103 – 103 – Is there something wrong with my youth? # One
103 – Is there something wrong with my youth? # One
“Kyeongkongi has advanced to the finals of the contest… !”
Nike returned to the club room and shouted.
I was watching from the audience, so I simply nodded.
“I saw it too.”
If you’re good enough, advancing to the finals is a piece of cake.
With a little effort, you can even win a real championship.
“When is the final?”
When I asked, Nike said, “Well, Friday. Since the finals and finals were held on the last day of the sports day… !” and announced the schedule. I still have room.
said to Nike.
“Prepare well for the finals and finals. Contest prize money must be won by us.”
“Yes!”
“Then, we should prepare for business soon.”
Customers flock to Tuesday, when the sports day begins in earnest.
However, we must finish all preparations today, the day before.
“Tteokbokki and slushy were all checked with the sisters… ! In that sense, can I eat this Arnoi, these new imp sisters, and that cotton candy… ?”
Arnoi, Ariol, and imp friends came to see us after checking the stock before we knew it.
“Checking inventory, it was more fun than I thought… !”
“I was bored, but I want to make you work more… !”
The one with red hair tied together is Poipo in a ponytail.
Was the kid with two braids Pui Pui from Twin Tails?
it’s fun to work
They were weird guys.
After being locked up in the darkness of a cave for a few days, everything becomes fun.
It is a superior workforce than expected.
“You are Poipo. You are PuiPu.”
While I was clearly memorizing the names and faces of the two people, Arnoi spoke in a nervous tone, like a thief whose feet were numb.
“This Arnoy, you worked really hard with the sisters… ! It’s not like I didn’t even smoke… ! So, the right to receive that cotton candy as a reward is sufficient… !”
“good.”
I readily agreed.
I was thinking of making some cotton candy right now.
However, Arnoi was rather embarrassed.
“Uh, why… ? There’s no way Victor, who is saltier than the salt off the coast of Ludens, would allow it at once… ! This guy is obviously fake… !”
“… … .”
he’s a really weird guy
Of course I got it.
It’s because I’ve always thoroughly guarded the stock of products so that I don’t eat them on my own.
But you look at me as a salty idol.
I wouldn’t have cared too much?
Wasn’t it rather hot investment?
anyway.
“I’ll let you sample the cotton candy.”
The target of the “Cloud Cotton Candy” sold this time is children.
Nymphs with tastes similar to those of children should be able to obtain a solid sample of taste responses.
“I have to make sure that the cotton candy machine I asked for from the production club is working well.”
I took out a cylindrical cotton candy machine that was made quite plausible.
I made this for 5 million Renena.
Click. drooling.
The “cloud sugar” extracted from the “Cloud Ring Yingyingi” was put into the lower part of a device called a disk, and the lower lamp started heating it further.
─round and round.
A cylindrical cotton candy machine that starts spinning clockwise when you step on the pedal with your foot.
The “cloud sugar” heated by the lamp melted and began to spurt out like threads from the side of the cylinder, so I brought a wooden chopstick I had prepared in advance.
“It seems so.”
It is quite satisfying to see the white sugar threads clumping round and round around the wooden chopsticks.
The production club didn’t make my commission meaningless.
“It is complete.”
Cotton candy made like that.
It is the size of Arnoi’s head.
“This is Nike. I will give it to you.”
“yes? me?”
Nike seemed surprised to hear his name being called unexpectedly.
Did they think it belonged to nymphs?
“Nike, you are my founding partner. We have suffered together, so we have the right to try it first.”
“Is that so… ! great… !”
Nike accepted the cotton candy.
Light blue cotton candy.
Looking at it, Nike said “Wow”, her emerald eyes shining, and finally took a bite of the large cloud-shaped snack.
Farr.
Trembling Nike’s twin tail.
“delicious… ! What is this? what the hell is this… !?”
What is this?
“Because it’s cotton candy.”
“… No, it’s different from the cotton candy I’ve eaten so far! It’s a little softer, fluffy, and melts in your mouth… .”
Nike was a friend who was easily moved by this and that.
It seems to have a taste.
While Nike threw it away, he picked up a little piece of cotton candy with his hands and fed it to Elizabeth, who was building a house outside.
-Hooong… !
– Be it… !
Everyone likes it.
The only one who is angry is Arnoi.
“Aww… ! That looks delicious… ! To have to look at it is literally equivalent to nymph-hating torture… !”
“wait.”
Snug. Swish swipe.
Because the old senses came back, I was able to make the second and third cotton candy right away.
“It belongs to you. Eat and clean your teeth.”
The sight of the nymphs holding an armful of cloud-shaped cotton candy is quite funny.
“This, this taste… . It’s nymph-friendly, sweet and soft… ! It really feels like a floating cloud… ! If only I could taste this again… It’s good to participate in next year’s athletic meet again… !”
Would you like to participate in the sports day again?
You mean you’re going to be in the 9th grade?
“You stop participating in sports days and graduate.”
What about other friends besides Arnoi?
“This Poi Poi, it’s been a while since I’ve eaten something this delicious… !
“This Puipui also thinks it was good to follow him out of the dark… . No more eating wet moss and dew… .”
Looking at the tail wagging left and right, the reaction of the imps seems to be good.
It’s a bit pitiful to live on wet moss and dew.
how about ariol?
“… … .”
Ariol was looking at the cylinder while holding the cotton candy.
