被男人吃奶很爽的毛片

Behind the store, in the private rooms reserved, surrounded the oval table were Dahlia and Ivano, as well as Fermo, the trinket maker.

With Fermo's hope, he set the scene up just a little faster than the time he had informed everyone.

Glass and liquor are arranged side by side, but I hope the food comes to the store after the others arrive.

"Sorry about before the get-together."

Today's Fermo leaves clean traces of wax (crust) on brown hair with cross gray hair and no shaving residue on his beard.

He was wearing a white shirt and a double Moss green suit that seemed to be newly tailored. Dark tea straight chip shoes are also lustrously polished enough to reflect light.

I was drawing (cackling) a line with him, who had been a rough before, and Dalya felt just a little restless.

"Thank you again. Thanks to the proceeds of the foam pump bottle, our workshop could be completely rebuilt. Prospective earnings are also on a yearly basis. My wife Barbara was also a unicorn pendant and was able to get back to work. Thank you so much. Thanks to Mr. Dalya for everything."

"Thank you for your kind words. But I was able to rebuild the workshop because Fermo's arm and everyone in the workshop worked hard."

In the improvement of the foam pump bottle, Dahlia was more helped. The same goes for expedition stoves.

I consult with Fermo about something in the structural design.

Fermo raised his dark green gaze straight as he cheeked with his index finger.

"With more productions, the area of the workshop is the limit. There were also more apprentices. So we're planning to build a home workshop in the West End. We are now looking at land quite close to the green tower."

"Does the West Side have to be the Central Side?

"The West Side has cheaper land. The Central District is expensive, so you can't buy a large section. I want the warehouse, so I turned it into West End. And Dalya's in the West End."

"Is that me?

Fermo took a bunch of paperwork out of a square leather bag as Dahlia was taking no meaning.

"There are six kinds. Look at that."

Stacked on the table were specifications for various accessories and structural design documents.

"I. Large version of the foam pump bottle, foot-stepped and able to make a lot of bubbles. Convenient for bubble baths and laundry. I don't even use demon stones. I already have a tentative appointment. Second, you can increase the flight distance to a foam pump bottle with a longer nozzle on, up to about a window upstairs. This one's for the cleaners. III. It was the type that could be set on the wall with a larger foam pump bottle, so that it could be stirred so that even cheap soap liquid would not precipitate. It would be useful if many people washed their hands in shops and workplaces. The neighborhood fishmonger gave it a try, but the real thing never came back..."

"They're all amazing..."

Darya is impressed with Fermo's arms and ideas as she looks at the structural design document.

The foam pump bottle had already been made in many ways, but this time it's something else.

I couldn't think of making the foam pump bottle large and tready, or extending the flight distance that far.

If you wash your hands many times a day, or where many people wash their hands, it is also helpful to be able to use cheap soap liquids that are easy to precipitate.

"Four, this is the thick soap solution, a foam pump bottle that makes a fine foam with a stiffness. That's for washing your face. It's a little tricky, but Gabriella says it'll sell well to the nobles."

This one has changed the structure slightly, and the exterior is elaborate. There are also multiple design patterns depicted.

Beautiful bottles with silver embellishments in delicate glass cuts are enough to make me want Dahlia too.

"Did you make four species, Mr. Fermo..."

"Not yet. V. The pan of the expedition stove, that demon steel, was put into processing to make a slippery frying pan and shallow pan. The crepe doesn't stick either, you need less oil, it's easy to wash. VI. Processed products of iron plates in stalls. On top of the good slip, the painting was difficult to peel off. These two will partner with the blacksmith, so the substantive work is that way. Don't take the form of a profit split."

"Thank you very much."

Perhaps Ivano had asked Fermo first.

No surprise, just a smile.

"So sign all six of them 'joint names'. Half the profits."

Six documents handed over.

It was a profit contract for a small product, to be submitted to a commercial guild.

"Um, Mr. Fermo, this is the first time I've seen this..."

A certain amount of magic equipment registered with a commercial guild enters the developer whenever sales profits increase.

This is the form Fermo has taken of everything.

I would still know if it was an improved version of the foam pump bottle, but it's pretty much new when it comes to frying pans and pans.

I don't think I can put my name in and halve my profits without even being consulted.

"Foam pump bottles, expedition stoves. They were all first made by Mr. Dalya. I improved it and co-developed it."

"I did make it first, but this is more new than an improved version already, isn't it? Especially the slippery frying pan, the baking board in the stall... isn't this one a new one with the paperwork too? Fermo's new one should be named Fermo, and I was wondering if it would be strange to have half of it..."

