121 Episode 118 Because there is a chick there (1/2)

Well, that's how the chick appraisal started with a chuckle and a giggle, but

.... (silently sorting)

...and we're sorting.

.... (silently sorting)

...and we're sorting.

It's my mission to work so diligently that there's nothing more important to me than getting paid such a high hourly wage.

Then, of course, there were no special events with the energetic maid, Mila.

I just mindlessly separated the chicks into male and female.

I divided the chicks into two groups: the females and the males. Milia was the backbone of the team, carrying the cages around with me so I could concentrate on my work.

And in between, she kept bringing me water.

Yes, please!

Then he pulls the cup to my mouth and lets me drink well at the speed I'm drinking.

'Yes, you drank well!

And when she told me with a big smile that we were the same age, I felt a bit bubblicious, and I was just about to fall into a swamp of ogling, attracted by Maman's attraction....

But the most surprising thing of all was the fact that Miria was working around the clock to keep me company.

I was actually going to replace her with another girl, but I thought it would be easier for Manashilo-san to work with someone she was familiar with. But don't worry, I'm a gymnast, so I'm confident in my physical strength!

What kind of a hump he makes, and then laughs and says, ”You know what?

This stuff is so cute, it's only natural to want to spoil it!

Uzuki is the same type of girl, but I like spoiled girls who take care of me as much as my big sister does, because they make me feel like I'm worthy of their attention.

Maybe it's the fact that I lost my parents early and don't remember my mother, but when a girl spoils me, I get a thrill from it!

Bad!

I mean, what guy in the world doesn't like a devoted girl who is a devoted type of person in the first place?

And now that I've taken a breather and moistened my heart.

”Phew, let's get to work...

...............

.........

In the midst of all this incessant sorting and repetition like a line worker, time passed before I knew it.

A whole day passed since I started working.

This is the end--!

With those words, I flashed my outstretched right hand from left to right with a swoosh in the so-called ”closing piece” with my index and middle fingers closed.

-- not that there was any meaning to it, of course.

I simply wanted to strike a cool pose, just a matter of mood.

Because now I am!

It took an entire day to successfully sort all 40,000+ chickens--!