"I've had a hard time."

　The plump, heavy stomach, the aftertaste of coffee that makes me feel uncomfortable, and the annoying smell of nuts that spreads through my mouth.
　It's not aftertaste after a cafe.

"I've heard of it, but I didn't expect it to be this thorough,"

　Estella, who wanted to go to a cafe, regrets going there a little.
　It seems like this is the first time I've ever experienced that terrible response.

"I've never been called 'BU' in the first place, and even if I come here once in a while, I only know dinner at the lord's house or meals at a particular restaurant." My father seems to have been there several times."
"I have been to this ward many times with the companion of my predecessors. Well, in general, they're all shitty shops."
"Hey, Natalia! Be careful what you say!"

　You shouldn't call a store in another ward shit. Given Natalia's position, it could even be a diplomatic issue.
　Maybe girls don't use that kind of language.

"Everything is like excrement."
"Do you mean to speak meekly? It's not working at all!"

　Don't call the place where you used to eat nuts excrement. ...but you'll feel a little bad.

"Natalia, I don't think I'll be able to say what I've just said."
"Mr. Estella, do you insist on not eating excrement?"
"There's no one who wants to eat, is there?

　Oh, Natalia. Is it safe to assume that staring at me is a declaration of war? I'll blow you off, Konoyaro.

"As the head waiter of the Clare Mona family, I have to try to act like a first-class lady. Not to mention his remarks, but his actions and actions."
「…………」

　With his head down and his fingers pressed against the thin jaws, Natalia ponders deeply.
　Maybe you're reflecting on what you've said and done so far.

"...the Lord's style of service is not first class, but it is..."
"It's noisy.

　I don't think I should reflect on reflection.

"However, what I said was too much. I deeply regret it and swear that I will never make such a statement again."

　Bend your right arm to hold your chest and offer a deep salute to Estella, as the knight does. Natalia is very good at this kind of behavior. be cool to be honest
　Estella, which was bowed to, is also brimming with grace that makes you feel a little pressured.
　Natalia... You're a woman who doesn't even have to open her mouth. It's a shame at the top of the top.

It can be said that the head waiter is a mirror representing the lord of the manor. Isn't he a unique head waiter who looks good on Estella?"

　Lucia laughs loudly.
　Whoo! Lucia seems to be forgetting that her head waiter is a rather disappointing girl.
　Gilberta, for the most part, is disappointing.

"Be more careful than now, if I were a mirror reflecting Lucia,"
"Hmmm, what do you think? I will discipline myself not to be ashamed of myself. This is the chief waiter."
"The mirrors reflect each other. If it's Lucia's mirror, I'll be a mirror.

　They say that if Gilberta is a mirror of Lucia, Lucia is also a mirror of Gilberta.

"...there's something too perverted about me, too. I will control myself."
"Hey, Gilberta!? Does that mean I'm too perverted!"
"I agree."
"In such cases, you ought to raise the Lord more, Gilberta!"
"I agree with you very much."
"That's not the case!"

　Gilberta affirms with tremendous force that Lucia is perverted.
　Yeah. The head waiter is a mirror representing the lord. Every combination is a good match between stupid and tsukkomi. That's a big deal.

"Did Lucia know about the abnormalities of this city?"
"About the excessive service at the store?"

　Is that kind of harassment-like refill called a 'service'? It's harassment, isn't it?

"I didn't think that a commoner store would be providing such excessive service... well, I could imagine it."
"That's what it looks like in this town, from the commoners' level to the barons' shops."
"You must have a strong spirit of service."

　He makes a remark that only earwears can hear and laugh dryly.
　All the restaurants in this town are dangerous, aren't they? Let's be careful.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm going to the agricultural district soon."

　After leaving the cafe, we were again parading down a narrow back alley, but it seems that we finally got to the agricultural district.
　The distance was not much, but I was forced to go up and down again and again, and I was exhausted. I have a heavy stomach.