"I told you the day we first met, didn't I?

Fermo has mercilessly broken his own words as he speaks.

"'Think of good things and make them from one end, and sooner or later I'll let Mr. Rossetti make more money', he said. Don't you remember that anymore?

"No, I remember......"

That's what Fermo told me the day we first met.

Even if the workshop is tilted, I don't want to take it if I apply it. That said, the senior craftsman seems intent on paying back exactly what he owed that day.

"I let a senior craftsman sign me a joint name. Now Mr. Dahlia's going to name me after you, right?

To a good smiling Fermo, I can't deny it.

They did it back in an artisanal way. Moreover, it is essentially six times the return.

I guess I'll just have to say Senior Boulder.

"Okay. I'll sign it."

I kind of feel like a profitable loan, but I'm going to give it back to you in my future relationship - and while I do, I'm going to sign a profit contract.

Still, I was a little happy to see the name up and down.

"Well, now you owe me nothing, Fermo"

"Oh, let me do my best to dictate"

"Huh?"

Ivano laughs pointlessly at Fermo.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Fermo stood up and came next to Dahlia.

Once he took a deep breath, he opened his mouth with a terribly serious face.

"Mr. Darya, no, Chairman Rossetti. Put me under you."

Give me your right hand with the words.

On its palms are two demonic stones of fire, placed in a beautiful glass case.

"Mr. Fermo?!

Call your name and freeze.

In the Kingdom of Ordine, 'throwing the demon stone of fire into your chest' is a metaphor for falling in love.

If you give the demon stone of fire to someone in your heart, it can sometimes be taken to mean 'I want you to fall in love with me' and 'I want you to stay with me'.

But Fermo is married. I would never think to dictate myself.

To himself in confusion, he continued his words.

"I want to make something new under Mr. Darya. I want to make something that no one has ever seen before. Either a magic guide or a small object, I want to make something that will change my life. And I want to spread the things we made together to this king's capital, to the country. So put me under you and subcontract our workshop to the exclusive workshop of the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce."

Too straight voice and straight eyes.

I couldn't even hit the hammer, and Dahlia just heard.

And seriously think.

Fermo's arm, the idea is great. As a craftsman, I'm much better than myself.

Magic conductors and trinket makers, of a different kind, but Fermo seems to stand alongside Osvaldo.

It would surely be comforting to have such a Fermo become an exclusive workshop or subcontractor. It will also make development easier.

But something really caught my eye.

Sometimes in Fermo's green eyes, I remember my father.

He is the same craftsman as my father. Craftsmen who can make original products.

If you have one product, you can also change it with your sensibility and skill, a skilled craftsman.

I don't think the form of subcontracting or subcontracting is his way forward.

It is not a subcontract, nor is it the exclusive workshop of the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce.

As an artisan 'Fermo Gandolfi', I want my name to be exactly engraved on future products, I think so.

"... Thank you, Mr. Fermo. But I refuse to talk about exclusive workshops or subcontracting."

"Well, that's too bad"

I looked as I said, but Fermo shook his head once and put it back on his smile.

"I can't give up once I'm flabbergasted. I'll make something more amazing and let you dictate it again."

"No, I want to work with Mr. Fermo. But I want you to be one of them, not one of them, but the same craftsman."

"Companion, or..."

"Yeah. You're building a workshop in the West Side, I'm happy to be close. But not just me, but a lot of craftsmen and magicians can talk to Mr. Fermo, and I think we can do something better."

I told him so, but is it passed on correctly to Fermo? He has a slightly sinister face.

I wondered if there was a way to say it so that I could figure it out, and then I overlapped with myself in the past.

"That's right! Mr. Fermo, would you like to set up a chamber of commerce?

"What? The Chamber of Commerce? Me?"

He was probably asked back with a flashing face, just like his previous self.

"Yes, I can't be a guarantor of opening a Chamber of Commerce, but I can be a general guarantor"

The guarantor of the opening of a Chamber of Commerce must be a guilder or vice-president of the Chamber of Commerce who has been registered in a commercial guild for at least three years, or a guilder who has served in a commercial guild, or a related guild such as shipping, clothing, etc., for at least three years, or a nobleman of at least Viscount.

Darya is not old enough.

However, they can be taken as additional names, as they have become guarantors of the Zola Chamber of Commerce.

