a glass with a drink next to Chemetho and took his seat himself. Val pierced the fork to the remaining sheepmeat and chewed it thoroughly.

Chewing off the meat, Val thinks. Why did you get on with the Pride proposal then?

... Payment was good. There's no doubt about it.

But I would never have taken a job like this at least a year ago.

- You're the great man of the country, always the same.

I don't even care if you're a person below Temee and the others.

'We will go to help our people, who have become commodities, including the children he has taken hostage.

- No matter how sweet you say it or how much you entrust to it, you end up with other personnel.

"The lower part. What do you do to my people?

- You can put your body up to the people down there.

"It's an order. Grab my hand."

- And credit.

"Take control of this cave."

- There's no way you can understand us.

'... that, tears... eh.... I think of my family, it's tears.

- We crawl on the ground, we squat, we die in the wild, we laugh high.

... should have been.

'Aren't you willing to work under me?

"~ Eh... Ahn's... fucking kid..."

In just about two days, I think he made a lot of noise again. Anger boils through shame remembering all things at once. Beating a drunken jock to the counter, chewing and swallowing more lamb, he called to me from behind if the swallowing Sefek and Chemetho had called him.

"I'm not talking about Temehe et al., I'm talking about the Lord.

When you bite off more chunks of meat, Sefek says, "The Lord is not a fucking kid!" He raised his voice.

"Ugh! From what I can tell, he's a fucking kid enough!

"Does Val hate the Lord?

Now Chemetho speaks up. Still fighting with a second bite about how the meat doesn't bite off well. Sefek noticed and started cutting Chemetho's share of meat with a knife.

"Ah? Why do you ask?

"Because I thought Val loved the Lord. …."

"Ha-ha-ha."

Unexpectedly absurd his voice at Chemetho's words.

"This job is for the Lord, and... and, uh, well...

He suddenly leaned down in his mouth and said to Chemetho, "It's just a triumph!" He cuts the conversation and reaches for every liquor bottle in the bail.

Yes, in the end, it's done.

I just thought that the Lord could give me a hand because it was weird, unlike my disgusting people.

The name "Lord" is just because he admitted he was my employer.

Mouth on the back of the foot, … and beyond. It's all just harassment of the people who were there.

............ yes, that's all.

"You must be my people too."

Nothing, those seven weren't rocked by the kid's words down there either.

Nothing,... it's not why I wanted to swear to the Lord again, or thank you.

Nothing... whether the kid blushes or gets upset at the mouth from me and the prank... I didn't feel anything.... yes, nothing.

... just a accomplishment. And carefree. That's good.

'Don't refuse.

... the liquor has turned a little or my face suddenly gets hot. Shit, is it because you're not used to drinking yet?

Now pull in every water drain and take it away before Bail puts it out on the counter, and drink it up directly. Behind my back I heard Chemetho and Sefek talking about something, but I missed hearing it because of the sound of drinking water. Yeah, I'm mostly busy when I talk about it. Even when I talk about it.

"Val, your face is red... but is it lit...?

"What, kid about the Lord? At the same time, the Lord is the only one who talks.

Even though I'm a girl. That's what I say, swelling my cheeks. "I love cute Sefek and well-dressed Val," Chemetho chuckled.

"Hey, funny family there. Do you need something sweet?

Val glanced at Bail's words, who was the funny fucking shopkeeper, and Chemetho and Sefek raised their hands.