　It seems that if you go out into the agricultural district, the road will widen and level out.
　I hope the road is stable. feel safe

　I imagined a field of mahmat and felt grand.
　After all, I'm descended from the Japanese agricultural race. The sight of the countryside relaxes my mind.

"The other side of the stairs is an agricultural district. Watch your step."

　We followed Natalia's back briskly down the narrow, long stairs.
　The ground changes from brick to earth, easing the earth's resilience felt by shoes.

　Digged up soil, compost, and the smell of plants float across the bend.
　Speeding up, I turned the corner and walked out of the back alley.

"Narrow!"

　What appeared in front of me was a small field that looked like a home vegetable garden.

"The twenty-nine wards have a small tract of land," We can only grow plants in a limited area."Estella, who had said that she was not very familiar with herself, is showing off her knowledge with a knowing look. with a thick look

　It was a crammed field that seemed to ooze the desire to make the most of its limited space.
　The steps and even the slopes seem to be used as fields.

　There are a number of fields separated by bricks.
　It's like a vegetable garden in an elementary school. Each class has its own flower bed and grows bulbs to a limited extent. conjure up such a nostalgic sight

　But this is the agriculture that took a lot of life.
　Wouldn't it be a little uneasy if that were the case?

"This is the closest field to the street, so it seems to be a very competitive place."

　Natalia's lines crossed my mind as a Japanese salaried worker scrambling to build a house in a first-class area in the city center of the city.
　In other words, this field is very popular because it's convenient to transport, so it's divided into small parts and looks like this.

　look at a plant buried in a field All the fields seemed to grow the same plants and lined with the same leaves.
　Is this a...... bean leaf?
　I don't know much about beans, but I have an image of them as strong plants that are easy to grow in any place.
　With such a dense field, we may only grow beans.

"Are there any other fields besides here?"
"Yes, but I have heard that the situation is similar to that here because of the small territory."

　Are you going to farm by scrambling for space? It's hard to be narrow, isn't it?
　Mormat's fields were too large to take advantage of a percentage, but I don't seem to have time to rest.

　Why don't you let the fields rest in All Bloom, where crops are harvested all year round? I've heard that it's not good to keep growing the same plants in the same place.

"I've never seen anything from here. The former head waiter... I only have the information I heard from my mother."

　Come to think of it, the head waiter who served the previous lord was Natalia's mother.
　Natalia is familiar with this neighborhood because of her mother's knowledge.
　Natalia's grand appearance, perhaps without a mind, is a sign of her absolute confidence and confidence in her mother's knowledge.
　Hmm... That's reliable, isn't it?

"Don't you know much about Gilberta?"

　Lucia has said she has been called here more often than Estella. I'm afraid the head waiter has some real knowledge. I thought so.

"I don't have any more knowledge than Mr. Natalia,"

　I don't think so.

"Every time I come here, Lucia's habit of saying, 'I'm tired of it, I want to go home early.'"
"You... should be more interested in visiting other wards and gathering information."
"I collect information. There's a pretty aphid girl ahead."
"You're as much information as a man."

　What kind of girl support character do you collect only information about beautiful girls?

"You still have time until noon, don't you?" Let's continue our inspection. There are some things that I want to see with my own eyes."
"Are you an aphid girl? I know how you feel!"
"Gilberta".
"All right, I am. Dear Lucia!"
"Gi, Gilberta heard Estella'said he.

　Aren't you in a league of anti-perverts? Shall I join the party?

"Well, let's move on," It seems that the road is open to traffic on the bricks, so let me pass freely even though it is on someone else's field."

　The only way to get to another field from here is to take another detour through the back alley or pass over someone else's field.
　...you can never use a cart, can you?

　We made our way through a narrow field of beans and headed for a deeper field.






　Walk for about ten minutes and take a slightly wider road.
　It's not a road, it's not a field, it's on the soil.

　Anyway, I walked freely to a place where I could walk.

"I think we're relatively comfortable here.