"If you set up a chamber of commerce, you'll be with me and the chairman of the chamber of commerce, and it won't be a subcontract, will it? The opening of workshops and warehouses will also be more trustworthy for the Chamber of Commerce. Other guarantors can talk to Wolfe or Gabriella, and I think Mr. Fermo will find you as soon as you speak up in the guild"

"Wait, wait, wait, it's a lot of trouble to open a trade union..."

A rushed Fermo removes the Demon Stone of Fire from the palm (palm) that was about to be lowered.

Darya hastily picked it up.

"I'd be happy to tell you if I were you, Chairman of the Gandolphi Chamber of Commerce."

"Hey Ivano, don't tease me! You were the first one to recommend subcontracting in the first place."

"It's our chairman's wish, so I'll keep pushing."

Only one of the three calm Ivano is responding with a cool face.

"The Chamber of Commerce guarantor can do that, and double or triple your current budget will make it easy to increase your loan. Anyway, let's disappoint in the workshop, the warehouse and the dwelling. Keep the latest equipment, sparse metals and materials, and a glass workshop next door. Some good craftsmen, right? I'm sorry it's cheaper than building extras."

"Ivano, you're making the story too big"

"But it's also an area to make this one, and the warehouse should be bigger, right? From the West End, you can't take it to the guild like the Central End... Ivano, can you lend from us too?

"Of course it is. Sounds like a good investment. It's like a business partnership."

"No, but, you know, I'm not that young either..."

Fermo narrowed his eyes blue and blue.

"Fermo, I haven't even been manly since I got here because of my age. Didn't you mean to dictate? It would be superior next to you, not under Mr. Darya. What, do you want to go up there? Hopefully through our chamber of commerce."

"As always, you have a bad mouth and personality..."

I look at my hands as a hack next to the two people who narrow their eyes and interact with each other.

Darya held the demonic stone of fire that was about to fall just now.

"Mr. Fermo, I'll give you this."

"... that's what you don't want to be returned..."

Fermo looked up at the ceiling unclaimed and turned his face back to Dahlia.

"Okay, I've made up my mind! Set up the Gandolfi Chamber of Commerce. Chairman Rossetti, Vice-President Mercadante, help us. I want a big workshop and a warehouse in the West Side. I also want to build a glass workshop. So get that demon stone as a memorial for today."

"Well, that's confirmed. That celebration, too, is reported to you today and with you!

"You're willing to cut the exit immediately, Ivano."

"Oh, no way, Mr. Fermo, did you notice the scare?

"That's not true!

"I won't let you get away with it now that I realize I've taken the word for it!

Dariya asks as she gets lost in the conversation between the two like Aye.

"Mr. Fermo, you know, is this demonic stone really something you can take?

"Oh, take it because I want to work with you forever. Barbara will be fine. I've heard a hundred times that I've ever wanted a daughter like Dalya. In time, I'm worried I'm going to say 'come to my daughter' or something, not my wife..."

I laughed at Fermo's joke.

'Come to my daughter', quite a new phrase.

"It was our Barbara who finally made that glass case. Returned to craftsmanship last month."

"Mr. Barbara, were you a glassmaker?

I was surprised that Fermo's wife made this delicately made glass case.

But then, I'm convinced.

The glass bottle in the foam pump bottle for washing the face had the same type of beauty as this glass case.

"Barbara was an apprentice to a glassworks artisan nearby when I was a disciple. He's my parent's first grandson..."

"Craftsmen seem to talk to each other, don't they? Did you meet him in the workshop? Or, you know, my parents interviewed me about my wife?

"The... I spoke on the side of the road. So, when they called me home, it was next to the workshop. Barbara lives in a glass workshop, so I never met her before."

"Wow..."

A woman numbered on the side of the road is her parent's grandson. Is it luck or bad, it's a mystery.

No, you're married here, so you should say great luck, I'm sure.

"What is Fermo Napa..."

"No, Ivano, that's fate or something... you'd have a way of saying it, wouldn't you? There was a little after that, but, well, we got serious and we got together."

"Destiny... yeah, it's destiny you can't escape..."

The conversation between the two continues with a slight tone drop.

Darya recalls being numbered in front of a stall by the word 'destiny'.

'Me, I felt destined for you,' he said, 'I haven't seen him since, so he didn't have destiny.

Rather than that, Wolfe, who met in the woods and then reunited throughout the city, is less fateful - thinking that far, Darya shakes off her oblique thoughts.

I don't know if I can use the word destiny against my friends.

But for now, I was very fortunate to meet Wolf.