Feeling somewhat uneasy, I said lightly.
“By the way, Ariol, even if it smells sweet and delicious, you shouldn’t go inside this cylinder.”
“It is unfortunate… !”
I think so.
Then Nike asked.
“Won’t Viktor eat?”
“me?”
do i have to
I was about to shrug my shoulders, but Nike raised both hands and shouted.
“Victor! The person who makes it has never tasted such delicious food. I’m losing more than half of my life!”
It was funny.
The cotton candy on Nike’s mouth looks like a beard.
“Take off your beard.”
“Ugh… .”
“Whatever. Shall I eat one too?”
I made one with a small one.
Even if you’ve made it before, is it the first time you’ve eaten it since an elementary school sports day?
take a big bite
“Sweet.”
The response was stiff and flat.
It tasted like a sweet reward after hard work.
However, Nike didn’t seem to like something.
“Victor, it’s much harder than I thought.”
“Victor, the sous chef, is like a rusted iron pillar sunk in the sea… !”
* * *
Nike said to me, “It’s hard.”
Eating cotton candy made me feel a little better.
I wanted to have a club dinner for a while.
How can a person live while only working?
I need to play a bit too.
However, Domina, the torture teacher, did not take her place.
I quit because I didn’t even have Enio.
“Domina said she was busy preparing for the sports day. Enio must be very busy with his father coming from the mainland. Let’s have a dinner party after the sports day is over.”
Nike said to my simple decision.
“OK. You don’t have Miss Victoria right now.”
Isn’t he originally from our club?
anyway.
I put the two cotton candy I made into a cup.
It’s a little bit like eating alone, so I’m thinking of sharing it with Enio and Domina.
Everyone has something to say.
“Then I will go.”
I left the club room.
The scorching sun in May is too hot.
On the roads, parks, and playgrounds, students were seen sweating in gym clothes and sweats.
– Just one more last lap… !
– Hee hee, hee hee. hot… .
– Just a little more… !
It looks very hot and hard.
Still, everyone seemed to be having fun.
“You’re young.”
Would running on the playground be that much fun?
Would chasing a ball with a group of people be that much fun?
Suddenly, I thought it would be nice if I could run.
I feel like I’m losing money if I can’t enjoy what other people find enjoyable.
So I ran.
Viktor’s stamina was good, so running was no problem.
“after.”
Perhaps because of my mood, the wind hitting my face was quite refreshing.
Your legs quicken and your breathing quickens.
As a result, I was able to arrive at the teacher’s office, where Domina was supposed to be working.
I wish I could have run a little longer, but it’s a pity.
“Go in.”
When I knocked on the door and opened the classroom door, I saw some teachers.
Was it during a tea party during break time?
My eyes go to the tea and simple cookies on the table.
“Oh my, you… ?”
“Are you Viktor?”
The female teachers looked at me and said one word at a time.
Everyone recognizes Viktor because he’s a celebrity.
“What is it?”
“I came to find Domina.”
“Mr. Domina? I went to make a copy for a while. sit here and wait Would you rather sit down and have a cup of tea? There are also cookies.”
Is that so?
Even my throat was dry at times.
They offer free snacks and tea, but I can’t refuse.
The sofa was soft.
It’s softer than I thought and rather uncomfortable.
“So, you are that Victor. It’s the first time I’ve seen it like this. I’m the burden of Class B. Do you know who I am?”
“I know, Sarmina. My subject is magic.”
Sarmina, a magic science major teacher, covered the mole at the bottom of her mouth with her palm and laughed.
“Oh my, do you know me? Is it an honor to be recognized by a school celebrity?”
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Just like the game
Also long black hair.
A pair of horns on his forehead.
what the heck are those horns?
item?
real horns?
I’ve always been curious
Then the curly-haired female teacher next to me asked.
“I know? If you guess my name, I’ll give you another cookie.”
“know. Teacher Vanessa. I am in charge of theology and divine-type healing techniques.”
“right!”
“I? Do you know who I am?”
Was it strange that I knew them?
Female teachers swarmed around me and told me to guess their names.
Of course, I knew all the teachers’ names, so the cookies were all mine.
It was then.
Said Sarmina, the horned female teacher.
“You, Mr. Domina, said you cook ramen so well? Are you good at other dishes? huh? Borscht, do you make borscht well?”
“Miss Sarmina, you seem to be full of selfishness?”
“Victor-kun, do you know what my name is?”
As a teacher, I’m just as noisy as the students.
But in a way, it was natural.
Even as a teacher, she is in her early to mid-twenties.
At most late twenties to early thirties.
still very young
“Oh, look at his face. It’s so red… ! I’m sweating too… !”
“Are you a shy student?”
“Would you like me to stroke your hair?”
Was the sweat that shed from running as hard as it could have cooled off yet?
Maybe it’s because the classroom is hot.
This office was as hot as the playground, with a strange heat.
Is it the smell of perfume that oddly blends with the sound of laughter?
I feel the maturity of older people that I can’t feel from female students my age.
Of course, after all, I’m older than these teachers.
As I was thinking that, the door to the teachers’ room slid open.
“I copied it.”
it’s domina
“Domina, wait. This is your share of cotton candy.”
Domina’s eyes widened as she looked at me.
Then he said, “Victor-kun, what should I do if I’m here like this… !”, grabbing my wrist and quickly grabbing it outside the classroom.