　Compared to what looked like a small house earlier, the fields in this neighborhood are just a little more spacious.
　However, the scale of the garden is a little more luxurious.
　It's a little hard to take care of alone, but there's a lot of fields about the size of .

"It's like upgrading from a garden garden to a garden garden where you buy land."
"Do you want to say that it's not beyond a garden?"

　That's true, isn't it?
　If I were a farmer and they told me to cover my living expenses on this field alone, I would grow plants that would produce the next most suspicious form of escapism. If you don't, I can't think of any means to make a profit in such a small field.

"The farmers in this town can live well,"
"There, you know, is the benefit of the community,"
"Community?"
"It's 'BU', 'BU'".

　Estella says farmers around here are protected by BUs.
　That's because it's too big to be able to do without the help from above. In a way, I was strangely convinced.
　I don't know if there's a subsidy, if there's a guarantee on the purchase price, or what the system is, but with the benefits, these farmers seem to be living in such a small field.

　If you are introducing a system to help the poor, BU may not be a bad organization.
　However, it is only evil for non-member districts. though it is quite likely that
　They sent us letters, they closed the floodgates, they went under the joint name of BU.

　Thinking about this, I was plodding along looking at the fields when a girl came running up to me from afar.

"Oh, my God!"

　A small girl with characteristic thin long antennae on her head and large eyes looking up at us.
　lively, innocent, and efferves Such words suit her well, and she's a cheerful. I wonder if he is fourteen or five years old.

"Oh, oh!? Are you an aphids?"
"What!? Amazing. How did you know?"

　Lucia's words astonish the girl, who claims to be an aphid.
　...d*mn it. Run away, little girl!

"Who do you think I am, beautiful girl?" Dr. Insects!"

　No, you're the lord.

`What's the worm-like thing?'"It's a pretty girl like you,"

　No, no!
　Cabriel, the beetles in your place, and Ossan are also included in the insect race.

　The tactile sensation, which grows briskly from the top of the head, bends and hangs backward along the way, is just the antennae of an aphids.
　...what about aphids growing plants? You guys are the representative example of destroying plants.

"By the way, are you all guests?"

　...what a characteristic talker you are you?
　Immaculate eyes with absolutely no malice gleaming at us.

"We're looking about the city. May I have a look at the field?"
"Of course! Watch it so much that you get tired of it!"

　The girl's antennae hopped. He seems to be pleased.

"Then I'll take a long time to get on with you...!"
"I hope you will be mad in other wards, Lucia!"
"What!"

　A relatively strong binta hits Lucia's bottom.
　There's a beautiful crackling sound.

"... Gilberta... how dare you humiliate the Lord?"
"I was quite ashamed of myself, Lucia,"
"That's a sound argument, Lucia,"
"Shut up, anchovy! If you were a man, why don't you show kindness enough to stroke and heal the sore spot?"
"What!? Is that okay!"
"I'll behead you if you touch a finger."

　What's wrong with you? You're telling me to stroke or refuse!

　Lucia glares at me reproachfully, rubbing her comfortable buttocks herself.
　Why me?

"Well, may I have a few words to tell you?"
"Uppi! You're wearing no makeup! I'm happy to do you?"

　an aphid girl who rolls her eyes at the sight of Natalia
　They seem to like Natalia better than Lucia.

　I'm sorry, but... whoever you choose, you're a complete pervert. ...except for me.

"My name is Natalia, and I serve Mr. Estella Claremona here. May I have your name?"
"Yes! I'm an aphid mocha. Take care of me!"

　The girl who identified herself as Mokoka is disgusted with us after Natalia.
　She's the kind of girl you can't hate.

"Oh! Wait a minute!"

　Suddenly, Mokoka looks into the field and opens her mouth wide.
　Suddenly, he took a spray from a bag hanging from his waist and held it up.

"There's an aphids on the leaves, so I'll get rid of them! Bite them!"

　a cry of anger
　Mokoka screams and at the same time relentlessly spray liquid on the leaves.

