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- For someone of your background, the desire and ability to master such a process once again speaks of boundless love. I would like to think that this small event, among other things, also evoked warm nostalgic emotions in you. And thank you for your help.
- Yes, that's true. - The housewife replied proudly, placing her hands on her hips and tilting her head. - It will all come to you in time, don't worry. Author
Then she randomly rummages through all sorts of kitchen drawers in hopeful search of some suitable container to pack it in - handkerchiefs, pouches, wrapping paper, ribbons, and so on.
There was nothing like that in the kitchen, but in the adjacent storage room, a wooden box, wrapping paper, and ribbons of all kinds were found.
Added 15 minutes later Ment
Since this time the initiative was not hers, but Kilich's, the redhead simply greeted Grik in return and passed the first initiative to the quick-witted Heleski.
- Grik, is Juun around? - No. - And when will she be? - I'd like to know that too.
- Hey, is Juun around? - No. - And when will she be? - I wish I knew.
"This is not like him," thought Erefir, but said nothing, instead focusing her gaze on the list.
"Someone did a good deed... I'd like to say 'an unknown person,' but the list is full of people we know or people our acquaintances know, which indirectly suggests the opposite. Or... is it non-deterministic fate?" she says this word without a smile, as she is once again convinced that either it brings misfortune to people, or this world is not real after all. Beznyadegi should have had at least a thousand victims, but here – either relatives of Klin, or precisely those Margelites with whom there was minimal contact, and such people make up more than half of the list. Where are those small, unknown people who should also have had social connections, and someone should at least remember them to include them in the list? Alas, all that remained was to hope for their memory.
"This is somewhat unusual for him," thought Erefir, but said nothing, instead focusing her gaze on the list.
"Someone did a good deed... I'd like to say 'an unknown person,' but the list consists entirely of our acquaintances or acquaintances of acquaintances, which indirectly suggests the opposite. Or... is it a case of not-a-homodeterminism?" she says this word without a smile, as she is once again convinced that either it brings misfortune to people, or this world is simply unreal. Beznyadegi should have had at least a thousand victims, but here – either relatives of Klin, or precisely those Margelites with whom there was minimal contact, and they make up more than half of the list. Where are those small, unknown individuals who should also have had social connections, and someone should at least remember them in order to include them in the list? Alas, all that remained was to hope for their memory.
- Acquaintances of those who took care of this matter, - Grik shrugged, - I think that until yesterday, you didn't even know that I have a name and even a face, and you probably wouldn't remember if someone asked.
- People who were concerned about this issue know me, - Grik shrugged, - I think that until yesterday, you didn't even know that I had a name and even a face, and you probably wouldn't remember if someone asked.
-- I have a feeling that's true, but why? Judging by Kilik's reaction, you've been working here for a long time, and I haven't just started coming to the guild yesterday, and I'm usually not an inattentive person... Okay, sorry, maybe looking for hidden meaning in simple coincidences isn't the smartest life strategy.
"Regardless of the degree of subjective idealism that may or may not be inherent in this world, my actions and role in it remain unchanged."
-- Giy, I have an important question for you... Tell me, did you eventually give up on your dream of becoming a chef? After all, restaurants may not open for a while, and although I can easily live on raw food, objectively, for the health of the order and better readiness for exploits, we should think about something else, more nutritious.
Added 29 minutes later Having considered all possible container options and discarded utterly ridiculous designs with inscriptions like: "Happy New Year! 969 o.o.m.", "Happy Defender of the Fatherland Day," "Happy Birthday, my dear Lesha," Zhricomika paused for a moment, considering using a box with the inscription "to the best man," but had to abandon that idea as well. Finally, having found a suitable, neutral-looking box, she lined its interior with food-grade paper and arranged the baked checkerboard squares in an intricate pattern, which was difficult to describe in words but looked pleasing and simultaneously secured the contents inside so that they wouldn't rattle around until the first piece was taken out. Deciding not to wrap it in anything, as it looked nicer that way and closed tightly, Ayano wrapped it with a ribbon, looked at it critically for a while, and realized that it looked a bit plain. Then she "borrowed" a miniature sprig of eucalyptus cinerea, which grew in a pot on the windowsill in the adjacent room, wrote a wish for happiness in Japanese on a strip of extremely expensive paper, the same kind she used for her omamori, and arranged it all into a single composition.
- ... - ... - ... - Well... it's not bad. Not a masterpiece, of course, but..." - critically assessing the result of her work, she shrugged, failing to finish the sentence.
- I have a feeling that's the case, but why? Judging by Kiliki's reaction, you've been working here for a long time, and I haven't just started coming to the guild, and I'm usually not an inattentive person... Never mind, sorry, I guess looking for hidden meaning in simple coincidences isn't the smartest life strategy.
- And how many of the thousands of people passing by on the street can you remember? That's what I thought... Author
- Well... it's not bad. It's not a masterpiece, of course, but...
- Oh, how cute! - Looking at the box, Sonata clapped her hands with enthusiasm. - I'm sure he'll be very happy. Well, shall we go back?
Ahuli watched the process of making cookies and the box for them with genuine interest. This is what people do, it turns out.
- Alright, I'm ready. - This is also debatable, even in its basic concepts. Opponents of puritanical laws, for example, used to say that as long as a person hasn't emerged from the womb, they are not really a person, and therefore, their death is not murder. Similarly, here we can say that a criminal is not a person or an individual, and therefore, their fate outside of prison is in the hands of those who are.
- Let's not bring up another controversial topic; we have enough on our plate, - Guyon tried to smile to turn it into a half-joking remark, but his self-control was hanging by a thread. - We are still talking about a category of people who are usually adults, of legal age, and capable. And even if, on paper, they lose their rights and are equated with objects, in reality, they will still remain people, fully aware of their powerless position. This... It seems excessively cruel to me. You can't deny a person their most basic rights; it's terrible, - he still flinched.Teriteri
People may go to brothels because of poverty and other similar reasons, which is only weakly related to concepts like "pleasure."
- If everything is organized correctly, it will still be a voluntary choice. You're right, pleasure is not the main thing, but at least a person knows what they are getting into, - Beata shrugged.Teriteri
From a moral point of view, you can paint any picture; ultimately, only what is written in the laws matters.
- That's true, - Guyon sighed, deciding not to voice his thoughts and concerns further.
Ment
- Guy, I have an important question for you... Tell me, did you eventually give up on your dream of becoming a chef? Because restaurants may not open for a while, and although I can easily survive on raw food, objectively, for the health of the order and better readiness for exploits, we should think about something else, more nutritious.
- I had a dream of becoming a chef? - Guyon was genuinely surprised. - I thought it would be nice to improve my culinary skills, but it wasn't a priority; I have enough worries as it is. I can cook something simple; we won't starve, but it won't be restaurant-level, of course. - Boss, don't torment my Guyosh, - Beata sighed, hugging her Guyosh from behind. - There's still food in Lepota; there are wholesale orders.
The trio returns to the infamous Room of Horrors; judging by the lights in the windows, almost all the residents have already returned home. — So, what should we do? — Sonata asks.
- After the midday incident, the gray-haired guys became as gentle as silk, so they were very accommodating and provided me with this information. Something seemed strange to me... why do you have people listed in your headquarters who are not part of the organization? - 🤔.
- After the midday incident, the gray-suits became as smooth as silk, so they were very accommodating and provided me with this information. Something in it seemed strange to me... why do you have people listed in your headquarters who are not part of the organization? - 🤔.
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