　Oh, okay!? You're an aphid, aren't you? I'm kind of nervous. This scene!?
　No, I know there's no problem with that because Neferry eats chicken. I'm just saying, "Get rid of aphids!"

"Is it pesticide that you just sprayed?"

　I don't know if there are any pesticides or pesticides in this city.

"The pharmacist's guild works well on insects, but it doesn't work well on plants."

　I heard there's something like agricultural chemicals. I'm afraid it's bad for you.

"This is milk,"
"Oh, milk?"

　A long time ago, the farmer's uncle who helped you said that. "When milk dries, it forms a membrane, so when it is sprayed on leaves and stems, it confines itself to insects and suffocates."
　Milk doesn't harm the human body, and if you wash it with water later, it won't affect the plants.

　... Huh? Oh, it's all right.
　I didn't deceive the farmer who helped me.
　I've only been informed.

　Well, I wonder if they gave me a lot of peaches that fell on the ground... I miss them.

"You can get rid of pests with milk,"
"Yes, sir," I don't think the nobles would understand that."

　Estella looks into the leaves and is impressed.
　Oh, I don't mind bugs, you know. Well, he's a countryman.

`They're choking to death, you know, in a film of milk.

　Black, black, black!
　How to say it! And don't do that!
　Ordinary pest control looks like animal cruelty.

"Hmm... lovely smile."
"Where!"

　The face of a completely dark guy, but that happy smile!
　Is it all right if you have antennae!? ...I guess Lucia is fine. a piece of cake

"My occupation is exterminating pests in the fields around here."
"Isn't he a farmer?"
"I also have my own fields! But that's all I have to do with my life... hehe."

　a foggy hand scratching one's head
　Maybe there's something Asian about it.

"But the field is small, so it's just the right time to do a side job. I love your work because it's fun!"
"Well, I'll take her in!""I want you to calm down, sir.
"I understand Lucia's strike, but please calm down!"
"If you don't make any sense, you'll have Mr. Jiro pat your butt, even though you're the lord of another ward!"
"Is there no ceiling, anchovy!"
"And why are you telling me!"

　I got a round of criticism when I caught Lucia running wild. It's unreasonable.

"You leave the milk for about an hour and wash it away with water later."
"With water...?"
"Yes!"

　Mokoka responds cheerfully to Estella's question.
　Then point proudly at a field a little further away.

"It's time for the fields around there to be washed away, and I can let you see them, if you like. Do you want to see them?"
"Well, it's a good opportunity, so I'll let you know.
"All right! Wait a minute there!"

　With a big thumbs up, Mokoka runs away proudly.
　I jumped into a stone building by the field and came back in minutes with a huge barrel.
　The cask is full of water.

"Oh, my! You're drowning after suffocation!"

　Mokoka, using a ladle, splashes water over a field.
　It was so powerful that Japanese firefighters were likely to gather from all over the country to scout. The fire department's water cannon is pale, and the water cannon‐powerful.
　Every time a lump of water from a ladle touches a leaf, it splashes vigorously.

　The splash of water, however, did not appear to be damaging to the plant, only the white milk dust and pests were washed clean from its leaves.
　The water-drenched plants had a heartless, refreshing atmosphere that made them feel more vital than before.

"This is the secret doctrine of the aphids, "The Elimination and Discharge of Aphids!"

　A great skill... but wouldn't it be better to get together and reconsider the name again, aphids?

"Where did you get that water from?"
"Of course it's from the waterway."

　Mokoka beckons us to the stone building we just had.
　The building was cool and full of water.
　I hear a murmur of water.

"There's a channel under here, and we're pumping it up here."

　There was a big hole in the floor, beside which lay a wooden pail connected to a pulley.
　This seems to be pumping up water.

"You can use a tub like this, so the water is rather deep."
"Yes! There's always about 80 to 1.5 meters of water."

　As is the case with wells, a tub dropped from above a hole hits the bottom of a channel and water cannot be drawn well. That's why Estella asked that question.
　If the water level is always more than 80 centimeters high, it could serve as both a channel and a well.

　This city seems to have nothing to do with water shortages in earnest.

"Have you had a hard time with the water shortage lately?"

　Estella attacks further. It's a very serious question.

"Oh, indeed, it was a little hard," The water level in the waterway went down, and I threw the tub into it as usual, and it broke."
"You hit the bottom,"
"I was irritated, and when I hit the spare tub, it broke."
"...that's what you've got,"

　Mokoka seems to have a violent temper, contrary to his appearance.

"I was a little worried about the dryness of the bean sprouts, but I'm relieved to hear that."
"Are the crops on the outside of the house legumes?"
"Everything that we make in this city is bound to be flat beans,"

　Well, Lucia said it was a specialty.

"If you don't meet your quota, you won't get paid, so everyone is trying hard to raise you."
"Do you have quotas?"

　I couldn't help interrupting him.
　It's crazy of you to put quotas on crops. Depending on the weather, the crop will be poor. It wouldn't be a tax, and we shouldn't have a quota for crops.

"Isn't it true that a bean has a continuous crop disorder?"
`Are you sure?'

　A moqua tilts its head.
　Oh, my God! Isn't there a concept of a continuous crop disorder in this city?
　In the middle of the year, every day is a harvest season. Are the fields in this town invincible?

"Is it okay not to let the field rest?"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,

　Does it grow to the point where it loses its taste? That's really invincible.

"If it loses its taste, why don't we give them a break and make good things?"
"If you do that, you won't be able to meet your quota!"

　What? The quota isn't good, is it?
　If you continue to serve things that have lost their taste, customers will eventually leave. After that happens, customers who have left will not come back.
　There's no point in worrying about the amount of money, even if it's a loss of credibility.

　It's obvious that if you keep doing that, you'll be out of stock. You can't say quotas when you have no one to sell to.

"I don't care what it tastes like." They buy the same amount for the same price, whether it's delicious or not."

　"Whether the quality is good or bad, this is where the evils of ""BU"" seem to be guaranteed income."
　A system that doesn't appreciate effort and performance seriously discourages those involved.
　If you're doing the same thing or not, it's human to take the easier one.

　The combination of quotas and compensation seems to be turning farmers' motivation around here into "increasing numbers."

"If I used the field to the full, I wouldn't have a problem with the harvest quota, but the other quota is tight."
"Another quota?"

　Perhaps that is also an obligation imposed on those who are members of the BU, but what is the quota other than the yield?

"So I'm really glad you came to-day!"

　Mokoka grabs our hands with innocent faces and shakes hands too intensely.
　Grasp your hands tightly with both hands, shake them up and down, and then hold the bag in your hand.
　Do it to all of us.
　... What's this bag? I have a bad feeling.

"It's easy because the harvest quota is taken over, but it's really hard because this hospitality quota is carried over."The hospitality quota...?
　Well, with that disgusting sound, I open the mouth of the bag I received from Mokoka.

"Welcome guests! I'll treat you with all my heart! Don't hesitate to accept it!"

　The bag was packed full of peanuts.

"...what kind of harassment?"
"In this city, there is a rule that each ward must make a certain amount of beans every month, and each ward must take responsibility for consuming the beans."

　With tons of peanuts in hand, Lucia, with a slightly cramped face, utters such an explanation.
　Do you make a lot of beans and consume them all?
　Should I make it so that I can't consume it without pressing it like this?

"It is a measure to help farmers who can only use small lots of land, and it is a top priority rule that triggered the formation of BU."
"Hey... wait a minute, Lucia,"

　It occurred to me... ...that stupid thing couldn't have happened, and I don't want it to happen... ...that's one speculation that came to mind. with a wish to be removed

"The word 'B' in 'BU,' by any chance..."
"Oh, it's probably just what you envisioned."


"Beans-United" -- Bean League!?


　Organizations for beans that make more beans than you can eat and force the beans to each other... "BU" is a collection of idiots.

　I was thinking about it with peanuts in my hand that I didn't feel like eating out.